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Although I know I had dreamed what had happened first, it is only the end of the dream I had last night that I can remember now.

I knew who the visitors were when I heard them coming down the road from the distance.  I lifted my head at the first sound of them, and plugged the tip of my shovel into the earth.  It stood there as I left the work I was doing preparing an irrigation ditch for the upcoming planting.

Dressed in flowing garb of every color, texture and fabric I could imagine, this group of men and women angled off across the wide field.  Laughing, talking to one another gaily, they stepped so lightly in all the right places as they moved they nearly danced their way toward me.  Tiny puffs of dust lifted from their footsteps, but never once did one of the twenty trample in what would soon be a planted row.

Some wore straw hats.  Some wore dark amber gilded turbans, and some wore lavender and sea green veils.  Some wore boots.  Some dainty slippers.  And some wore plain old shoes.

“We have come for her today,” their lilting voices sang.  “We have come for the one who sees today.  We have come for the Seer today.”

I next remember the banquet in the farm house.  Platters heaped with sumptuous food in all its true color filled the long table.  In the seats of honor, side-by-side sat the young woman and the man the Troupe had brought with them, for he had been found and brought forth some time ago.

It was this Seeker who now sat beside the radiant Seer, who had finally found her.  Both of them together had more patience than the stars.

I observed what was happening here as some passed plates, some sipped soup, others were teaching the Seer and the Seeker how to remember the stories of the generations.

I watched their hand motions that looked to me like a secret and specialized sign language.  I especially remember one particular gesture.  With palm of the left hand raised and held facing the face, the fingertips very lightly tap back and forth,  quickly and gently, along a line of forehead just higher than the eyebrows.

This Troupe, these Troubadours, intended only to instruct the Chosen two.  Once taught, these two would become the intermediaries between those who have no formal corporeal form and those that do.

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This post is dedicated to the creator of the SeerSeeker Yahoo Group

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