The Girl Who Walked into the Light: The Secret Guardians, Book 1 by Patrick Rogers

Author:Patrick Rogers [Rogers, Patrick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: New Summit Press
Published: 2023-04-09T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Sweet Grass County, Montana

Hollow Tree Cabin, Absaroka Wilderness

November 2005

It is midday. I arose this morning two hours before daybreak. I stoked the fire, then my spirit with morning devotions, and finally my poor hermit’s body with a breakfast of leftover soup with rice and tea. I have been remembering since then.

Even though it’s been seven years since the akashic first opened to me, chronicling these experiences strums the old chords in me. After all these years, the hole in my heart is still there. But seeing a young Ming—five years younger than I am today—in that smoky Taipei apartment also reinforces my determination to carry on for her. Yes, it’s hard, but I must hold fast that there is some reason for it all, and that one day, all will be righted when I am reunited with her, either in this life or beyond.

Seeing Ming in that record was like looking in a mirror and seeing an angel of light I’d known forever. Beyond stirring the longing in me, it is also an awesome comfort, as if the saints are telling me that she and Sean are still alive . . . somewhere. And for once, for that time-stopped instant, where didn’t matter.

Before then, I’d never even seen a photograph of Ming that young. I only have a few photos of her, mostly next to my father at their simple wedding. She was exquisitely beautiful in those precious photos, but she was even more striking in that record, obvious to all except perhaps herself.

Lihua, Ming’s sister—my aunt, I realize—knew it too but hadn’t held it against her. Instead, she’d been bemused at how her date had been drawn like a moth to her little sister’s flame. Some might judge my father for his paid liaison with Lihua, but I do not—though I’ll admit it was quite the roundabout way to meet the girl he would one day marry.

On the rarest and most fleeting of occasions, a vision of something or someone or somewhere so precious that I have long ago forgotten comes upon me, and a tsunami of yearning rises up in me. That was Ming as I gazed upon her in that record—star-brilliant, reflecting the great inner light she must have carried. And that was Sean upon meeting her for the first time.

For me, seeing them both for the first time when I was seventeen, I cannot exaggerate what it’s meant to me. I have seen my parents in action, which is light-years beyond my previous dim awareness of them. It roots me in who I am and who I’m striving to become. I’ve been with my father while trying to grasp the nature of darkness, as I also must do. I’ve seen my mother, in records I have yet to chronicle, trailblazing a spiritual path I’m trying to follow. In these memories, I’ve lived parts of what assailed them up until the ultimate assault—their snatching.

It seems I am being prepared to continue down the same trail they cut.

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