I have been trying to think of ways in which I could make the Birth Card pairs come to life. I thought that it might be fun to have a Birth Card pair chatting over coffee or drinks. I was going to work with the gentlest Birth Card pair that I could find, just so the conversation would be, shall we say, a “nice, quiet one” Best laid plans, and all of that. The first two individuals that choose to speak were the ones that were the hardest for me to write about – The Devil and The Lovers. They choose to speak over drinks … fair warning! Today’s Birth Card pair are Judgment and the High Priestess. They exist in an atmosphere of calm and dignity. The man, Jonathon Cord, represents Judgment. The woman, Jaqueline Lefevre, represents the High Priestess.
Scene: Andre’s at the Monte Carlo, in Las Vegas. It is a weekday evening, and the restaurant is humming with activity. The decor is in subtle shades of blue, the tables covered with gleaming white cloths. The atmosphere resembles that of a French chateau – elegant, yet understated. Two people are seated in a secluded dining area. The man is tall and distinguished – wearing a deep gray suit, a blinding white shirt with French cuffs, square gold cufflinks, and an understated light gray tie. He has dark hair, graying at the temples. The woman sitting opposite him is the epitome of grace – dark hair tumbling over her shoulders, deep brown eyes, makeup is subdued and flawless. She is wearing a cream colored silk dress, with pearl earrings and a long strand of pearls around her neck. On the seat beside her is a cream colored Coco Chanel clutch evening bag.
The wine steward appears quietly at their table. “Good evening. Would you like to see the wine list, Sir?”
“Yes, please.” Even though he knew the wine list by heart, Jonathon wanted to create a small break in the conversation. He knew that Jacqueline liked to take the time to ease into their talks.
The wine steward handed them both wine lists, then discretely stepped back.
“Would you like to start with a Chateaux, Jacqueline?” Jonathon asked as he glanced over the candlelight at his dinner companion. He loved that she always looked so composed and serene.
“That will be fine. I will leave the selection to you, Jonathon. Your choices have always pleased me.”
Jonathon conferred with the wine steward, ordering a Chateaux for pre-dinner, and a Bordeaux to go with dinner. He sat back, taking in the ambiance of the elegant, understated room. It was interesting, moving in and out of lifetimes, fitting in to each timeline as if they were born to it. He and Jacqueline had the honor of monitoring the 20/2 lifetime. It was up to them to teach people how to observe, how to make judgments in an effective manner, as well as how to open themselves to intuitive knowledge, to the mysteries. Well balanced, the ability to make good judgments and the ability to access the mysteries flowed freely back and forth, like the ebb and tide of the ocean.
The wine steward was at their table, offering him the wine for his approval. He nodded his head, and the wine was poured. Like magic, chilled shrimp cocktails were set before them.
“Jonathon”, Jacqueline spoke in her soft, clear voice. “You are aware of the quickening, yes?”
“I am aware of the quickening, yes. I think we are right where we need to be right now. We knew that with the changes that humans would need to re-evaluate their belief systems, to accept that what was working no longer works, and to define their new sense of purpose. Most are doing very well. It is heartening when they look at their watches, or their clocks, and see the repetitive numbers. It took a small time for them to notice that this was happening, but then they quickly went on to wondering about the “why”, to wanting to know what was going on. No one seems overly upset, and t hose that understand they are being given information from the mysteries seem fine with it. Quite amusing that they are calling it a “mystical download”. Perhaps they are becoming to ingrained in this technological age?”
“Mystical download” is fine. It was the best way that I could get them to accept the phenomenon and not be frightened by it. For them, time is moving very quickly. I personally think that we had a much harder time getting them to accept women in any role outside of the home. Then once we had that reasonably well down we rolled right into the technological age. I do think that we are holding our own.”
At this point the shrimp cocktail dishes were cleared, and two Caesar salad plates were placed on the table.
“What are your thoughts on this 2012, end of life as we know it thing, Jacqueline?”
“Jonathon, please don’t make fun of humanity. We have talked about this before – they are rather clueless about the Mayan calendar, and what it all means. I was quite relieved to see that it is going better than the turn of the century did. We did what we could, but they worried so needlessly about moving from 1999 into the year 2000. They were not technologically advanced enough to understand that they were not going to see computer crashes, that they were not going to lose information, they were not going to lose life as they knew it, and that they just needed to trust in their own abilities.”
“Do you feel that those who are going to be the leaders in the near future understand the task before them? Do you think they are ready?”
“Jonathon, I see two things. Those who are not ready for the new world are choosing to leave the physical world at this time. It is part of their agreement that they have this choice. Those who are going to be part of the new world, but not necessarily leaders, feel the change, and are working with it. Those who are going to be leaders understand the changes they are going through, and are accepting them well. They know that their life path is being redefined, and understand that the one they were on was right for them up until now, but that now something different is in order.”
Their waiter came up quietly beside them, clearing the salad plates and placing their main course before them: filet of beef for Jonathon, and apple stuffed pork tenderloin for Jacqueline. By unspoken agreement they made only small talk as they ate, catching each other up on their lives. At the end of the meal they opted not to order desert, but to go into the lounge for coffee and cognac.
As they sat in a private area of the lounge, cognac snifters in hand and soft music playing in the background, Jonathon addressed Jacqueline: “What do you see as our next step? What do we need to do to keep the balance at this point in time?”
“Jonathon, I think we have set a solid foundation for the changes to come. The information they need in order to not take a step back is being channeled to them on a daily basis. Per our agreement, we can show them the way, but we cannot make their choices for them. Agreed?”’
© February 2012 Bonnie Cehovet