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Chapter 6 - Bridge to the PastWe all loved our respective home-planet and what it stood for. Naturally, the best of it was reflected in our new house. We loved our home from the moment we begun building it. Natalia and Jill and I loved it especially as a reminder of the history where we had come from, and all the precious aspects that were connected with that history. Jill called our home, heaven, harmony, the reign of Spirit. Natalia saw in the reflection of the principles of the universe, the root of harmony. Cira called it a place of spirituality coming into bliss. I preferred to see our home as the atmosphere of Soul where Love is supreme. All the parts of the house were prefabricated on Earth. We merely assembled them. It became a symbol that combined the best; the Earth; our humanity; the riches of the universe; and what he had become. We paid the architect and builders with a few buckets full of industrial grade diamonds of a quality that were rare on earth. It was a fair trade, meeting everyone's need. Our house was exceedingly special, however, by the ideas that we ourselves had invested in it. In its atmosphere nothing was lost. Everything had its place. It brought to light even those long past days in which I first fell in love with Jill at the sewer station, surrounded by blooms of Water Hyacinths. Some of the color of those days appeared to be reflected in the color of the marble. Likewise, how special were the adventures that I had shared with Natalia when I first relished her soft, warm, well-endowed female body as a most precious gem of our humanity when we faced the endless void of space. How much had grown out of this amazing beginning? Still, we all knew that in spite of the distance we had all traveled individually, we hadn't reached the end of the road of growing up personally. None of us had. We all saw our new life that was now unfolding, as just another beginning. In this atmosphere of living together and supporting one-another I felt that we had come full circle together. I could even see a way on the near horizon to include my family back home into this unfolding life of light that seemed to become ever new. I wasn't thinking of going back, of course. Olaf was right that this wouldn't be possible. "Except this doesn't close the door to inviting them to step forward into your New World and its brightness," said Olaf. I reasoned that it should be possible to find ways to accomplish that. We had helped save an entire civilization. Bringing my family to our planet, those who wished to come, seemed to be just another small step compared to that. Fortunately I had always been a fast learner. If I hadn't, I might have despaired at the challenge of adding two more children to our already large family. Adding an entire family appeared to be not as easy as it had been back at the ship when Jill gave birth to our son, which the whole crew admired, which had even enriched my association with Natalia. The event increased our happy feelings for each other. Natalia never referred to the child as Jill's son, or as my son, but as the son of the humanity that we were all a part of and reflect in our living. And after we had brought Cira on board who had never been privileged to carry a child, Jill and Natalia suggested that this could be easily changed. So, once again, an additional feature of our association didn't destroy or dampen what had been established before. Cira had a child and nobody really cared to know whose it was. It was human in that it reflected the Soul of our humanity. That seemed to be enough. Now the challenge was extended by the potential of bringing an old love into this advanced new sphere. How could one correlate the rich and new that was won with many struggles and daring steps forward with those Earth-bound traditions cemented in centuries of emotional isolation between people that my wife Wendy still represented and lived by? || - page index - || - chapter index - || - Exit - ||
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