The Secret - When You Can Walk On Water , Take The Boat ( Part 8 ) By John Harricharan At Isnare.com Ezine Articles

On my way to the office the following morning,I couldn’t help but reflect on the events of the past few days. Without a doubt, the trip was an amazing success. I wondered whether Mr.Wittersham would have agreed to distribute our products had it not been for the conversation about the sea. And how would I ever have thought about talking of the ocean had it not been for the meeting I'd dreamt about?In a never ending circle these thoughts raised more questions about Gideon and Marla. The more I thought of it, the more complex it seemed.

The sound of a car horn woke me from my reverie.It was an old Volkswagen passing me on the left.I briefly wondered why the driver sounded his horn, since I was already in the right lane. As it passed me, however,I noticed the word “GIDEON” on its license plate. My attention diverted,I almost ran into a telephone post. This is crazy, I thought.

Within minutes of my arrival at the office,the telephone rang. It was my private line.The ringing startled me since it was still only seven in the morning and I wasn’t expecting any calls so early.Only three people had the number for my private line: one was Mardai and the other two were extremely close friends.I picked up the handset.It was Gideon.

“How did you get this number?” I asked.

“Shouldn’t you first ask how I’m doing?” he answered.

Dutifully I asked,“How are you Gideon?” followed
quickly by, “How did you get this number?”

“I’m sure you have a lot of questions and that’s why I called. Listen, John, we’ll meet in the park at lunch time and I’ll explain everything.” He hung up—as abruptly as that.

At first, I thought I'd ignore the incident and stay as far away from these people as possible, but my curiosity got the best of me and I relented.

It was almost noon when I left the office for the short walk to the park. Gideon, hopefully, would be there to provide some explanations for the perplexing things that had occurred.

It was a lovely, sunny day. Cradled by the warmth, I felt like sitting under a tree and practicing changing the shapes of clouds. I found it both exciting and relaxing at the same time. You pick a small cloud at first and then try to mold it in your mind into various vapory sculptures. As you become more proficient, you choose larger and larger clouds. You may even want to vaporize them entirely or create new ones where there weren’t any before.It is amazing how easily it works with practice. To read the rest of the story visit http://www.spiritual-simplicity.com

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