Chapter 9; pg. 47
LYN FEELING AWESTRUCK stared at Valla, now a dead planet. She
felt confused as it vanished into the inky blackness of space and a
stunning figure materialized. The emerging form mesmerized her mind.
Lyn felt on fire; she felt possessed. Was she dreaming or awake?
Bewilderment gave way to illumination when the alluring alien
pointed at the night sky. Lyn beheld a matrix of inscrutable symbols that
spiraled and formed a gleaming galaxy. She heard a commanding voice,
“Stargirls . . . Stargirls . . . Awaken!” The ineffable being touched her mind
with a radiant light; and Lyn awoke startled, bolting upright. She cried,
“Stargirls!” They all awoke to a surreal reality. Intuition, or something
beyond them that set their internal compasses for a journey into the
unknown—a journey they could not refuse.
Mad complained, “You’d think we were packing for darkest Africa
or maybe the zoo.” Teasing Sade, “Dr. Livingstone, I presume . . . or is it
bedtime for Bonzo?”
Sade snickered. “Look on the bright side—it’s neither. We don’t
have a clue.”
Mad strapped scuba and repelling gear onto the roof rack and
covered it with thick canvas, while thinking it strange that Sade insisted on
scuba gear when going into the desert.
Sade stood, gazing at the golden orb that crested the Malibu cliffs,
painting the morning sky a lacy scarlet. She marveled at how the sun
transformed the gray dawn into living color as dazzling pink clouds
unfurled to welcome the Son of Mother Earth.
She spit into her hands and rubbed them together, raising her palms
to the sun. “Father Sun, open my heart to the stars, so I may see truth.”
She closed her eyes and stared into the red hue that filled her brain while
her mind gazed beyond to something beckoning her—shamanic
consciousness.
Kundalini energy uncoiled from the base of her spine and exploded
from her crown chakra, a fiery ball of light that soared into the morning
sky while her earthbound body convulsed. The Flower of Life opened
within her. Her third eye used its sacred geometry to guide her astral
body. Sade felt immense joy as she left her body and planet Earth behind Her awareness expanded as she flew past the dark side of the Moon.
Sade glanced back and gasped at the bluish prominences of Earth’s
corona flaring around the moon’s rim as she transformed into a streaming
comet. The sun loomed ahead; she wondered if it was her destination.
Unexpectedly, a red apparition captivated her mind. It was larger
than Earth’s moon and brighter than any star she had ever seen. She
entered its fiery red atmosphere that softened into swirls of pale pinkish blue, and the fluid colors transformed into a cloudy rose-colored sky. She imagined the God of War’s shield, protecting the planet from radiation.
Mars’s blue-violet inner atmosphere exposed two polar ice caps with a
prominent bulge between them. The Martian North Pole was a gigantic ice sheet of iridescent swirls. Like the circular ridges of a colossal thumbprint, encircled by a vast cobalt ocean that stretched toward the Martian equator. Farther south, in the
Southern hemisphere, dense belts of lush river valleys fed the Martian
ocean while, on the distant horizon, a great highland shrouded in a
massive rain cell.
Rising skyward in the Northern hemisphere were white plumes of
smoke and ash from an enormous chain of volcanoes that towered ten
miles high. Sade reasoned it was the Tharsis region.
The dark blue sea lapped the Martian shore, a tranquil background
for the volcanoes’ volatile tempers.
The Aureole Ocean’s surging tides cut enormous orange-red bluffs
into the Martian shoreline, dotted with cotton candy beaches and shallow
emerald reefs that generated monstrous waves. She saw a brilliant beacon
of light reflected off the sea, sending signs of life back to a desolate Earth.
Toward the east, a vast tectonic crack scarred the Martian surface. Its
vertical sides were miles deep, stretching thousands of miles to the
horizon.
Sade flew over dreamlike landscapes until she saw a gleaming
metropolis that towered over rolling savanna grasslands. What enthralled
her were shimmering buildings that formed a sarsen circle, each monolith
100 stories high. The roof’s sculpture curved as lentils that connected
them while an inner circle of trilithon skyscrapers soared high over the
outer ring. At its center was a perfect oval of small buildings that touched
the circle’s wall.
Slightly off the Martian city’s epicenter, a spiraling crystal tower
penetrated golden clouds while five black monolithic structures that
formed a horseshoe greeted the rising sun. Her discovery of the Martian
Citadel of Light repeated across the Martian habitable zone. Some crystal
citadels swarmed with life while others abandoned. She felt mystified by
the cities’ identical designs until their parallel geometry made her gasp and
cry, “Stonehenge!” She heard a siren’s song that struck a chord inside her. The harmonic
chanting called Sade to a sacred circle where she saw a wraithlike stream
of light emanate from each Stargirl. They sat in a whirling-wheel of
rainbow light that formed a spinning aura.
Jill emanated an infusion of garnet and coral-red light into the
astonishing aura; Ali stunning malachite-green; Mad an exquisite citrine yellow; and Lyn delicate rose quartz light. Sade enraptured by the electromagnetic whirlwind and chanting, felt space-time shift. Her consciousness cracked and released a wisp of blue lapis-lazuli light into the sacred circle. Violet light flowed upward toward the stars and twisted into a tunnel of love that linked them to the Great Mystery. She thought,
DNA, the cosmic spiral of life.
Back on Earth, Sade’s body shook, bathed in the Earth’s morning
light; her hands trembled as her heart opened to what called her. Mad
wondered what touched her so powerfully but waited in silence to honor
the transcendent moment.
Sade felt the Stargirls’ untapped power—embodied in their life
works, colorful auras, and mysterious destinies. She found herself
chanting with them as the fiery light purified them. She realized a rite of
passage that opened their minds to their true selves. Suddenly, the
Stargirls’ heart song ended. Lyn cried out, “Great Spirit, help us find our
way; hear our cry.” Sade shape-shifted into a golden eagle, soaring above
them as Lyn’s fervent cry echoed. Sade’s heart fluttered as Spirit-Keepers
encircled them with love.
A commanding voice said, “Children of the stars, we come to grant
you your Earthly powers. Embrace your powers with love and the purity
of your hearts. You will face severe trials ahead. Be true to your quest and
your powers will defeat a great evil. Your powers are the forces of
Earth.”
The great voice then thundered, “Lyn, power of Spirit; Sade, of
Water; Jill, of Fire; Ali, of Earth; Mad, of Air.” The words rang true in
their hearts. Sade glimpsed—at a whirling golden star that arrested her
attention. The Stargirls’ destiny flashed through her mind, like a near
death experience, challenging her sense of reality as to who they were and
what they would become.
She soared over a pink Martian bluff where the Stargirls sang their
song of love and peace, but they had vanished.
Instead, she found a large eagle’s nest nuzzled in the bosom of a
great white tree. Five hungry eaglets peeped loudly; tiny bird voices called
out to life, filling her with joy. She then heard a loving voice, “Sade, Sade.
The Stargirls need you. It is time to go home.”
Sade felt confused about where home was. The planets seemed to
revolve around the sun as usual, but she felt something was different about the stars as she passed the dark side of the moon toward Earth.
Dazed, she reentered the Earth’s atmosphere, burning brightly like the
meteorite that gave them their name. She thought, too much for one mind to
bear, when her spirit slammed back into her chest. She reeled and gasped
for breath.
Mad grabbed her. “Sade, are you okay?”
Sade shivered. “Don’t know—give me a moment.” She bent over
trying to catch her breath . . . she burst wide-awake. “What in the world?”
Mad said, “What’s wrong?”
“Don’t know. I feel weird. My mind is empty.”
Mad laughed. “That’s nothing new—so what happened?”
“That’s the funny thing . . . I don’t know. I do not know why you
ask. Strange, don’t you think?”
“Yes, but are you all right?”
“Yeah, I feel well.”
“Good, we have enough to deal with.”
“Wait, follow me.” She grabbed Mad’s hand, trotted down to the
sand, and picked up a stick, drawing something in the sand.
“Sade, what is that?”
“It’s what popped into my head when you asked what happened.”
They looked at a cryptic pentagram Sade had drawn in the sand.
Mad said, “That’s spooky, big sister. What does it mean?”
Sade looked again, “Hmm, something about our destiny, but my
mind draws a blank.” She took one last look. “Hurry, let’s join the
others.”
Lyn, unaware of their peculiar experience, yelled, “Hey, look at the
fireball of nuclear fusion that gives us life,” pointing to the sun.
Ali said, “Yeah, it’s a wonderful life,” as the sun’s rays warmed her.
“Do you realize the sunlight you feel left the sun 8.31 minutes ago,
traveling at the speed of light?”
Jill laid hard on the horn. “All aboard who’s coming aboard, we have
a date with destiny. Get your boney butts on board.” Her command made
them hoot with laughter, but they obeyed.
Once on board, Mad said, “Look—glorious sunbeams announcing
our journey to nowhere.” She grimaced, knowing they headed somewhere
. . . but where.
Ali awed by the iridescent beams said, “The rays of Buddha or
Jacobs’s ladder pointing the way east—which symbolizes birth, wisdom,
and enlightenment.”
Sade said, “Call me crazy, but it feels like a good omen.” She then
brooded over what she remembered from the astral plane—the star
symbol. She closed her eyes, and a radiant light filled her mind. She thought our quest begins.
