For Lilian and the Indigos - Above Top Secret

Chapter 9
Lee and I awoke, tangled in each other’s limbs. “Good morning, Beautiful,” Lee
murmured into my ear. I nuzzled his neck in response, feeling the warm firmness of his
body pressed against mine. Our passion built slowly as we kissed and stroked and sought
the spots we knew so well would bring the other pleasure. Then we boiled over into one
another’s climax, to rest then and whisper our gratitude and love.
“Let’s read more of the diary,” I finally suggested as our sea of love came to a calm,
sending the request for the book to be brought again. Silently the ’bottie slipped into the
room, placed the pile on the bed beside us, and moved out again to where it awaited the
next request. I lifted the book and brought it between us, thumbing through the pages to
where we left off.
April 3, 2009
I hope I have a job when I get back from my experience on the Report
discussing the abundance paradigm. I told my boss today about it,
explaining that I needed a week off – that I would do it without pay, even
– and she said she didn’t know if she could let me go for that long. I
pleaded with her, asking her for the time. She still seemed unmoved, but
said that if she could get by without me she would; if not, there were a
hundred others she could hire on the spot for my job. And so, I might be
out of a job when I get back.
Oh man, this sucks. It’s hard enough trying to make my meager pay
stretch to cover rent and food. Without the money, I guess I’ll be back at
the Red Cross, once again with only the clothes on my back. The
economy is so bad, and the boss is right. A hundred others would snatch
my job up in a heartbeat.
I don’t know who else to rant to, dear diary, but you. I keep thinking
about how different life would be in abundance, not just for me, but for
those hundred who hope for my job. For those hundreds of thousands of
homeless on the streets of this country. For the millions dying of thirst
and starvation around the globe. To think that every one of those people
would have nothing worse to worry about than what they want to do
today. How wrong things are now. How right they could be.
How right WE could make them IF we chose to.
Well, I guess I will hope for the best. That is really all I can do. That and
posting the concept of abundance anywhere and everywhere on the Web.
Try to reach as many people as I can, motivate them to spread the concept
– and that isn’t tough when they finally “get it.” Those that “get it” are