New Age Spirituality – Journey In The Fields Of Forever ( Part 35 )

I sat silently for a while, gazing at Marla. She had appeared beautiful before, but now she was ravishing. She pretended not to notice as she browsed through a travel brochure, but I knew that she knew I was looking at her.

“Hmm . . . ,” she finally said, “if we’re going, we’d better leave soon. Just three hours left before our flight leaves. I’ve got our tickets. Gideon’s coming later.”

I sprung from my chair and without further delay announced,“Give me a short while and I’ll be ready.” As the ad says, sometimes the best way to handle things was to ‘Just do it.’ I was working entirely too hard and needed a vacation badly. “My carry-on suitcase is always ready. Let me throw a few things in, find my passport and whatever and I’ll be ready. ’Tis better to truly live one weekend than to exist in boredom for eternity.”

“Great! I was hoping you’d come, but we’ve got to hurry.”

Talk about motivation — with lightning speed, I was packed and ready to go. A two-day trip, whether across the ocean or a few state lines was no problem for me. I’ve done so many of them in the last few years that I could, so to say, pack in my sleep.

Somewhat unexpectedly a limousine arrived and in a short time we were disembarking at the airport.During check-in I was surprised to discover that our tickets were for the first-class cabin.

For so long it had been a case of ‘”too little, too late.” Now I was having difficulty adjusting to “too much, too soon.”

“Way to go, John,” Marla explained. “Occasionally,luxury is good for mind, body and soul. You deserve to travel first-class.”

We settled into the flight and chatted quietly as we droned across the skies. Unlike the coach section, first- class seats are always comfortable and I leaned back in mine, enjoying the luxury of peace and well-being. I found the transformation from desperation mode to lap of luxury an amazingly easy one to make.

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