Book of Dreams

Book of Dreams by Traci Harding Read Free Book Online

Book: Book of Dreams by Traci Harding Read Free Book Online
Authors: Traci Harding
shift from the floating green creature, which had slowly drifted backwards, and they were now eyeballing each other with interest.
    ‘He’s not at all what I expected.’ Crystaleyes sounded rather disappointed. ‘His subtle bodies are awash with the black haze of his addictions and fear. He has yet to even master his densest body, let alone the others.’
    ‘What others?’ Kyle wondered out loud. ‘Just how many bodies do you think I have?’
    This single manifestation of you has a physical body, which is the one you left behind, Book explained, an etheric body, which is the vehicle you are functioning in at present, an astral or emotional body, a mental body, a causal being, a spiritual being, a monadic being and a universal consciousness.
    Kyle’s mouth was left gaping. He had no idea what Book was on about. ‘Intense.’
    ‘And you have yet to master even the lowest of these,’ Crystaleyes pointed out, shaking his head in concern. ‘There’s little of his parents in him.’
    ‘My parents!’ Kyle was taken aback by the mention of them.
    More than you think, my good friend. Book ignored Kyle. Although it took desperate measures to get his attention, I’m quite confident we can make something of him.
    Crystaleyes grunted, unconvinced. ‘That would take a lot of work indeed, and more willpower than this one has.’
    Kyle was beginning to lose patience with being ignored. ‘Look, this is my subconscious experience, so don’t speak like I’m not here.’
    Upon Kyle venting his anger, the ground underfoot erupted, tipping over the few trees that had been left standing. The waterhole nearby bubbled as it was fed by the ill will, and the red mist thickened. After a moment the tremor passed away.
    Now that Kyle had a clear fix on his situation, he decided against pursuing his protest. He looked at Crystaleyes apologetically as the creature floated closer to him, grinning.
    ‘How right you are, Kyle. This,’ Crystaleyes held his arms wide, ‘is your subconscious experience … and if you do not pay attention to what we are telling you, you will never transcend this hopeless consequence.’
    Kyle was not keen on this arrangement and was about to voice his disapproval when a tremor built at his very thought.
    Kyle, I must tell you that you are only denying yourself if you do not listen, Book advised kindly. Air, Earth, Water and Fire are the four elements that make up your nature; all nature for that matter. Crystaleyes, for you, is all in your character that can be attributed to the element of Earth.
    Kyle’s mind boggled at the news.
    His Earth elemental, however, wore a smug, albeit grave, expression. ‘You understand now that it has been you ignoring me … since the day you were born, in fact! Hard work, patience, good health, practicality — none of my good traits have you shown.’ Crystaleyes was now far more agitated than Kyle, but the ill will did not stir the surrounding area and Kyle thought this unfair. ‘In spite of this, Book seems to have faith in you, so I will try to assist you one last time, and you can make of my guidance what you will.’
    As the sound of the local inhabitants seemed to be approaching him, Kyle decided he really didn’t have too much choice in the matter and so nodded to give Crystaleyes the go ahead.
    ‘My advice to you is this … although you are hopelessly lost and have seemingly little potential,’ Crystaleyes floated down to the ground and picked up a charred piece of rock, holding it out for Kyle to view, ‘if you can let go of your hate and fear, there is nothing in the universe that is not at your disposal here in the subconscious world.’ The creature rubbed the rock with intense speed between his tiny claw-like hands, whereupon he produced a crystal ball. ‘Here, willpower governs all. Anything is possible provided you are clear about what you want.’ The Earth elemental tossed the crystal ball to Kyle and with a grin it disappeared.
    ‘Thanks, but what

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