Betwixt and Between: A true remberance of the time betweens lives (Part1)

Betwixt and Between

By G. C. Copyright 2000

I was somewhere on the far side of the universe admiring God’s handiwork when the summons came. Suddenly I went from buzzing planets to being drawn inexorably back to my home base. I suppose that I might have been able to resist, but I suspect that I would have ended up being where I was supposed to be anyway. Where I was supposed to be was a place that I think of as being a cloud. This cloud is more of an entrance than a place, though. From the entrance I could see the parts of the galaxy that were close by. I could see the Earth, the moon, Mars, Venus and all. The Elder who was my guide was waiting for me. He said, “You know, you can find more places and things to do to get out of doing what you’re supposed to be doing than anyone I’ve ever seen. If you would channel your energy more constructively you could be a great leader. Now it is time for you to incarnate again. Remember that you must make up for you past deeds. “How can I make up for them,” I asked? The elder said, “Well, there are several ways for you to make up for your past mistakes, but you have made many. That will narrow your options. You led many people down the wrong path due to you zeal in your recent incarnation as a minister. You did many things that you feel you must atone for during the time when you were a prostitute in the old west days. The time when you were a gunfighter caused you to have some catching up to do. Then there were the times during what you think of as the dark ages. Although you tried to do the right thing to protect your people, you made many mistakes and killed many unnecessarily. So you have much karma to overcome.” I felt it necessary to protest feeling that perhaps the elder was being too hard on me. I said, “But at least I had good intentions! I didn’t do bad things on purpose!” The Elder smiled as he said, “It was not I who judged you. You have judged yourself and found that you need to do many things to make atonement to many people. Perhaps the best thing is to examine the options. You need to make up for many things to many people. It is most important that you do so, for the group plans to move to a new home on the far side of the universe when we finish the current round of incarnations. We certainly want you to migrate with us. Besides, if you think you’ve ever felt alone, I can assure you that you haven’t until your group migrates without you. You must try your best this time.” I said, “Where will I live?” The elder touched some type of device that dropped down from the ceiling or the top of the wall. A map of the United States was shown. He pointed to North Carolina. The elder said, “You would live here.” He pointed to an area just to the south and east of a small mountain range called the ‘Brushies.’ I looked at the map and said, “I don’t want to live there. I want to go to Tibet again.” The elder said, “There is no way that you can catch up in Tibet. Besides, all kinds of bad things are afoot in Tibet now and will be for years to come. No Tibet is not a wise choice.” I said, “Well what about Wales? I’ve liked living in Wales in the past.” The elder said, “I don’t mean that you can’t go to one of these places. You can, but you will not be able to rectify many mistakes, and the group will leave without you. We fed the information into the computer and the area I’ve just shown you will allow you to make the most progress of any place in the world.” I looked at the map again. I said, “Well how about 50-60 miles farther west. Those big mountains look like something that I’d like.” The Elder smiled gently as he said, “The best combination of circumstances for your success will occur in the spot that we have chosen. It is really important that you go there. You will be born into a family of people who you knew in your incarnation in Wales where you were the Gwalchmai. I said, “The Gwalchmai? What is that? I don’t remember that.” The Elder said, “The Gwalchmai was a title. It meant the “Hawk of the Battlefield.” Unfortunately, you have some making up to do with these people. They have done real well, but you have some things to atone for. During your incarnation as the Gwalchmai you did much good, but also some bad, too. Now it is time to make amends. By the way, the area where you are going looks much like Wales. I think that you will be happy. Besides when you want to go to the bigger mountains, they have those new buggies...cars I believe they call them, you’ll be able to get to the area you pointed at in about an hour or two.” I looked at the map again. I thought to myself, “There is no way!” The elder read the look on my face and smiled broadly as he said, “It is true! I wouldn’t have believed it myself, but I’ve been monitoring that new gizmo, television and they have races where the cars go well over a hundred miles per hour. Who would have believed it?” I told him that the only reason I did was because of his status as a near saint. The elder denied any such status as he said, “You only have to stay one step above the student to be a teacher. By the way, you might consider a career as a race car driver. After all, it’s just entertainment for the people, but eventually the pay will get good, and I promise you will love the adrenaline rush. Some other things to consider are any kind of career where you have an effect on many people. You might consider politics, entertainment, and sports. If you incarnate as a handicapped person you will make extra gains because of the adverse conditions.” I thought for a short time and then asked, “What kind of music is popular now. I might like to sing. You know I used to be a bard.” The Elder said, “Yes, of course, I know that. I was there too, remember?” The elder produce an image on the screen which had formerly displayed the map. There was a group of four men singing gospel songs in four-part harmony. I knew right then that I did, indeed want to sing. The elder said, “I know how you feel the Chuckwagon Gang is a really good group. I love to hear them sing. The joy that you get from listening allows them to work off their own bad karma quicker. Let me see if I can find this new guy from Arkansas. His name is Elvis something or other...Pressley, I believe.” We listened to Elvis for awhile. The elder said, “ You are listening to one of the best voices that has ever been created. Elvis is a really nice guy who is trying to make up for some really bad things. I hope that you get a chance to meet him sometime. You two would like each other. Now let us go choose your body and voice