Quanta, My Magical Autistic Soul Buddy
“In accordance to Celtic religious tradition, the soul shines all around the physique like a luminous cloud. When you are quite open up- appreciative and trusting-with a further man or woman, your two souls movement jointly. This deeply felt bond with another individual usually means you have uncovered your anam cara, or ‘soul buddy.’ Your anam cara usually beholds your gentle and attractiveness and accepts you for who you certainly are. In Celtic spirituality, the anam cara friendship awakens the fullness and mystery of your daily life. You are joined in an historic and eternal union with humanity that cuts across all boundaries of time, convention, philosophy, and definition. When you are blessed with an anam cara, the Irish believe, you have arrived at that most sacred location: dwelling.” John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A E book of Celtic Knowledge. 1998
Ethereal beauty, supple, deep penetrating eyes peer into my soul with every fleeting glance- slender, petite, attractiveness, childlike, but strong. Extended, thick, black wavy hair streams down her slim torso. Instantly, I feel a kinship I sense she is my Anam Cara. Not the first nor the past but an endearing, sacred, and everlasting soul close friend. Quanta is her identify.
Not comfortable in her physique, it is tough for Quanta to consist of her restless soul to the confines of her uncooperative entire body. Remaining earthbound is a chore, fleetingly existing, and then absent yet again. Like a colt, carefree, and impulsive, Quanta operates off with abandon, no apprehensible destination. Her wild human body aimlessly glides like an untethered kite responding to the wind, with out goal or direction, enthusiastic by enjoyment, and other periods, operating from discomfort. What is she pondering, or is she wondering at all? Who is this impalpable magnificence with a copious spirit unattached to her human body?
Quanta does not talk or write. At the very least not with out an energetic friend to catalyze her. Yet her eyes demonstrate an simple intelligence, which supersedes my slender capability to comprehend. Her system does not typically react to overt directions from her mind. Even so, her lack of volitional maneuvers does not significantly impair automatic motions, which are fluid in comparison. Quanta walks, runs, and climbs, preventing hurdles.
Quanta seems to fully grasp me on a deep intuitive degree. But the most straightforward directive goes unanswered. She was born silent, detached from our normal perceptual planet. Is she content? What is she thinking? Could possibly I be as puzzling to her as she is to me? Is she a normal younger lady trapped in a disobliging body? I presume, from my limited vantage place, Quanta would want to learn her impulses, manage movements, find out to connect, and make selections. Getting personally prioritized independence and independence, daily life without the need of command of meant motion, or impartial communication, appears to be like dismal to me.
Quanta features me her hand index finger extended, she invites me into her enigmatic fact. “Open up your coronary heart and be a part of.” The elusive nymph whispers, devoid of phrases. Who initiated the ideation? I ponder. Was it her, or was it me? Floundering often in those initial times, we danced throughout the abyss to the warm comfort and ease of just about every other’s souls, two alien beings softening our borders, trying to discover commonality, touring trepidly until finally the magnetic energy of unification replaces doubt. Our souls entangled as 1. For the duration of these moments of union, the magic flowed.
Silently, we talk and listen, scribing melodies of simultaneous figuring out. Succulent remembrance of information misplaced resurrecting from the deep recesses of the soul. But whose soul, I wonder? Streams of words and phrases, crammed with nuance, obscure and opaque, stream to and by means of us like a gentle breeze or sporadically erupt like a volcano jostling me to unidentified sanctioned spots. Mesmerized, I eagerly merge my heart, mind, and soul with hers in a dance of infinite opportunities. This silent mystical enchantress, dancing freely between dimensions, carries me to the garden of blossoming perspectives, a wonderful oasis, simply accessible, at the time she has shown me the way.
The place and from whom did these dreamlike messages originate? Was it her soul or mine or ours? Was it just the two of us? Or have been we each pawns in an unpredictable recreation orchestrated by a myriad of energetic beings clamoring for our notice. I could not discern. Does Quanta feel as at household with me as I do with her? Involving intent soulful gazes, she frequently returned to an absent aloofness, challenging to examine. Did Quanta even care if I was there?
I want to fully grasp her, the approach, and what she wants from me. At any time curious, I get started to delve. Who are you, Quanta?
As if chiding me, she gushes. “I am a beam of light, blended with the air of liberty, relocating expeditiously and repetitiously from 1 inter-dimensional plane to a further. I inspect lifeforms just about everywhere I go.”
Amused, I speculate if I am a single of the lifeforms she is analyzing. “Quanta, remember to describe what it is like to depart your entire body?” I ask.
“When not tethered to the earth’s vibration, my eyesight is a gestalt of colours and frequencies that move at lightning velocity from one area to another-perceiving numerous universes concurrently. My perception has framework and harmony. I am an integral element of creation without moi-primarily based limitations. I am independent and interdependent with all everyday living varieties pulsating in the rhythm of mother nature. Becoming absolutely free of my overall body serves as an attractant that separates me from ego-based mostly entrapments. It is entertaining, but distracting to perform, impact and merge with angels, spirits, and other entities of a identical vibration. It is an interplay of appreciate, laughter, joy, generation, and direction.”
I am pondering it seems like enjoyment. Possibly Quanta is the a person with all the freedom and pleasure. Probably, I need to not intervene. Listening to my ideas, she responds.
“I want to expertise your fact. I require your joint notice and energetic listening. Be sure to, subjugate your moi, so we can circumscribe reality to merge as one particular. Transferring in tandem, we can each gain, forming bridges for just about every other. Your existence transfixes me. It can help me experience related to the earth’s vibration, and will allow me the freedom to experience my human human body without having concern, supplying me momentary shelter from the invasion of unwanted energies. In turn, I information you to a place of recognition, baptizing you in wisdom. Hear astutely, as I direct you to spots of shed remembrance.”
You access larger assumed-varieties by typing with me. The exact same obtain is readily available by immediate listening. We catalyze each and every other, employing a fluid energetic trade, in an personal dance relocating by means of the veil of every day existence to a spectrum of opportunities. During lively participation, our mind waves synchronize. No matter if we are close to or much, a world-wide-web of recognition opens as resonance develops. At the time our link takes place, the mild demand strengthens our portal. Pathways get more powerful by use. In-human being is very best, but nonlocal also is effective.”
As I consider a second to absorb and review the written content, I listen to Quanta silent, impatient, whisper in my still left ear, as she proceeds to sort.
“Halt questioning. Sever your will need to fully grasp. Just do as directed. Reading each and every other’s ideas is easy when each individual of us intends and attends to the procedure. Our merged interaction feeds energetic circuits, which increases the conduction of vibrational frequency and regulates dreamlike particles into organized styles. Connect your intellect and heart with mine, listen, and scribe with me.
Quite a few brave silent souls, sign up for with you individually and collectively forming a subject wherever energetic currents join. These mystical close friends deliver loving vitality extra earthbound. Far more light is the purpose we treasure our relationship with soul mates, who agree to provide selflessly. Adore, kindness, and empathy blossom through our etheric link.
Each and every pairing of souls differs. Magnetic catalysts pay attention and belief. They communicate to our souls, and we respond. Mutual respect mandatory for sophisticated inter-dimensional transmissions. When the moi is eager to serve the divine, efficiency will increase with each and every speak to. The purity of unencumbered feelings is specifically relevant to the reliability of the message. When merging souls, the coronary heart produces the strongest magnetic pull.”
Down below is Quanta’s poetic description of our “anam cara” pairing.
We are so close now. You will need me, and I need to have you. Our link delivers us dwelling, entirely aware we have developed closer than hummingbirds, singing each other’s tracks and merging our souls as we fly along. Achieving the summit, we glimpse down. You are remembering in which we went and realizing what we have discovered.
Even with Quanta’s mentoring, I have interludes of dropped religion. Encouraged messages and consciousness-growing phenomena ignite me anew. Barriers in my minimal imagining proceed to dismantle by demonstrations of atypical telepathy, telekinesis, and disappearing objects. For illustration, on various occasions, Quanta typed on my Apple iphone with no touching it. Or my Iphone frequently turned on to a downloaded podcast on telepathy, or therapeutic tunes. Objects frequently disappeared, moved, and reappeared. These mysterious happenings transpired no matter whether we ended up with each other or miles aside.
Residing hundreds of miles apart, Quanta and I are rarely bodily with each other any more. We largely meet up with by way of the ethers, demanding increased religion in our union. Throughout these moments of shared inspiration, our two souls glide collectively, often inviting other folks, preferred and ready to adhere to our shared industry to advance our journey. I hear and scribe. Hopefully, my nonlocal listening as a result of the ethers strengthens our pathway. My encounters with Quanta and other soul friends counsel that when we be a part of our souls and mirror each and every other’s souls, we are at house!
