A Short Story about what happens when embodied beings come together to play - sovereignly and collectively:
Back in November, I met a friend - an embodied being - in New Mexico and then we drove up to Colorado.
It was such a special trip for many reasons but mainly it was marked by extreme laughter and camaraderie that can only be felt between peers in consciousness.
Nothing to be figured out, no where to go, multiplicity of reality - a given.
No assertions of human uniqueness were made on this journey, for they are no longer needed. The inimitable nature of consciousness is a given. No coaxing into a state of whole-ness. It simply exists.
One day after soaking in the hot springs and after eating one of the biggest meals I've had in a long while - especially for two tiny women - and strangely enough, not feeling full or drunk even from the many beers we sampled at a local brewery, we got "lost" on our way back to our cabin in the woods.
The GPS started going haywire, and of course, we could not stop laughing, deciding to follow it anyway.
My friend was driving the car and following the GPS blindly - oooh, a game to play. It took me a minute to realize we were driving away from our rented cabin.
Next thing I know, after driving in several winding circles, we were on a street literally called "Master's Circle," making loop after loop. With each turn we made, the laughter growing more and more contagious.
My friend tried to make turns to get us back on the main road. A left here. Then a right. Nope, we were still driving on the street called Master's Circle, for what felt like a 'long' while in a space beyond time and space.
Finally, we stopped the car and made a conscious decision to go back into physical reality. Still laughing.
The street signs seemed to change. The sky that was dark black became the light of dusk again. We made our way back to our cabin.
It wasn't too long ago that I locked myself in a cabin in the woods alone, to allow "realization" which becomes such a silly word for something so magnanimous - from the Latin magnus meaning great and animu meaning soul.
After diving into into the depths of alone and crossing the desert valley of death, both of identity/ persona and any and all beliefs surrounding realization and energy, there's nothing quite like getting together with another being who has discovered themselves as God, also.
It was a delicious glimpse at New Life - at New Earth reality living. My sovereign movie screen, called BON, may never overlap with another's. Yet, when one person playing in their I AM Presence comes together with one or more others playing in their I AM Presence, the possibilities are endless.
The realities to explore - together or alone - infinite.
In this specific glimpse into New Earth reality, it was the laughter of two embodied beings, which metamorphosed into potentials and possibilities for anyone choosing the consciousness experience for eons to come.
It is pathways that are lined with laughter, joy, and surprise - and above all, NEW-NESS.
I'm glad I took the I AM THAT I AM highway, as I talked about in my book. It was an act of courage to drive onto the highway which contains no exits, no stops, and no turnarounds.
Once that roads ends, it drops YOU off in the place where the pathways to explore become infinite. Something so welcome after driving the same old energetic roads on the same old energetic map, in the same old finite reality for far too long.
BTW, there's a really good reason I use this image below time and time again. Just saying.
Lauren Hutton (Sarah) writes adventure novels and short stories about the self-realization experience and beyond. She fancies herself a humanizing divinity journalist and shares her work here with the Magus Kuthumi.