Learn all About Kaela's Family Legacy
Through this journey, Michaela, a HeartCentred Intuitive™ (INFJ, ENFJ, INFP, ENFP, empath, HSP), faces her own Supreme Ordeal. It is known to many sensitive empathic beings like you: balancing mercy with justice.
Michaela closes the circle of her Heroin's Journey as one who Sees, Hears, Feels, Knows, and Loves the Divine with Confidence, Courage, and Grace in completely unprecedented ways that Amaze and De-Light.
Kaela's Family Legacy
Kaela's Family Legacy: Navigating Between Two Worlds (Journey to Caelum Book 2)
What would you do, if all of a sudden,
you discovered you were grounded
without a way to remain Aloft
above the -Turbulence below?
Michaela needed to get away.
Her bags were packed. She was ready to go. Plans had been made for her to travel to see Kai in the city: to talk with him face to face, and to gift him the book about how Maia had become his Bird of Transformation.
Before she left, she decided to go Aloft, above the -Turbulence in her Air Balloon. But, something had happened to it.
The shock hit her hard. Curling up in a ball she wept bitterly. In her hand, she held a cable. At the end was a grappling hook.
Kaela had been, unwittingly, lured to the ground.
Why would someone do that?
Michaela must overcome her Loyal, Kind, Forgiving Nature. She must learn the sacred balance of Justice and Mercy as she Navigates Between Two Worlds so that she can teach others to do the same.
Excerpt from:
The Discovery – Part 1
9-01-20-2Without a ship to sail the seas on the Waves of Flow, or an Air Balloon to remain Aloft in the Winds of Flow, with her Family Legacy stolen: everything of Value was gone!
The shock hit me hard. I bent over in complete and utter anguish, falling to my knees. My Balloon! My Balloon! What had happened to it?
‘Oh! My God!’ I Beseeched.
“What is it, Child?”
At the sound of the Tenderness, I crumbled to the ground. Curling up in a ball I wept bitterly. In my hand, I held a cable. At the end was a grappling hook.
When had this happened?
Why hadn’t I noticed?
How did it happen?
“Look around,” I was Instructed.
Wiping my tears with my sleeves, I walked around my basket. There was no real damage to the frame.
I inspected the ropes, the carabiners, and the silk. All seemed to be in good form.
It seemed that the only damage that had been done was unwittingly being lured to earth: intentionally by someone.
Who would do that?
Why would someone do that?
No one on earth Knew what my Air Balloon was for, what it was capable of doing! No one, but my Self, could pilot it through the Ethers to Caelum. No one would even See the Gateway, never mind get past the Guardians stationed there!
So, what reason or intention would cause someone to lure me to the ground? To ground me?
Who would do such a thing and why?
Putting the questions aside, I inspected my Balloon. My intention to get away from it all, to fly freely above the earth and all of its affairs and -Turbulence, was strong. It motivated me to keep going despite the inexplicable devastation I was experiencing.
Next, I needed to check on the Essence that Provided my Air Balloon Lift.
Entering my Sacred Garden, I took a deep breath. All was well. I glanced over at the Graeco-Roman archway where I tended to sit in the shade on exceptionally warm days. A smile graced my lips. A whiff of the lilac bush filled my nostrils, as I walked down the stone pathway to the fountain in the centre of this Sacred Space. The fountain, itself, was a Majestic Miracle. Over ten feet in diameter, the water splashed in its own pattern, while there in the very centre was an Eternal Flame. The blaze flickered playfully upon the water’s surface. No one could figure out how this feat of nature could co-exist. (Well, if anyone had ever entered this Space no one would be able to figure out this feat of nature.) That was what made it such a great place for me to hide my Pearl: my Family Legacy.
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The Pearl – Michaela’s Family Legacy - was of Great Price. We had Gifted it to Mickaela upon the death of her Daughter. (That was long before the Air Balloon arrived.) Resembling the moon, within it existed a Source of Luminance – of Spiritual Warmth – that Lifted her Being and her Balloon so that she was carried Knowingly, Directly, Safely and Securely to Caelum.
Watching what happened next broke our hearts.
Peering into the Eternal Flame, Michaela smiled. She Knew that within seconds she would be up in the air, above all the turmoil and crisis and mayhem that happened on the earth all around her. Fearlessly, reaching in she came out empty-handed. Groping madly around rendered nothing.
It was gone. Her Pearl, Her Family Legacy: was gone!
The smile had faded and was replaced with a dark shadow.
Slumping to the ground, Michaela hit it hard. Burying her face in her hands, she wept bitterly.
First, Michaela had been unwittingly lured to the ground. Now her Legacy had been stolen? And, as a result, she was grounded. Her wings had been proverbially clipped.
A form of hopelessness filled her being.
Her Air Balloon was useless without the Pearl.
Without a ship to sail the seas on the Waves of Flow, or an Air Balloon to remain Aloft in the Winds of Flow, with her Family Legacy stolen: everything of Value was gone!
Angels flocked to Michaela’s aid. Soothing, calming, cooing, loving They surrounded her. One produced several tissues while others brought blankets to keep her body warm as Life drained out of her.
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