Claudia crept into her bed <strong>and</strong> held her tight much like Alex<strong>and</strong>ra had done in Adishi. Slowly Alex<strong>and</strong>ra calmed down.They finally fell asleep together.And then Gocha appeared to Alex<strong>and</strong>ra. She looked warm <strong>and</strong> motherly <strong>and</strong> not at all frightening. "You cried for me,what happened? I was asleep, <strong>and</strong> it took me some time to reach you. I see your friend Dia is with you."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra told her that she had been searching for <strong>Konrad</strong> in China. She was worried about him."You must never go on a journey when your soul is troubled. You are not complete then <strong>and</strong> in that state your breath-soulmay try to follow your shadow-soul, which does the flying. If the breath-soul leaves your body you die. It was not thedarkness of the night, if you had been whole <strong>and</strong> untroubled you would have found the light to guide you. But death threwdarkness over your mind. You have to thank Dia that she brought you back safely."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra woke, Gocha had disappeared too fast. She had so many questions to ask. How to use flying to heal people?How to contact <strong>Konrad</strong>? But the old witch had disappeared.She kissed Claudia next to her, who opened her eyes with a smile."Yes, I also saw <strong>and</strong> heard Gocha explain what you have done wrong. I see that my reluctance to fly is not unfounded, itis dangerous considering the little knowledge we have.""But you know," said Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, "it was the first time that I tried to go on such a journey on my own free will. Now I knowthat it can be done, <strong>and</strong> I will certainly try again. Would you come with me to the office tomorrow? I have a very ill patientcoming to see me, I want to try to heal him. I have to unravel this mystery. You can rescue me, if I have another hardl<strong>and</strong>ing."Claudia promised, <strong>and</strong> h<strong>and</strong> in h<strong>and</strong> they went back to sleep.The patient, an old man suffering from a severe case of arthritis, could not touch his palms with the fingertips. His jointswere swollen to twice their normal size, <strong>and</strong> his spine was beginning to be affected. He could no longer straighten out<strong>and</strong> walked with his upper body bent forward.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra introduced the man to Claudia, then told him that she was going to try an experiment at healing him withoutmedicine. Would he agree?"Doctor Rost, I am in such pain that I am willing to try anything you feel could help me. What do you want me to do?"He should sit in the chair <strong>and</strong> do nothing, he could read a journal. She gave him the journal <strong>and</strong> sat with crossed legs onthe floor at a distance from him."Don’t be afraid," Alex<strong>and</strong>ra said to Claudia in German, "sit quietly over there, don’t close your eyes or try to follow me.You will know if I am in trouble."Alex<strong>and</strong>ra closed her eyes <strong>and</strong> as Gocha had taught her in Adishi, when she had seen Claudia’s lifeless body on thealtar in the sacred grove, she concentrated on the sick man, letting all her love <strong>and</strong> care flood herself. Suddenly theraven perched next to her. "Don’t think about healing the man, just envelop him completely with your love. Become onewith him. You will know when you are done. It takes only a few minutes to accomplish a healing."Guided by the raven her shadow-soul went out to the old man <strong>and</strong> wrapped itself around him. A strong sensuous tensionspread from her center through her entire body.After a while the feeling lessened. It was over. She came back easily. She opened her eyes <strong>and</strong> smiled at Claudia, wholet out a deep sigh.The man was still reading the journal."Did you feel anything?" she asked.No, nothing unusual, maybe some comfortable warmth in his joints. Nothing had changed. He looked at his swollenh<strong>and</strong>s.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra offered him her h<strong>and</strong> to help him out of the chair, <strong>and</strong> when the man reached out for her, he shouted. "I canbend my fingers. Look! They don’t hurt at all. What did you do?" And not only that, he could straighten his back, notcompletely, but further than he had been able to for years. In tears the man thanked Alex<strong>and</strong>ra.She told him, "Because this was a medical experiment, don’t mention it to anybody. Come back in a few days, <strong>and</strong> let’ssee whether the improvements will stay. Maybe I have to try it once more."On leaving, the old man tried to kiss her h<strong>and</strong>, she had to practically push him out the door."Helena can you come a few minutes? I have to tell you something very exciting."The three women closeted themselves in Alex<strong>and</strong>ra’s office, <strong>and</strong> Alex<strong>and</strong>ra told Helena what had happened. Helena didnot believe her until Claudia swore that she had seen the man get up, bend his h<strong>and</strong>s, <strong>and</strong> walk out. Helena shook herhead, this was a miracle cure."No," insisted Alex<strong>and</strong>ra, "it is really not, I just put this man’s body back into contact with his soul, he healed himself. Or ifyou want to hear it in conventional medical terms, I mobilized his deranged immune system <strong>and</strong> that took care of his badjoints. Let’s see whether his condition will remain, only then may we celebrate."After the first excitement was over, Alex<strong>and</strong>ra noticed how exhausted she was. "My energy walked away with this man,"she said with a happy laugh.They closed their practice <strong>and</strong> went home together.When the man returned much excited a few days later, Alex<strong>and</strong>ra found that the swellings of his joints had deminished174
somewhat, his back was still bent, but neither it nor his h<strong>and</strong>s gave him any pain.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra controlled her euphoria carefully: she had succeeded in curing the man—it was a miracle after all! To preventbeing mobbed by people seeking help, Alex<strong>and</strong>ra sternly ordered the man to keep strict silence about this dramaticevent. He was a simple person, so she did the frivolous thing of putting the fear of a relapse into him should the word ofhis cure spread.Alex<strong>and</strong>ra called skeptical Helena to witness the positive changes in the man’s joints <strong>and</strong> posture. Helena, very pensive,shook her head.In the following months Alex<strong>and</strong>ra tried to cure other patients in this manner but made the discouraging discovery thatshe was successful only half the time. The cases were similar, all involved arthritic swellings. Sometimes the inflamationreceded <strong>and</strong> sometimes nothing happened at all. She could not explain why. The intensity of her involvement seemedthe same, her exhaustion too. However, whatever improvement she did get seemed permanent, at least for the weeksshe had been trying this method.Perhaps, she thought, I don’t love them all equally. That would be the simplest explanation. But maybe other unspecifieddissimilarities existed between these cases. For a long time the old man remained her greatest success.55.<strong>Konrad</strong>'s Return to St. Petersburg1912Putuo Shan Dao, 15 December 1911Beloved woman,I can hardly believe it, we did reach the isl<strong>and</strong> of Putuo Shan! From the city of Ningbo we took a boat, which wascrowded with pilgrims <strong>and</strong> weekend tourists. We were the only foreigners <strong>and</strong> were automatically put into the first classwhere we found ourselves in the company of distinguished-looking older businessmen <strong>and</strong> exalted much younger ladies,many in Western clothes.Wei-ji, our Chinese guide, looked at this crowd for a while <strong>and</strong> then whispered. "Mr. <strong>Konrad</strong>, what monks did you say liveon this isl<strong>and</strong>?" She giggled. "Do you notice? These are expensive ladies of easy virtue. They are on a weekend trystwith these businessmen." It was obvious that she was right: Putuo Shan was a favorite weekend destination for tourists<strong>and</strong> Buddhist pilgrims alike. The pilgrims populated the lower decks <strong>and</strong> were easily recognizable by the large yellowpilgrims’ bags they carried.We soon found that the isl<strong>and</strong> is an idyllic paradise of old trees, fish restaurants, wine cellars <strong>and</strong> Ch'an monasteries. Anostalgic, beautiful place. The China I had dreamed of, which no longer exists elsewhere.For an hour the boat took us down the Ningbo river through meadows <strong>and</strong> harvested rice paddies, deliver us eventuallyinto a sea colored yellow by the silt of the Jangtse river.Junks with red, brown, <strong>and</strong> yellow Chinese sails crossed between the many isl<strong>and</strong>s of the Jangtse archipelago. The sunwas low <strong>and</strong> flooded this picture with warm ligh:. A h<strong>and</strong>-colored engraving from an old edition of Marco Polo’s travels.Putuo Shan Dao, "Mount Putuo Isl<strong>and</strong>," named after the minor mountain on the isl<strong>and</strong> which was crowned by a mastwith colored flags <strong>and</strong> banners. We l<strong>and</strong>ed in a s<strong>and</strong>y bay, a rickshaw took us from the pier to the isl<strong>and</strong> village.It had become dark. We walked along cobblestone streets, between medieval stone houses, trees, illuminated scenes,people eating in a basement tavern, a group of pilgrims negotiating accommodations with an inn owner in the wan lightcoming from the open door of the hostel. Only their yellow shoulder-bags <strong>and</strong> faces were visible. A flight of stairsbetween yellow-painted walls overhung by Chinese elms finally led us into a large interior courtyard with a huge Gingkotree in the center. Unexpected electrical lighting, a three-story hotel, in the dining room sat our acquaintances from thefirst class with their girlfriends."Ah," laughed Wei-ji, "here are the monks!"She negotiated two rooms, one with a balcony for us, a cheaper one for herself. When we returned to the dining roomthe kitchen had closed. Chinese hotels offer meals at pedantically precise times. The personnel shrugged. "Eat in thevillage!"In a most frivolous mood we returned to the streets of the nocturnal village. A fleeting impression of being in France, itmust have been the unusual multi-story stone houses. We came across a big trough, the village laundry, deserted175
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