Shambhala by Marta Martín Girón

Author:Marta Martín Girón
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Babelcube Inc.
Published: 2018-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

“I’m glad you felt comfortable, and good,” he said, satisfied. “If anyone wants to share anything, you may. We still have five minutes left.”

Everybody stayed quiet. I understood that not just me, but in general everybody was trying to absorb that fleeting but intense experience.

“Did anyone have visions or hear anything?” Enrique asked. That made me jump.

“Eset says that he projected some images to several people here tonight,” he said, observing the reaction in the room. “He also said he revealed your cosmic name to some of you who seemed most receptive. And, so you know, my cosmic name, or at least the name these beings have called me from the beginning, is ‘Oxital.’”

My face was circumspect. Was Enrique talking to the alien at that moment? And more importantly, was it possible the word I heard minutes ago would have been heard only by me? Could it be one of those projections?

I was semi-paralyzed. I didn’t know what to think. At that moment, the security guard came up to Enrique to tell him something. He looked at his watch and then at the clock on the wall. He made an affirmative motion with his head and the guard turned around to go back where he came from, with discretion and silence.

“Well, it appears we need to finish up,” Enrique explained. “We’ve used up our time and we have to clear the room, so in case anyone has felt, seen or perceived anything in the meditation practice, if you’d like we can talk about it outside for a few minutes,” he encouraged.

I didn’t know what to do. Should I say something? Tell him what I saw, what I heard? But, what if it was a wild dream? Could I have invented the whole thing?

“Are you okay?” Ian asked, leaning over in front of my face. His question made me realize that I was staring, lost in the dilemma of whether I should talk to Enrique or let it pass.

“Good, I’m good,” I answered, coming out of my thoughts. “Did you like the meditation?” I asked, trying to find out if he’d had an experience similar to mine.

“Yes, I liked it a lot. It was as if I could connect with another part of myself. As if I had a family in the stars....it was beautiful.”

His answer made me open my eyes wide.

“Really?”

“Yes, it was a very strange feeling, like nostalgia and happiness at the same time.”

“Oh, how interesting,” my father said, joining the conversation. “I felt something similar.”

“Maybe we all felt the same thing, that they’ve helped us remember that we aren’t alone in the Universe...” I said, smiling, although inside, I didn’t know why but I felt somewhat disillusioned. “I also had a similar feeling.”

“Could be,” Ian mused.

“Well? Do you want to ask Enrique anything before we go?” asked my father.

“Ugh, I’d have a lot of questions,” Ian said, laughing. My father laughed with him.

“We can go if you’d like,” I said, while I watched to see if anyone went up to talk to the investigator.

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