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 Excerpts from Emissary of Love
 
Thomas' Message
The next day I would interview the other two children who were living at
the monastery. I wondered why I hadn't seen any of them playing or even
walking around the property since I arrived.  There was no way for me to know
where they were staying or where they had their own classes, if that's what
they were called.  It seemed that the veil of secrecy was drawn even there,
and I wondered why.  Were they kept together or separate?  Did they learn as a group or were their lessons conducted privately?  These were some of the
questions that ran through my mind, and I wondered if I would ever find out
the answers.

There was a knock on my door very early the next morning. When I answered
it one of the other brothers stood there and without saying a word, motioned
for me to follow.  I quickly splashed some water on my face, and without so
much as brushing my teeth left the room and followed him down the hall and
down the stairs.  It was only around 6:30 am, and I remembered hearing the
monks chanting their morning office while I was still half asleep.  The sound
entered my dreams and I thought I was back at my own childhood church.  As I
followed the monk away from the building and down a narrow path I began to
remember the details of my dream.

I was an altar boy and mass was about to begin.  I was standing on the
altar looking around for the priest to start the mass, and then I realized
that the whole church was filled.  The congregation sat there looking at me as
if I should know what to do.  I looked in the sacristy and no one was there.  I
came back out to the altar and still there was no priest.  Finally a man stood
up and said: "Go ahead and begin without him."  And so I did. In fact, I said
the whole mass on my own, including the consecration of the Blessed
Sacrament, while standing there wearing an altar boys outfit.  And yet it
seemed so natural, as if I was supposed to be doing it.  The people came to
communion and took the host from my hand.  Then I washed the chalice and
opened the lectionary for the final prayer.  That was when the knock on the
door came and the monk appeared, and next thing I knew I was marching through an open field with him.

"Where are we going?" I asked. He didn't seem to understand what I was
saying and shrugged his shoulders.  Minutes later we came to a beautiful
outdoor altar surrounded by tall rose bushes.  I could see Br. Matthias
standing there waiting for us, and there was someone with him.  It was a young boy, probably the third child I was to interview.  The boy looked to be about ten years old and closely resembled how I remembered Marco to look.  He had short dark hair and deep eyes that seemed to look right through me as I approached.  The monk led me to the altar where we stopped in front of Br.
Matthias.

"Good morning," he said, then nodded to the other brother who turned and
left. "You are probably wondering why I asked for you to be brought here
instead of the room where the other interviews were done.  But before I answer those questions I want to introduce Thomas to you.  He is another one of our children." He said something to Thomas and listened to the boy's answer. Then Br. Matthias laughed. "Thomas said that he feels like you look, like you both should have been left alone for more sleep."

"Yes, he is very perceptive," I said. "Tell Thomas that I am very happy
to meet him."

Br. Matthias did that then turned back to me. "This is a very special
place because it is where the first mass was said on this property. There was
once a chapel here but it was destroyed about a hundred years ago.  It is a
very sacred place for us and the other monks, and I thought it would be a
good place to meet and talk to Thomas."

"Why?" I asked him.

"Because we have found that some of the children, Thomas in particular,
seem to do better outside. I think it has something to do with nature, being
away from artificial environments. Besides, I have kept you inside far too
much and it is such a beautiful morning. I thought it would be a nice
change."

"Does Thomas have a special ability like the other children?" I asked him.

"Yes he does. Thomas is able to look through things, sometimes even
walls. I'm not sure if that is exactly what he is doing, but it is the best
explanation. He is able to see other places in his mind, or read things that
are written on pieces of paper then folded up and put in an envelope. If you
would like we can give him something now and he can hold on to it for awhile.
It sometimes takes a little while for him to see it. He will sometimes talk
to us and seem to forget about the paper, then out of the blue he knows."
Br. Matthias gave me a piece of paper, a pen and an envelope and told me
to walk over to where neither one of them could see me. I was then to draw a
simple picture on the paper, fold it up and seal it in the envelope. He would
normally have someone write a word, he said, but since I cannot write in
Bulgarian, and Thomas cannot speak English, he felt this would be the better
option. I did what he asked, drawing the picture of a house with a bright sun
over the roof. The sun had wavy rays of light coming from it, and the house
had only two windows, both on the second floor. I licked the envelope and
sealed it tight.

"Now give it to Thomas," Br. Matthias said.

I held it out to the boy and he immediately placed it under his arm pit.
"What is he doing?" I asked.

"That is just how he does it. He always places it there and believes it
works better that way. Maybe it does, or maybe it's all in his mind. I don't
know. But now we'll wait and see if he gets any strong impressions."

Thomas said something to Br. Matthias in Bulgarian, who then responded in
what felt like a surprised tone. Thomas seemed to want him to ask me
something, but Br. Matthias didn't seem to want to.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

""No, there is nothing wrong," Matthias said to me. "Thomas keeps saying
that he wants you to celebrate mass (ob) at this altar, but I told him you are not
a priest, but he is insisting...I don't know why."

"He wants me to celebrate mass?" I asked, but by then Thomas was saying
something else and Matthias listened.

"He said that the altar boy outfit was only a symbol," Matthias related
to me. "I don't understand, but he said that it is about the child within
you, the part of you that knows how to use the Gift." Matthias listened
again. "He also says that you celebrating mass is about the communion you
need to experience with the Gift within you. Only then will you be able to
help them, help the children fulfill their mission."

"This is amazing," I said to him.

"As I said, I do not understand myself, so maybe you can tell me what you
think it means."

I told Matthias about the dream I had which was interrupted by the monk
knocking on the door. Thomas had interpreted every detail.

"Will you ask him why the priest wasn't there?" I asked Matthias. "I
somehow feel that this is an important element."

Matthias asked Thomas this question in Bulgarian, then listened to the
answer. When Thomas spoke his eyes darted back and forth as if he was looking inside his brain for the answer. He was also shifting his weight back and forth, something he didn't do normally, only when he was accessing whatever data he required.

"He says that it is time for you to let go of the church of your childhood," Matthias said. "It cannot serve you where you are now, except in new ways. He said that you are trying to hold on to the old patterns and use them to help you do new things. It won't work. Don't wait for anyone, just stand up and say what you need to say, and the people will be fed."

"How does he know this?" I asked.

"How do any of them know these things? That's why they are here, to learn
how to use the Gift responsibly. If Thomas really has accessed your dream
then it's the first time. I have never seen him do this before, but it really
doesn't surprise me. They are constantly developing new skills, partly
because they are around each other. Their power seems to increase when they
are around other children like themselves, like osmosis."

Once again, I will relate the rest of the conversation with Thomas as if
we had it without an interpreter. We sat down on a bench in front of the
altar and the conversation began.

"Thomas, have you ever seen what a person dreamt before?" I asked him.
"Maybe once or twice, but I've never told them before."

"So, why did you tell me?"

"Because you asked me too. When you were walking toward us I could feel
you asking me about the dream, wondering what it meant. I saw what it was and decided to tell you."

"But I don't remember asking you anything," I said.

"It was the thought beneath your thought. You may not have known you were
asking, but you were. I heard it like an echo, and I knew what it meant. I've
been hearing echoes like that for a little while now. At first all I heard
was the main thought. But then I heard the next level, and sometimes even a
third, the thought beneath the thought beneath the thought. No one is ever
aware of those, but they are still there."

"Do you try to read thoughts, or does it happen by itself," I asked him.
Thomas thought for a moment, then said: "I think it's both. Sometimes I
hear something, and then I can't help but listen deeper. It's almost like I
can't help it, and it probably isn't such a good thing. Brother Mathias says
that we should always ask permission so that we don't intrude."

"Thomas, a few minutes ago you said that I had to experience a communion
with the Gift if I'm to help the children complete their mission. First of
all, will you tell me what you think the children's mission is?"
"I don't really know how to say it, but it has to do with asking our
question. Everyone needs to hear the question, and that is why more and more children are coming who have the Gift. But maybe you need to tell people that we're here, then it will make it easier for them to understand. That's why Marco found you, to being you here."

Once again, I saw that look in Matthias' eye that told Thomas not to talk
about Marco. If I wasn't so intrigued by the children and where they lived I
would have chosen to be suspicious, but I decided to wait until the right
time to question him.

"I'm sorry," Matthias said, "but I only want the children to speak about
their own experiences, not someone else's. I told you that I would answer all
your questions about Marco, and I will. Please, continue the conversation."
"Thomas, why do you want me to help you ask your question?" I said.
"I don't know...I'm not the one who picked you...someone else did."

"Marco?"

"I don't know, but maybe."

I could see that I wasn't going to get much further if I continued to
question him about Marco, so I changed the subject."

"Do you want me to write a book about the Children of Oz?" I asked. "If
that's what you want I could do it very easily. I think that people want to
hear this message, and they will want to know about you as well."

"A book?" he said as his eyes widened. "You could write a book about us?
That would be great. What would you say?"

"I would write about my experiences with you and the other children, and
I would write about the question you are here to ask the world. I think that
many people would be interested in a book like that."

He jumped off the bench and the envelope fell out from beneath his arm.
He picked it up and handed it back to me.

"It's a house with a sun above it," he said in a matter of fact tone.

Then he became excited again and said: "Would I be in the book...would you
tell them about how I saw your dream?"

"Yes, if you would like me to."

"I do want you to...that would be fantastic."

"Thomas, how long did you know what was written on the paper?" I asked.
He looked away, then at Br. Matthias as if what he said might get him in
trouble.

"I knew before you handed it to me," he said. "I didn't want to tell you
too fast. I can't always do it that well, but with you it was easy."

"Why is that?"

"Because you have the Gift like the other children."

"Are you able to read the other children's thoughts like you read mine?"

"It isn't really like that," he said. "When you and I talk with our mouths we don't make it seem like a big deal, and when we talk to each other
in our minds we don't thinks its much either. It's easy for us...it's just
what we do when we're together."

"How often are you with the other children?" I asked him.

"Do you mean physically?" he said.

"Yes."

"I don't know...quite a bit, I guess. Everyday usually. But when we're
not together physically, that doesn't mean we're not together. I can always
feel them. I can feel all the children around the world who are like me."

"I've been told that before," I said to him. "What does that feel like?"

"What do you mean?"

"Does it feel strange to you to feel so any children in your mind?"

He laughed out loud. "No, it doesn't feel strange at all. You should be
able to do it too if you have the Gift. Can't you feel their thoughts inside
your head? Aren't you aware of everyone else?"

"No, I can't do that," I said.

"Well, you will be able to. Pretty soon everyone will be doing that. It's
just where we're going. That's what's right around the corner."
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Ivan's Message

Later that same afternoon Br. Matthias came to my room.

"Are you ready to meet another of our children" he asked me.

I sat the book I was reading down on the bed. "Yes, of course I am."

He motioned for me to follow him and just as he had earlier that morning,
led me to the large room on the second floor. I sat down on the chair and he
said he would be back in a few moments. He returned with a young boy that
looked like he was six or seven. Br. Matthias had his hand on one of his
shoulders and said something to the boy in Bulgarian. He then walked over to
me, smiled and held out his hand.

"Pleased to meet you," I said to him as I stretched my own toward his.

The boy turned back to Br. Matthias and asked him something., then looked
back at me. "What did he ask?" I said to the Brother.

"He asked if you are the one they had been waiting for." He closed the door and came toward me, then sat down in the chair across from me as the boy
continued to look into my eyes.

"What does that mean?" I asked. "Have they been waiting for someone?"

"Yes they have," he said to me. "They all knew that someone was coming
here that would help them do their work. As far as I can tell that means
letting other people know about them and asking their question."

"Yes, I know about the question. They all know it as well?"

"Of course...everything seems to relate back to the question in one way
or another. It's strange but it's one of the ways we always recognize the
Children of Oz...they all know the question, though they all express it in
different ways. When we test the children we always ask if they have a
question they want to ask the adults of the world. Most look at us as if they
don't understand, or they say something very niece or ordinary. But every
once in a while they look us straight in the eye and say the right words.
'How would you act if Love were present right now?' ...or something like
that. Ivan here, well, that's what he said. I think those were his exact
words."

Ivan was still looking at me, then Br. Matthias said something to him and
he turned to sit down on the couch. His hands were folded in front of him and
his feet didn't quite touch the floor. He looked no different than any six
year old in the world.

"Tell me about his history," I said. "How long ago did you discover he had
the Gift?"

"About one year ago," he said. "It all happened very fast. His mother
brought him here about three months ago because he was causing a great deal
of confusion. His power is primarily kinetic. He can move objects with his
mind or bend metal, even break things when he's angry. Since he's been here
we've helped him control the aggressive aspects...really no different than
ordinary childhood adjustments. His powers have also been getting stronger,
so there's no real telling how far he will go."

Ivan turned to Br. Matthias and said something, then looked back at me.
"Ivan heard that you're able to bend things as well," Br. Matthias said.
"He wants to ask you a few questions about that."

As before, I will try to relate the conversation I had with Ivan as close
to the way it occurred as I can. In order to make it easier to read I have
taken the translation out and written it as if Ivan could speak English,
which he could not.

"Do you have a question you would like to ask me?" I said to Ivan.

"Yes. Brother Matthias said that you can bend things with your mind.  I can do that too, you know. I was wondering what it feels like inside you when you do that.  When you make something bend or break do you feel like something in you in bending as well?"

I had to stop and think about his question for a moment. "Well, I've
never thought about it that way before," I said, "but I think you're right.
The metal only beds after I feel myself bend, though it's very hard to
describe the sensation.  What does it feel like to you?"

"I feel it bending, then it does. I try to feel how happy I'll be when it
happens, and then I feel that happiness getting bigger until something
happens inside me. Then I look at the metal and it is bent. I don't really
know how it happens, but it does. It's the same thing when I move things. If
I just think about it moving it doesn't, but I feel it move then that's when
it happens. I feel it in my stomach, really. Is that where you feel it?"

"Yes, I also feel it in my stomach," I said to him. "It's a very powerful
feeling. How did you know you could do these things, Ivan?"

"One day I was playing with my brother and he made me mad, so I made a
rock hit him in the head, but I didn't throw it. I just flew through the air.
I don't do that now, though." He became very sad when he said these words.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because Br. Matthias said it isn't nice to use the Gift in that way. I'm
only supposed to use it to help people, or to show love. If I use it when I'm
angry it makes me feel sick."

"Sick how?"

"In my head...it makes it pound very hard."

"Tell me more about that," I said. "I've felt that pounding myself."

"When I use the Gift in nice ways it makes me feel good inside," Ivan
said with the sweetness of any child. "But when I hurt people with it, it is
really like hurting me. Br. Matthias said that it's because everything we do
returns...or something like that."

He looked over at the Brother and smiled. Br. Mathias smiled back. Ivan's
innocence was infectious, and I felt myself relaxing just being around him.
He didn't seem to have the same wisdom I felt in Anna, but he was surely in a
whole different world than most children.

"How is it being around the other children?" I asked him.

"I like it because they understand me more than the others.  But I miss my
mother."

"What about your father."

"My father died before I was born. It is only my mother and my brother,
so I'll have to go home soon to take care of them. Maybe I can use the Gift
to do that."

"Do you know how you'll do that?" I asked.

"No, but I've been thinking about it. Maybe I can make the money come out
of the bank and into our house." He laughed loud and clapped his hands
together, but then Br. Matthias said something to him that I didn't
understand, and he became quiet again.

"Or maybe I'll think of something else," he said.

"Do you feel all the other children inside you," I asked, "all the
children around the world who have the Gift?"

"Yes." And that was al he said.

"What does that feel like?"

"I don't know."

"Does it make you feel happy," I asked, trying to coax him a bit, all the
while wondering why he was unwilling to talk about it.

"I guess so...it makes me feel nice."

"Nice how?"

He looked over at Br. Matthias hoping for help. Br. Matthias didn't move.
"It makes me glad that there are lots of other children who can see what I
see," he finally said to me.

"And what do you see?"

"I see lots of things. I see how people are living and how it could
change if they all lived the question."

"You mean the question that the children want to ask the world?"

"Yes...do you know what the question is?" he asked me.

"I'll tell you what I think, and you can tell me if it's right." He nodded his head. "'How would you act if you knew that you are an Emissary of
Love right now?  Begin.
' Is that right?"

"Yes, it's exactly right...did someone tell you or did you just know?"

"I met a boy just like you named Marco, and he told me. He was from
Bulgaria too, and he learned at this monastery. I came here to find him
again. Have you ever see this boy before."

"Know, but I remember him," Ivan said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I've never met him, but I could feel him inside. But now I don't.
I'm not sure why."

"Do you think he's gone somewhere?" I asked.

"I don't know...I just don't feel him."

"Ivan," Br. Matthias said. "Would you like to demonstrate something for
James? maybe bend some metal for him?"

Ivan nodded his head and Br. Matthias took a spoon from beneath his
habit. I wondered if he always carried silverware there, always ready for a
quick. demonstration when the mood presented itself. He walked to the other
side of the room and put the spoon beneath a large ceramic bowl. Then he came back to the couch and sat back down.

"We've been working with Ivan on non-localized metal bending. In other
words, we want him to be able to bend the spoon without actually touching it.
We started off with small twigs and had him try to break them when they were in another room. At first it was very difficult and Ivan couldn't do it. But
when he realized that the amount of space between the object and him didn't
matter, he was able to break the twig with relative ease. We've just recently
started working with metal again, but so far the results have been
wonderful." Then he turned to Ivan. "Are you ready to give it a try?"

"I already did it," Ivan said.

"You couldn't have done it that quickly," Br. Matthias said, but I knew
he was telling the truth because I could feel him doing it. The look in his
eyes never changed, but I could feel the energy coming from him and I could
almost see it moving in the direction where the ceramic bowl was covering the
spoon. And I also noticed something that I had never experienced before. I'm
not sure if I imagined it or not, but I felt I could see through the bowl. It
was almost as if I could see the spoon bending, as if I had X-ray vision. Br.
Matthias walked over to the table and picked up the bowl."

"Well I'll be," he said, holding up the spoon which was not only bent but
was twisted at least three times into a spiral, something I couldn't even
have done with my hands. "I've never seen you do it so fast, Ivan. You are
getting stronger every day."

"He helped me," Ivan said pointing his finger in my direction.

"How did he help you?" Br. Matthias asked.

"I used some of his energy as well, because I could see him looking at
the spoon. He could see through the bowl , and that helped me bend it."
Br. Matthias looked at me and said: "Is that true?"

"I think it is," I said, "though I don't know how I did it, or even that
I was doing anything at all. It just sort of happened."

"This is very fascinating," he said. "I have never seen this before, but
I think that the fact that you and Ivan share similar aspects of the Gift
means that you can work off each other. That may have very strong
implications. If we can bring children together who share the same kind of
power then they work together. This is something I'll have to think about."
I could tell that Ivan was getting tired, as if the effort of bending the
spoon had taken its toll. "Maybe that's enough for now," I said. "But meeting
Ivan has meant a great deal to me." I reached out and touched his hand.
"Maybe we'll be able to work together some other time, and do something
better than bending a spoon."

He smiled widely and nodded his head. Br. Matthias took him by the hand
and led him out the door.

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