Two Stories from the Book

Renee Webb
Bermuda

You really do know everything… From out of nowhere the darkness fell. It became pitch black in an instant. I instinctively turned and ran for the dune buggy which I could hear but not see. The engine was still running in case I needed a fast get away from the male nomads crossing the desert. A lunar eclipse, I thought, my mind racing ahead. I had been to Saudi Arabia often enough to know that night does not fall at two o’clock in the afternoon, and never as suddenly as this darkness.

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Heidi Smith
California, USA

The Perfect Storm Meets a Mighty Wind The first time I met Ramtha face to face, I wanted to run away. Rumor had it he knew everything about us – every word, every thought, every feeling and action, including the ones I’d hoped were my little secret. Now as I stood in a line of other students on the last day of a retreat in Snow Mountain, Colorado, a line that was drawing inexorably closer to this master teacher, it was beginning to seriously feel like the Final Judgment. Although he’d repeatedly told us throughout the week how much he loved us, I had my doubts. I knew my private thoughts, not to mention words and actions, and “lovable” was not the first word they inspired. Maybe it was a trick, and when I got to the front of the line, I’d be struck by lightning.

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