The Carriage Driver³ - Seven Cities of Heaven
Andrew, the ancient traveler, sat, lotus style, hidden from the world by the embracing arms of the weeping willow. Paths crisscrossed the tree heading in all the directions of the universe. If people on the path needed energy, they received it from the air around them. If the people passing by had more than enough energy, they left some in the air for others. That is the way it has always been. That is the way it will always be. An abundant universe was preparing souls for their many journeys. The universe knew, the more that was shared, the more there was to be shared.
In the early hours of the morning, many walked though the Commons, in Boston. They drew energy from the universe, and were better for it. The sight of the tree, made them walk taller, smile wider and feel more joy.
Captain Griffin Chaffey stood in his stable polishing his carriage. Nuelle had been brushed, her coat, bright and fresh. Her mane was combed and trimmed. Her hoofs smoothed and waxed. He took time to share an apple with Nuelle, at this early hour. His destination, this morning was Mass General. The name in the book was of a child.
Levi delivered smiles all over the ward. If asked about it, he would say, “They are free. And they always come back.” At 6:02 Levi delivered his last smile.
At the curb, outside Mass General, Nuelle and Griffin waited. They were in no hurry. Griffin had never understood the taking of the life of a child. Somehow that did not fit well with his concept of the universe.
Levi walked through the front door and down the steps towards the waiting carriage. At the bottom of the steps he turned and waved goodbye to the friends he had made there and hoped to see some of them when it was time.
Griffin stepped down and waited. When Levi arrived at the steps, Griffin greeted him. He extended his hand and Levi stepped inside the carriage.
“Do you know where you want to go?” Griffin asked.
Levi, put his small hand under his chin and thought a minute. “I heard once that there are seven cities in heaven. Is that right?”
“I have not heard that.” Griffin paused. “But maybe, I know someone that has.” Griffin gave Nuelle her signal.
She stepped away from the curb and headed over to the Commons. It was a perfect spring morning and besides it was one of her favorite passageways on towards the destinations of eternity.
Once in the park, there was an atmosphere of exuberance and carefree abandon. Laughter wafts through the branches of the trees and mingled with the melody of mockingbirds. The carriage wheels provided the chorus.
Levi’s eyes took it all in. The joy and warmth, in the air filled him. As much as the hospital tried, joy and warmth escaped them. He looked around there were more smiles than he had seen in the last six months.
The bump of Nuelle pulling the carriage off the path made Levi look forward. He leaned up to ask Griffin what happened. That is when he saw the weeping willow. Nuelle was walking right towards it. Then to Levi’s surprise, Nuelle walked right through the branches.
Instantly, the light changed. The shadows of the leaves danced along Nuelle’s white coat and a marionette theater began to play out for the amusement of Levi.
“Are we here?” Levi asked and he jumped down out of the carriage.
Griffin climbed down and stood next to Levi, whose attention drifted back and forth from the shadow play on Nuelle’s side and the ancient one sitting cross legged beneath the branches of the willow tree.
“Are we here?” Levi asked again.
“That man has traveled the universe for a lot longer than I have. He may be able to give you the answer you seek.”
Levi walked over to the ancient one. As was his custom, he offered a smile. Then he looked at the way the man sat on the ground and sat down and crossed his legs, ‘Indian style’ as his mother would say.
Andrew repaid the smile, and asked “What is your question?” Andrew glanced over to Griffin, who shrugged his shoulders in amusement.
“I heard that there are seven cities in heaven and I want to know if it is true and if it is true which one is right for me.”
Andrew, “Where did you hear about the seven cities?” Andrew, who had satisfied all his curiosity years ago asked.
“I read it in a comic book.” Levi told him.
Without hesitation, Andrew responded, “Then it must be true.” He paused, “Did it tell you anything else?”
“I am trying to find out more. I don’t want to go to the wrong city.”
Andrew pointed off in the distance, directly over Levi’s shoulder. “In that direction is the seventh city of heaven. Many of our younger candidates find it a place to continue their natural curiosity about the universe. There are guides there that will teach about music and how music can make your soul more fulfilled. There is a richness to it that can keep that beautiful smile of yours bright.”
“I like music.” Levi admitted.
“There are also guides who will bring you through the great halls filled with the arts. There are colors there that you have never seen before. Many a traveler spends time in the great halls of art. Art is the history of our collective souls. Beware any group opposed to the arts.” Andrew shifted he wrapped his arm around his knee and leaned forward. “I see an explorer in you. Right outside the seventh city, there is a great wilderness. Many animals, not seen for centuries can be seen there roaming free. A boy of your age might find going on safari an interesting way to spend a hundred years.” Andrew leaned back and smiled.
“You can discover the great civilizations. Those that are different from what is found here on this astral plane. There are outlying places where the citizens all wear silk garments of the finest quality. The colors and patterns are so magnificent that each person is a walking work of art. You can find yourself amidst a kaleidoscope of smiling colors.”
Andrew continued, “I spent a good deal of time in the seventh city of heaven. It is the place where the writers and the poets go for inspiration. It is a place where many a writer on this astral plane go in their dreams, and bring back bits and pieces of a place that they want to share with those that share their smiles. I don’t think you can go wrong starting this portion of your journey at the seventh city.”
Griffin stood by Nuelle taking in the scene. The shadows and light that make up this kingdom of the ancient traveler is a mere dome of branches and leaves, but is held in the same esteem as a cathedral with spires that reach to heaven. “Whenever you are ready,” he called to Levi. “Did you find the information you were seeking?”
Levi sat before the ancient traveler. He wondered how people got to be so old. He wondered about the other cities that the ancient one did not speak of. And told himself to try and reach all of them. He felt ready for the next portion of his journey and wondered if some day he would be sitting beneath the branches of a willow tree with Griffin and Nuelle, and helping a novice on their way to the stars, or at least the seven cities of heaven.
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