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I woke up to find a stack of books on my bedside. They were all about meditation so I opened one up to find sticky notes stuck in between chapters. I had been writing about meditation too, there was a notebook filled with notes on Buddhism and meditation but I couldn't remember writing it. So I started reading and couldn't stop. I read about spiritual, mindfulness and transendental meditation. I opened up my laptop and found that my YouTube account was filled with meditation videos and Buddhist stuff. So I started watching them. I watched them all day and continued this the following day. I read the books on my bedside and started meditation in on my bed. Soon I was writing more notes and ta

All I had was a piece of scripture that details how meditation is done. I tried to recapture my focus however it slowly slipped away from me due to my constant worrying. “How exactly are you going to be good at magic when you’re struggling this hard?” “With faith,” She laughed at my response. “I wish you luck,” After a minute or so, I released a breath and flopped against the ground. Closing my eyes, I expressed my irritation. “I’m not like you Teresa. I’m no werewolf. I have nothing to defend myself with. Trust me when I say that I wished for this to end...,”

she announced as I drove off and I frowned not being able to tell how she felt about it with those four words. "Why did you think?" "Her poems are...different," she mumbled and I laughed slightly. "Different bad or different good?" "Different interesting," "Do you have a favourite quote or did you-" "When anger spreads inside your breast keep watch against an idly barking tongue," "Page 19," I mumbled and she laughed "You memorized the book?" "It's a good book," "I won't disagree," she mumbled and I glanced over to her meeting her gaze for a split second.

The voice kept repeating inside me, it must be the voice of the moon goddess. 'When you're out on a mission, you need to focus!' Since I was battling with emotions, I decided to open the book I held just to set my eyes on it and get inspired. Sometimes you can be communicated with through things like a quote, picture or movie scene. This is a warning I have to take lest I might end my journey as Emily did, halfway. I looked firmly into his eyes, "Sorry Calvin, this' a girls' meeting!" It was my way of asking him to leave without being rude.

In front of them was a stone that glowed faintly with a soft halo. "A mind like clear water, calm as a still pond. "No winds, no ripples, seated quiet within the bamboo grove. "A flute that plants a long, howling tune. In silent meditation, the venomous dragon recedes. "A heart with no distractions, efforts with constant rewards. "My righteousness stands tall, making all souls fear. "My passion surges, making the world bend toward my will." Miranda was chanting softly, assisting Gideon in training his mental power. At the same time, the stone before them released a faint energy that flowed into Gideon's forehead.

My anchor was her beautiful face and amazing spirit, her lofty soul. The truth was that, no matter what temptations would come for me to face, I would always overcome them because my love was true love and true love was the most powerful love. As I continued my meditation, there was a knock on my door and I sighed and asked the person to come in. It was Marcus and Lena and they hurried inside with a vibe of urgency. “Oh he’s busy,” Marcus said and pulled Lena’s hands for them to leave, but I stopped them and told them not to worry and that I was free.

I felt a presence around us, but I didn’t react. “You are really something, Maddie. This is the first time I have seen someone meditating in this manner.” Adolphus remarked with a teasing chuckle. “Because only I can meditate in this way.” I replied so righteously, as if this was the only right thing. “You felt his presence too, right?” He asked me through mind-link this time. “That’s why we need to avoid talking about certain topics,” I replied to him through mind-link. “Okay… time to finish your meditation, Maddie. We reached.” He said to me calmly and slowly put me down.

I sought solace in meditation, allowing the stillness to guide me to the depths of my own consciousness. Days turned into nights, and nights into days as I delved deeper into the labyrinth of my own being. It was within the silence of my soul that I began to sense a subtle shift, a glimmer of understanding that whispered through the chambers of my heart. I realized that the separation I felt was not an ending, but a beginning—a call to reconnect with the true essence of who I was.

Chapter 4 The next morning, after having some of the best coffee, just the way I like it, a full tablespoon of vanilla and a half teaspoon of nutmeg, brewed in. Yum! I began my meditation, feeling at one with this environment. I decided I would go for a run. Hair up, in a high ponytail and dressed in a half-hooded sweatshirt and leggings I was ready. “Okay G,” I said to myself. “This is the freakin forest. Just stay on the road, run a mile, turn around, and get a mile back.”

According to the wizened Pagett, extending my visions is simply a case of meditation, relaxing my mind. Sitting in the scalding hot tub, filled to the brim, I keep my eyes closed with only the sound of birdsong. I try to clear my mind. “Easy as anything you said Padgett,” I muttered darkly under my breath. It’s bloody impossible. Every time I close my eyes and everything goes black, I see his brooding face, a flash of teasing ruby. Or that glint of jet black hair from the cell, when we were so close together under the moonlight. I quickly plunge underwater, as if I could flush the images away.