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OLEG
But I did not want home. So I decided to walk a bit along the shore of the Semenovsky Lake. This is one of the most picturesque places in Murmansk, even in winter. In winter it is by something even more interesting. Blue dusk creeps over white ice surface. And on other side, a giant, illuminated on both sides, the steamship rises in the form of which the Palace of Pioneers is built. And somewhere in there, in the distance, the stern Defender of Arctic, Alyosha (Alex) monument stands.
How I love these places! And now they gave me strength.
I came out on the bus stop, after experiencing by the trolleybus of the famous climb from Chelyuskin Street, and went down a bit to the ice-hole, where it is often in the winter you can find courageous walrus - fans of winter swimming.
But today no one was there.
The ice-hole slightly covered with ice. But it was like a spider web, which means that today there was someone. Otherwise ice would have been much thicker. Perhaps they have already swum today and now are warming by tea in their homes.
I was standing near the water, and it was surprisingly good and calm for me. As if my chaotic life finally began to enter the phase of resolving the crisis.
I stood there for several minutes, in a pleasant reverie. Squatted down and scooped up a little of some icy water. Oh, how cold!
And then, near the water, at the end of the ice-hole, I noticed something strange. There appeared a bright haze, cloud. I held my breath and leaned forward, eager to see it better. The cloud quivered and shimmered in different colors. It was dim, for sure, invisible from a distance. There was nobody around, and I was the only witness to its emergence. Suddenly it began to flicker more and more, and then began to thicken, trying to take some form. At first it was a ball. Then the ball drew itself into an elongated, vertical ellipse. And finally, the ellipse formed head and limbs.
Doubt remained - right in front of me out of nowhere a man was appearing.
Blonde straight hair to his shoulders, waving in the wind (he was hatless). Dark gray coat and black-and-white scarf. Hands without gloves.
It was he! And he's not dead!
The first time I was present during the process of the emergence of something dense and concrete from the air, and I was little to say flabbergasted. This does not jibe with all that, I'm used to. In my world, things do not appear out of nowhere and disappear into nowhere. They are lost, yes, but more often then we find them - at home or somewhere else. But this case is so incredible!
The man shook off the last shreds of shimmering mist from which he has just been come out, and by which he was a second ago. And then walked around the ice-hole and went towards me.
- You're alive!
He smiled warmly, cheerfully embraced me, and said:
- How am I glad to see you again!
- God, you're really alive! You did not die! - I cried, trembling with joy and bouleversement from everything that happens.
The stranger just calmly and friendly was looking at me. As at a child, that much remains to be explained.
I did not take offense at this. Well, I knew that, really, feel and behave like a child. Stupid, ruptures ... And how can you even feel yourself close to something magical that happens right next to you, and part of what you've become?! So I was not particularly worried because of my immediate reactions.
He seems, too. His words confirmed my thoughts.
- You're so wonderful!
And then I allowed myself too much. I blurted out:
- Maybe you fell in love with me?
And I convulsively held my breath. Yes, the human in me is more than enough. I realized within myself that sexual desire is nothing compared to the problems of eternity.
The Teacher smiled, but not ironically, but in a kind way.
- Oh, Sparkle. Well, yes and no. You are absolutely right - the human in you is very much. But that's okay. After all, you are the human...
I stared at him, wide-eyed.
He read my thoughts?!
But I foresaw this ability in him, so what surprised now?
- Do not worry. In you there is no any thought that would terrify or torment my mind. All of them are normal and natural. And the fact that I can read them too is normal and natural, just for me.
How do I name him?
As only this idea was born in me, the answer followed:
- Do you like the name “Oleg”?
- Yes, it’s my favorite.
- That's fine. So can call me.
“Oleg” - I said to myself, trying as it sounds. The perfect name as its owner.
But who is he?
- I'll tell you ... later. And I do not come to harm you. Neither you nor anyone else from the people. Vice versa. My friends and I want to change your life. With respect to humanity there is an unprecedented plan. And I am one of those who try to carry it out.
This means that humanity is not alone, as it was hoped. And there are those who want to help us. And this wonderful man next to me is one of them. Probably there are many of them. I touch to something great and beautiful!
Joy was throbbing in my body, gently was spreading by waves from the heart and the head. I thought I had become a small star, and now is huffing into the surrounding space the rays of grace.
My new friend, meanwhile, began to make passes by hands, pumping the energy into himself and around him. I felt it because the air around me heated up. There was a maelstrom that by vortices rotated around my Master. And the snow next to him began to melt. The gaze of Oleg was fixed somewhere far away, where he looked at something invisible to me. Oh, wow! I noticed that his legs slightly left the snow underneath. He hovered above the ground! Not in a dream, but in reality!
This last fact completely shocked me. I looked around, checking if there are any witnesses to such phenomena. There was no one. Usually somebody is here at this time. People walk their dogs, or just breathe the air before bedtime. Now the clock was half past nine. It's time for the evening stroll. But, oddly enough, there was not a soul. Maybe Oleg made this? I read somewhere that, for example, in the Himalayas, in the area of Mount Kailash, saints establish a special energy protective field. And anybody without their knowledge especially with bad intentions can’t go to their habitat.
There is no doubt this man possesses what we humans call magic. He can penetrate into consciousness and read thoughts. He can fly and arise out of nothing. These miracles I have seen with my own eyes, and there's no one to tell me that I slept or dreamed, because I have a normal, stable mind, all my friends will confirm this.
My life became more and more interesting with each passing hour, every minute. I guessed that it's just the beginning, and that perhaps it will touch me too. I mean, that maybe I will can also do something like that, if not now, then eventually...
He hovered over the ice and snow of Semenovsky Lake. His hair, electrified by unknown to me energy, formed a sort of halo around his head. Now his eyes were closed. Hands folded together, like at all worshipers. Floors of the coat fluttered. The figure rose and fell, up and down, as if it was floating in the flows of the supporting it power. Around us was a darkness of the polar night. On the calendar there is the December beginning of the 21st century and the third millennium.
What am I doing here? And who is he?
Then I heard a voice of Oleg. A voice? No, it was his thoughts in my head.
He said within me:
- I already told you that you by yourself attracted me... us ... by your call. There is a lot of strength and kindness in you. This is exactly what we look for in people. And if we find a great source of it in human, we help to open up even more. A certain percentage of your ability to create beauty is already involved. But it's still very little by our standards. Although it’s very much - for people. You have other standards. – The Master smiled sadly. - You're different from the majority, and so I come to you. I am
the messenger.
I wanted to ask, or rather, shout - whose messenger?
But Oleg warned my question with his answer.
- Those that have been watching you long ago and trying to help.
He said out loud about what I guessed, but I was afraid to say it for myself inside. All this time we lived next to this! Parallel! And have never crossed.
But why would not they just come out on the main square of the city, and openly tell about themselves, get to know us...
I myself broke off the flow of my thoughts, imagining what our good citizens could do with them after that. I remembered the poor Christ and other Saints. People are not ready for direct contact with other minds. They are too cruel, though not as much as in ancient times. The world is changing, but very slowly.
Yes, they were just killed. From fear. People like animals - when fear they attack.
Of course these messengers for sure would be able to repel their attacks. Judging by Oleg they are very powerful. But apparently, they do not want to shed draw blood. They do not need aggressive campaigns. They want true peace. Without a single shed tear. On the contrary – with the sea of joy.
And it requires a gradual approach. It’s necessary to establish communication from afar. First, with a few, and then these few will help pave the way to all.
Yes, I understood everything.
- We need a few of them to help us convince mankind. Slowly and surely to teach people goodness and beauty, righteousness and truth. Will you help us? I? I feel your inner readiness. But if you are in doubt, you can think about and answer later. If you do not want to help us, no one will force you. But we'll still wait - maybe one day you change your mind.
I smiled. I laughed at his words. Because it was like a fairy tale. Good magician asks me to help. After all, I was waiting for something like this all my childhood. And when I grew up I almost ceased to dream about this - because we all know that it happens only in children's books. And suddenly like a bolt from the sky - there arises a miracle. And I can refuse?! Never! Yes, yes, yes! A million times - yes! Whatever it takes! Whatever what would be followed for it!
- Nothing will follow - I heard a laughing voice inside me, - at least, nothing terrible or life-threatening. Fear and threat - it is not our way of action.
- Sounds good! - I exclaimed. - And who is working through the fear?
- The Dark Brotherhood - as we call it. The World Evil.
- And does it exist? So, all this is true? All these stories about devils, demons, witches, warlocks are real?
- Yes. Devil - is evil in a general sense. It is everywhere on the Earth, it permeates it, and we have to fight with it - you, us, everyone. But it is a very long theme. It’s hard to tell this in an hour. - Oleg again sent me a mental smile.
- Remember, Sparkle, most importantly is not be afraid of anything and not to regret. You just live and pray for the goodness. Laugh and love. All life is a great experiment. And you're part of it. And I am. All of us. And all around. Dance!
- Right now?
- And why not? A dance - is the best thing invented by people. Well, except for the songs, and love, and children, and pets, and ...
- Oleg!
- Yes, I'm sorry, I just laugh. But not quite. You get used to it.
Nastya, and now of that important what I wanted to ask. If you agree to help, tell me - yes. Now it is the right moment for initiation. I want to help your development.
- Yes, I agree.
- Good. I will activate a number of your energetic centers - chakras. Not all at once. A few. All at once is impossible, the body should get used to. Don’t fear, I control. Come closer and stand in front of me.
I looked at Oleg - he still floated in the air.
There was no fear, and I went.
Then I felt how something invisible is moving toward me from him, enveloping. I was immersed in an ocean of energy.
- Close your eyes and relax.
- I have already relaxed.
And then I flew over the Semenovsky Lake. I saw the tunnel shining over the Palace of pioneers, and flew into it. And I raced through the maze of energy. Red, blue, yellow, green, purple, rainbow. All colors and shades.
And then something appeared before me!
Suddenly, as if in a dream, I found myself on a sunny glade. Light fell not only from the sun. As if the whole world shone - and the grass and the trees. I looked at my hands - and they sparkled. Then the glade was filled with people - lovely, with smiles, good as Oleg. They welcomed me. They seemed know and love me a long time. And I do them too.
I so wanted to stay here with them.
And then I remembered about Oleg. And as only I thought of him as immediately found myself down on the snow near the ice-hole.
I looked at my teacher.
- Do you meet my friends? – He smiled. - How are they to you? They are very fond of you. Now they are part of you, and you're a part of them.
- One for all...
- That's right. And how are you feelings in your body?
And here for the first time I realized that in me something subtly changed. It was the same old me. But at the same time I was not as earlier. In my head as if the light turns on. I saw everything as something different. I began to notice a lot of details not putting any effort for this. Each snowflake seemed to me alive, special, unique. The air was sparkling - in the sky there was like a scattered handful of gems. So here it is what - "the sky with diamonds"!
I looked at Oleg and saw over him a nimbus. A star extends its rays. And one of them went away somewhere high in the sky. What is it, the connection with the Cosmos?
- Let’s go, Anastasia? You have to learn many things.
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