Alice 1 (16 page)

“I will tell you only once, Mr. Delaney. Take
your hand away!” He laughed and a couple of others giggled. So I
did my thing, got the howl, and he fell on the floor. Stunned
silence. Then he got up and started toward me.

“
You mother fucking bitch.”

Two of the guys rushed over.

“No, no, let him come. I love playing with dumb
assholes.”

They shrugged and let him go. In the middle of
his charge my Shadow hands picked him up and slammed him against
the wall. Knocked the breath right out of him and he lay there
looking very stupid.

“I advise you never to try that again, Mr.
Delaney,” and turned to the other three. “So, you are used to
abusing women. That is a serious mistake. Give me the slightest
excuse and I will show you how serious that mistake can be.” They
were stunned, so probably don’t know about Shadow hands or how
powerful they can be. And didn’t send out their Shadows.

I went over to Pan and bowed again. “May your
days be long and your maidens sweet. I worship the holiness of
lust. The lust of a man joyfully entering a woman’s slippery heat.
The lust of a woman joyfully opening her legs to the man’s burning
fire. Kindly instruct these ignorant peasants in the proper
treatment of a lady.”

Slowly stroked his penis again, bowed, and sat
back on the couch.

Nice transformation from lust to respect. They
all stood and clapped. “Well,” Jason said, “we never had a meeting
start like that before. And we thought we knew what drama was. I
congratulate you Dark Lady.”

“Thank you. Your St. Francis and Devil at the
Crowleys were wonderful.”

“I thought I recognized you. You sent our poor
Devil back to Hell.”

“Yes I did. I love drama and that was the
dramatic thing to do.”

“Yes it was. Why have you come to our meeting
tonight?”

“I would like to be part of some of your
dramas.”

“Interesting. A female would add many dramatic
possibilities. What do you think guys?”

“I want to know how you threw me against the
wall.”

“Pan loves my sweet caresses. Would you like him
to do it again?”

They all laughed, even Darryl. Good, I don’t
want an enemy.

“Ok Dark Lady, your humor fits right in. We’ll
have all our members back in a couple of weeks and talk it over.
How can we get hold of you?”

“Leave a message for Alice with the secretary of
the Psych Department.”

“Good. Thank you for coming. You have brought
wonderful new dramatic possibilities to the Merry Jesters.”

Jason’s Shadow followed me out the front door,
and I turned and waved. He smiled, waved, and went back into the
house.

I don’t know how to play this. I don’t want them
to know I can’t activate my Shadow. They’ll want to know how I
threw Darryl against the wall.

On my way back to Arlene’s from Jason’s, I think
I’ll see if I can seduce the campus rapist. He’s been terrorizing
women for a couple of months. But it’s a big campus so the odds of
his finding me are small. Except, women are advised always to pair
up after dark, and I’m alone.

A guy came walking toward me and brushed lightly
as we passed. We both stopped and looked at each other. Could he be
the rapist? He’s very young and shy, with a slight droop on the
left side of his mouth. He cleared his throat and said hi.

“Hi.” Poor boy just stood there not knowing what
to do. Mighty lame rapist.

He cleared his throat again. “Hi. I’m
Jamie.”

Maybe I could have a little fun with him. As I
once said, shy guys can be fun if you’re not in a hurry.

“Hi, I’m Maria. Where you going?”

“Home,” and looked down.

Nope. I’m not a mother, martyr, or that
horny.

“Nice to see you, gotta go” and turned around.
No, I didn’t suddenly feel a gun or knife in my ribs. He went his
way and I went mine. Life is mostly like that. No chills. No
thrills.

Oh. The rapist found me.

CHAPTER 40

Arlene’s hips are spreading and her tummy is
getting bigger and bigger. She found out yesterday it’s a girl, so
today we’re going to buy some of that soft, pink, little girl stuff
mothers love. Barry called a couple of times. No hope there.

Arlene has spruced up the place and it
doesn’t look like a dump anymore. People are staying and she’s
going to raise the rent a little. See? We don’t need you big,
hairy, smelly apes. Well, maybe to take out the garbage, and a few
other little things.

____________________

Big surprise when I got to Sproul Plaza. The
Shadow monk got up from his bench, waved and led into the
administration building, down the hallway to the fifth door on the
left. Karla’s office, as I’m sure you remember. In the back room he
touched my forehead. There was a flash, and I saw my solid body
standing a few feet away. Oh my, how young, pretty, and
innocent.

“Hello Alice, I’m Brother Timothy.”

“Hi, Brother Timothy. How about Sister Alice for
balance?” He laughed. “How did you do that?”

“When I send you back to your physical body,
make your Spirit hands very small. In the center of your third eye,
the pituitary, there is a tiny sphere, the Divine Dot. Give it a
slight squeeze and you will return to your spirit body.”

Another flash and I was back in my solid body. I
made my Shadow hands small and felt around the center of the
pituitary for the little Dot. I searched for 10 minutes and found
nothing. He motioned to make my Shadow hands even smaller. After
another ten minutes I found it and flashed back to my Shadow
body.

“I assume I get back to my solid body by finding
the Divine Dot in my Shadow.”

“Correct.”

So I made my hands very small and searched.
There’s no pituitary in my Shadow head, so finding the tiny Dot was
very difficult. It took almost half an hour before I got the flash
back to my solid body. This will take a lot of practice. I found
the Dot faster the second time and flashed back to my Shadow.

“I’m very grateful, Brother Timothy. Why have
you given me the secret and how can I repay you?”

“I no longer have a physical body and limited
how I can help others, so on occasion I hope you can help me carry
out good deeds in the physical and the Spirit worlds.”

“Gladly! What can I do for you now?”

“There is a woman dying at Berkeley Memorial,
Dorothy McGill. Please contact her son, 734-4479. On the top shelf
of the closet in her bedroom there is an old cloth doll her mother
made for her when she was a child. Ask her son to bring it to her.
The doll will ease the dying and create a strong desire for her
mother, who will come and provide love and guidance.”

“Will do. Give me another. You have given me so
much today.”

“All right. The rapist you killed last night is
confused and terrified. His spirit is hovering where he died but is
too fearful to see his mother, who has come to guide him to his new
home. Send waves of calm so he can become aware of her.”

“Not sure how to do that, but if you think I can
that’s good enough. What are those ugly worms and their mother? And
how did you get rid of them when you helped the young girl?”

“They are called Brools. You get rid of the
worms by sending waves of love and joy. Stay away from the mother.”
And Brother Timothy faded away.

After a hard struggle, I flashed back to my
solid body and called Dorothy’s son.

“Yes, I will. Thank you. Who are you?”

____________________

Not sure I want to help that bastard. My
gratitude got in the way of my judgment. And what will he and his
mother do when they see his killer coming?

He was naked, crouched behind the dumpster,
shivering with fear. So different from the guy who put a knife to
my throat and threatened to kill me. His mother was frantically
trying to get his attention. She was also trying to get rid of 5
black Shadow worms sucking on his face and legs. I went off to the
side and squeezed the little Dot. Took only a couple of minutes
this time.

I sent waves of love and joy toward the worms.
Nothing. Sent waves toward the closest worm and it popped off and
floated rapidly away. Easy.

Oh shit!
The other four started toward
me, black mouths open. I felt sucked into that awful nothingness. I
will not freak! I will not freak! I threw good feelings and they
slowed down, but then came on. I didn’t think, I just gathered
everything I had and threw it at them. They hesitated, flipping
back and forth. I kept pushing love and joy as hard as I could. Not
easy staring into nothingness.

Thank God they closed their mouths and floated
rapidly away.

“Thank you,” the guy’s mother said, “but why did
you have to kill him? He was so young. He could have been
saved.”

“He threatened to kill me. I wasn’t the first
and would not have been the last. We need to help him now.”

“Yes, we need to help him. A priest abused him
in grammar school and his father called him a faggot. He was out to
prove his father wrong and did it by abusing women. Well, his
father abused me so I guess that makes sense. What sad, awful
waste.”

“What’s his name?”

“Michael. We called him Sonny because his
father’s name was Michael. He never had a name of his own, and
hated Sonny.”

I could feel and see dark-red waves of fear
coming from him. Emotions flow like colored clouds or very light
liquids in the Shadow World. There was a battle between his dark
flow of fear and my lemon yellow clouds of soothing calmness, and I
wasn’t winning. Ok, this is hard but let me add pale green clouds
of caring. I feel at least a little pity for the guy because of his
history.

Ah, that’s better. My flow of calmness and
caring began to push back the fear. But then he saw me, and red
fear gushed out of him again and he tried to get even farther
behind the dumpster. What to do now? Try again. And increased the
flow of caring and calmness.

“Why did you kill me?”

“Because you were going to kill me.”

“I wouldn’t do that. Mommy says I’m a good boy.
My father hates me and calls me a faggot. I’m not a faggot! I’ll
show him! I’m gonna go get a bunch of girls and show him!”

“That was then. This is
NOW
! Look at me!
Good! Now look at your mother.”

“
Mommy!”
and began to cry. She was
gently rocking him when I left.

CHAPTER 41

Summer school is over and the lab closed, so off
to Glacier. I told the Glacier Gang I have a very big surprise. I
can’t wait to explore the Shadow World with them, and I’m finally
going to get to Many Glacier. Oh yeah.

Well, as you surely know, so much for that.
There is a big snow storm on the way and arctic air has come early
to northern Montana. So the Gang has moved back to Sarasota for the
winter. Carmel next year.

I’m so tempted to explore the Shadow World
alone but decided to share the joy of discovery with the Gang. And
maybe I like the idea of having some friends around, just in case I
get in trouble. Of course that is so rare, but you can’t be too
careful.

____________________

David met me at the airport and took me to the
cute little motel on the bay for our 3-hour stimulating chat. I’m
super curious what sex is like in the Shadow World. I’ve read about
astral sex, the direct exchange of sexual energy, but I suspect
that’s just a come on to sell books and ease the seduction of
innocent young boys by older women.

When we got to The Meadows, I wanted to add a
little suspense, so I asked Johnny what he found in the religious,
supernatural and occult literature.

"I discovered the real history of religion. What
happens is some guy accidentally stumbles on some small part of the
Shadow World, and from that limited experience spins a wonderful
fantasy. If he’s a gifted leader or writer a cult is born. And if
the cult fits the needs of the King, Sultan, Emperor, or
politician, a religion is born. Then they have Holy Wars, each side
absolutely certain they have The Truth and God is on their side. So
many useful idiots.
‘KILL THE INFIDEL!’ ‘DIE FOR THE GLORY OF
GOD!’
Of course the rulers have no interest in The Truth. They
use religion to gain money, power and glory.”

“OK, Alice,” Doris said, “we fed you chocolate
cake and blueberry ice cream, and Johnny has done a brilliant job
summarizing the real history of religion. I can’t believe you ate
two big helpings. Your turn. What’s the big surprise?”

“Has everybody tapped the left side of their
pituitary? Ok, watch. This may take a couple of minutes.”

It only took a minute for the flash and shift
into my Shadow body. I looked at them for a moment, knowing all
they saw was the usual Shadow, vacant and motionless. Then burst
into a wild dance, waving my arms and jumping up and down like a
crazy woman. And the fairy bells and the flashing blue and green
fairies were swirling all around me.

When I went back to solid they rushed over,
demanding how I did it. I told them about the tiny hands and the
Divine Dot in the middle of the pituitary, and warned it’s a whole
lot easier to move their consciousness into their Shadow than to
get back into their solid body.

After half an hour Maggie found the Dot and went
wild, shouting and screaming, jumping up and down, swirling around
and around. In the next half hour Johnny, Molly, Doris and Ralph
also moved into their Shadows and went crazy. Betty and David were
still struggling so I worked with them. Both made it after another
15 minutes.

And now the hard part, getting back. What if
they can’t? What do you do with an empty body? Maybe my joy and
enthusiasm got in the way of good sense. Nah! I can always squeeze
the Divine Dot in their Shadow like Brother Timothy did for me. I
hope.

It took two hours and a big struggle to get
everyone back into their solid bodies. We’ll practice going back
and forth the rest of the day, and tomorrow we explore the World of
Shadow.