When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat - Webs

ten-thirty, although we had been talking for what seemed like
hours, not counting the “trips” we had made. It felt as if time
hadn’t passed. I looked at him and said, “<strong>You</strong> certainly
couldn’t stop time, could you? Not even you could do that.”
“No. All we did was center ourselves in an area of nonmovement
of time and so it appeared that time stood still. Not
to worry though. All is well with you and your family and the
world, if you will. No side effects.”
I looked across to Rajah. He was sleeping peacefully.
Next to him was a picnic basket. “What’s that, Gideon?” I
asked, pointing.
“Just lunch. <strong>You</strong> said you were hungry, didn’t you? I
brought it with me this morning. Let’s have some.”
Strange, but I hadn’t noticed the basket before. We
helped ourselves to a delicious lunch while Gideon continued
his commentary.
“It’s really simple,” he said. “In fact, very simple when
you understand it. Each person exists in many dimensions and
many systems. Each one inhabits the entire universe, but
most times, is focused in only one tiny spot—the here and
now. But that’s precisely the most important spot in life, the
here and now. From that spot, each one influences his entire
future and past.”
“<strong>You</strong> know, Gideon, our church fathers would string
you up for saying such things. What with all this nonsense talk
about being born again, or having lived before? Surely, you
don’t believe that... .”
He interrupted me again. “<strong>You</strong> live as many lifetimes
as are needed on earth. In each lifetime, you learn and strive
to be better than the one ‘before,’ if you accept time as sequential.
If you accept time as eternally now, then you exist in
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