topic for another time. Otherwise, dealing with these barriers requires only
the willingness to explore them, so you are only screwed if you think you
are. It‘s a choice."
Bonnie adopted an alert pose as we reached the ramp. "Review our
Saturday classes in your mind. Hopefully, you can leave some of your
reason behind before whatever lesson they‘re setting up begins."
Three lanes of traffic merged into one, and we began crossing the
Lion‘s Gate Bridge.
_____Saturday’s Principals_____
The Teachers
Bonnie was thirty-eight years old, and a divorced mother of two
teenagers. At five feet eight, with long reddish hair, ample breasts, slim-
waist, and runner‘s legs, she was a head-turner. Her casually graceful
manner, wide smile, and off- handed wit, also belied a razor sharp mind
that missed little about the world around her—that she was a channel of
Universal knowledge, from a core group of ancient (Spirit) teachers, aside.
These entities were Kha- li, Saa-ra, Kha- lib, Phillip, and Caroline. The
development of this startling transition, from an under-employed
housewife, is chronicled in Volume O ne.
Throughout this work, Bonnie pauses where none seems to be
needed, takes unusually deep breaths, and otherwise appears to be
occupied with circumstances that are not apparent to me. At these times,
she was accessing knowledge, and/or receiving energy from her
teachers—a pervasive fatigue always accompanied the latter event,
coming upon her like a Tsunami, and retreating as a ripple.
Usually, she then took on a formal tone as she flatte ned visions, or
simultaneous knowledge into words, but when she channelled a spirit
teacher directly, her mood became starkly aloof, her words precise, and
she referred to herself in the third person, or the plural.
Over the course of our teacher/student relationship, she was also
being taught directly by Spirit. The more she understood, the more
comfortable she became with the transition from the personality of
Bonnie, to that of a conscious energy-essence through which Universal
knowledge flowed, the more difficult it became to tell when she was
speaking as herself. This was by design, and she kept me informed of
every nuance of what she called the integration process.
Kha-li: His first utterance to me through Bonnie was, "We have been
awaiting you," after which he explained why he wanted to talk to me—all
