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The Celestine Prophecy
ENGAGING THE FLOW The two priests walked back to the house and I spent several more minutes observing the
beauty of the mountains in an attempt to gain more energy. Then, I lost my focus and drifted absently into a reverie about Wil. Where was he? Was he close to finding the Ninth Insight? I imagined him running through the Jungle, the Ninth Insight in his hand, troops everywhere, pursuing. I thought of Sebastian orchestrating the chase. Yet in my daydream, it was clear that Sebastian, even with all his authority, was wrong, that he misunderstood something about the impact the insights would have on people. I felt that someone could persuade him to take a different view, if only we could discover what part of the Manuscript threatened him so. As I mused over this thought, Marjorie popped into my mind. Where was she? I pictured seeing her again. How might that happen? The sound of the front door closing brought me back to reality. I felt weak and nervous again. Sanchez walked around the house toward where I was sitting. His pace was quick, purposeful. He sat down beside me, then asked, Have you decided what to do? I shook my head. You don t look very strong, he said. I don t feel very strong. Perhaps you re not being very systematic in the way you build your energy. What do you mean? Let me offer you the way that I personally gain energy. Perhaps my method will help you as you create your own procedure. I nodded for him to go on. The first thing I do, he said, is to focus on the environment around me, as I think you do also. Then I try to remember how everything looks when I m being filled with energy. I do this by recalling the presence everything displays, the unique beauty and shape of everything especially plants, and the way colors seem to glow and appear brighter. Do you follow me? Yes, I try to do the same thing. Then, he continued. I try to experience that feeling of closeness, the feeling that no matter how far away something is, that I can touch it, connect with it. And then I breathe it in. Breathe it in? Did Father John not explain this to you? No, he didn t. Sanchez appeared confused. Perhaps he intended to come back and tell you about it later. Often he s very dramatic. He walks away and leaves his pupil alone to ponder what he has taught, then he shows up later at just the right time to add something else to the instruction. I suppose he intended to talk with you again but we left too quickly. I d like to hear about it, I said. Do you remember the feeling of buoyancy that you experienced on the ridge top? he asked.