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Lastly, my mother and I were having a conversation where I asked her why I should stay in Darwin. Then, as she began to explain why it was better for me up here than down south in the cities, a large sign loomed up in front of us along The Stuart Highway that read, 'Free Spirit In Darwin'. "There", she said, "That's the answer for you right there." We both knew by this stage that our trip to Litchfield that day had been a 'guided' experience. We drove back to Darwin with no further incident.
On the night when my mother was to fly back to Sydney we weren't getting along and I was in a distressed state. The new satellite phone rang 3 with a question mark after it, which had become a warning sign. Then as we walked out into the carpark, there was a number plate with 333 on it. Before this happened I had gone out onto the verandah to sit down. I saw the huge outline of a rectangular shape light up on the wall beside me.
It was as bright as chain lightning on the dark wall. I looked around for a possible cause. I walked back and forth a few times looking at the wall, to see if it would happen again. Then there was another bright flash of light that lit up the wall. My immediate thought was that someone must be shooting a camera flash at me. As I looked out into the mangroves, I then saw a small rectangular shape flash out there. It seemed to me to be just above eye level about thirty metres away and again as bright as chain lightning. It was only there for a couple of seconds. The next night there were a couple more flashes on the wall. There was no one else around that could have caused it. So the 'phenomenon' seemed to be evolving and developing, with my own consciousness existing as part of this process, as if we were both intertwined and manifesting in the physical world.
I end this continuing exploration of these ongoing incidents on the anniversary of Binda, Kindi and my grandfather's deaths. I had been sitting quietly on the lounge of the unit in Progress Drive early in the morning. I was thinking about the day ahead when I heard what sounded like angels singing. I was told, there will be a sign. When I looked at the blinds of the double glass door in the loungeroom, they appeared to glow with light. I thought, something odd is happening. It wasn't the kind of light that I was used to seeing in the morning at that hour. There seemed to be a golden glow behind the blinds. I was told to, go outside. So I opened the blinds and went onto the verandah.
I was immediately taken aback by a huge rainbow dropping into the ocean. Even the land behind it was bathed in coloured stripes. The last rainbows I had seen were one year ago to the day. There was the rainbow that had appeared in the sky, right after Kindi was put out of her pain and suffering at Parap Veterinary Hospital. The other rainbow had been seen not long after, as I'd walked alone along the beach at Rapid Creek. There was no rain or clouds to speak of. It had seemed to follow me. As I'd struggled to walk, it had walked beside me in the sky.
As a result of those rainbows, I found out that in mythology the rainbow is the bridge between the worlds from this life into the next. That morning I had been told, this is Pop's rainbow. It was their way of telling me that everything would be all right and that everything was happening as it should be. After a while the rainbow faded and four birds flew across the ocean, so that their forms were silhouetted by the bands of coloured light. I was told, they represent the spirits of Dad, Binda, Kindi and Pop. Even before the rainbow had departed from the sea and into the sky, two white doves landed on the lawn in front of me at Progress Drive. I phoned my mother to tell her of these events. This was just the beginning. "Expect more miracles," I said. |
