The new era E-Book

Katharina Doms

• Herausgeber: novum publishing
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 247

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

Young Willa lives with her parents in a small village. She loves to think about life and ask questions. However, her parents don't like this. "What will people say?" is her parents' favorite saying. This makes Willa feel alone and lost in her life. One day, as she sits by a lake near her village, feeling depressed and full of dark thoughts, she encounters Sirona, a shape-shifter. Sirona offers to share her knowledge and her view of life with Willa. After a moment's hesitation, Willa accepts the offer. Sirona quickly becomes Willa's closest confidante. An incredible adventure beyond time and space begins.

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1

The new is coming

Once upon a time there lived a young girl. She was called Wilhelmina. But because the name was so long, everyone just called her Willa. Willa was no longer small, but she was not yet big enough for adults to take her seriously. This caused her a lot of trouble because she didn't really feel at home in any world. She felt lost and lonely, nobody understood her. That's why she couldn't talk to anyone 'properly'. She often walked around sadly in the forest or sat all alone by the big lake near her village. She was allowed to go into the forest, but not to the big lake. She had been forbidden. All children were forbidden to go to the big lake.

One day, she was walking around alone again and suddenly found herself in a place where she wasn't allowed to be. But she loved being here. She loved looking at the surface of the water, watching the glitter and sparkle in the sun, listening to the soft lapping of the gentle waves. All of this calmed her. She felt completely at home here by the lake. It was as if she had arrived. It was like that every time. Here she could disappear completely into her own depths and think about HER life and about life in general ... and also empathize. Empathizing was her favourite thing to do.

What the grown-ups always have, Willa thought. Whenever I watch them , they always look sad, really scared. It's as if they feel completely alone. Just like themselves, actually. And yet there was something different. Only what?

Ah, thought Willa, now I know! They have given up. They have given up on joy and love. They have given up lightness and lost their faith in life. Was it the same with her? She was also often very, very sad. She also felt lonely and alone ... And yet - no, there was something different about her. But what was it?

Suddenly she heard a splashing and a snort. She looked around but couldn't see anyone. Then, all of a sudden, she saw the water part in front of her. A creature of indescribable beauty emerged from the water.

Its eyes shone with gentleness and love. This being looked at Willa like this for a very, very long time. Willa didn't dare look away. As if spellbound, she looked directly into the strange creature's eyes, although her heart threatened to burst with fear. Poch, poch, poch ... It was beating so loudly in her ears.

After a while, her heart seemed to calm down. The pounding became softer, slower and finally Willa felt her heart open up with joy. What was that? Wide-eyed, Willa felt into her heart. Her heart seemed to know more than she did. As she had done so many times before, she joined her heart. She ignored all fearful thoughts and came into her own peace.

"Who are you?" Willa asked the beautiful creature in front of her in the lake.

"I am a being who can be at home in both worlds, just like you, Willa."

"You know my name?"

"Yes, I've been seeing you and listening to you for a long time. Now I've decided to help you and share everything with you."

"What would you like to share with me?" Willa asked the creature.

"What is mine shall also be yours. These are not to be earthly goods, nothing that you could touch with your hands. And yet it shall be yours. I want to give you my knowledge, my view of all that is. Tell me, Willa, is that what you want?"

Willa sat there for a while and thought hard. What could it possibly be, this knowledge, and what kind of sight was the being talking about? After all, she had eyes of her own that could see. So what was meant by the word 'sight'?

"Hm..." Willa replied. "Let me think for a moment. I can't make such a far-reaching decision so quickly."

The creature looked at her lovingly and just nodded. So Willa sat there for a while and thought. Suddenly she realized that she was just thinking! She hadn't even asked her heart yet. Then she felt into her heart and there she felt a peace she had never known before, a joy and a vastness that made her happy. So she took her heart in both hands and said: "Dear unknown being, I want to be brave. I want to accept your offer to share everything with me."

The being replied: "Then come to this lake from now on to receive your gifts. Come whenever you wish. Follow the call of your heart. I will know and be there."

With these words, the beautiful creature turned around and disappeared into the lake. And Willa? Willa went home full of happiness and looked forward to her next encounter with the magical creature.

2

Tell me who you are

Exactly one week later, Willa a set off for the big lake again. Grumpy and ill-tempered, she trudged through the mud that lay on the paths after a long rain. She had completed the tasks assigned to her for the day. Now - despite all the prohibitions - she had sneaked off again.

My God, thought Willa, what's wrong with them all! What have I done to make them behave like this towards me? Am I really crazy or weird, like everyone keeps saying? What am I supposed to believe? Who am I supposed to believe?

She no longer understood the world. After her first encounter with the beautiful creature, she had run home full of happiness and told everyone what she had experienced. Her parents had almost sunk to the ground in shame. The looks from the others in the village had been horrible. She had been able to read anger and annoyance in their faces, but also scorn and derision. Everyone had looked at her condescendingly ... As if she had said something forbidden. And then? Then her parents had taken her aside and scolded her.

"Willa," her father had said, "Willa, how can you tell such a hair-raising story? Have you gone mad? No one can or will believe you. What are people supposed to think of us now?"

Her mother had put her hands in front of her face and just cried.

Later, when Willa had looked at her full of sadness, her mother had come to her and lovingly stroked her hair. She had said: "My dear child, stop dreaming at last. Stop telling such stories. Stop asking such strange questions about life. Can't you see that people are looking at you funny? Doesn't that bother you at all? Life is the way it is. Period. There's nothing to question. For God's sake, don't put us through this shame! Be obedient and good and study well at school. They'll teach you everything you need for a good life."

Willa had then walked away in a deadly sad mood. Were the others right? Had she just imagined it all? Was she really that miraculous? Even crazy?

Time passed and she slowly began to believe the people in her village. She must have been dreaming ... She didn't dare go to the lake for a while. What if she had really imagined everything?

But today was the day! Today she felt courage in her again. She wanted to know. The being had told her that it would be there when she came. Well, she would see it soon ...

At the lake, she sat down on a large boulder and stared at the water. She waited ... And there it was again. The splashing and the snorting ... The gentle waves of the lake parted and the beautiful creature looked at her.

So she was! She had been right after all! All at once, the air began to vibrate and there was a strange ringing in Willa's ears. The beautiful creature in front of her disappeared behind a shimmering wall of light. The air smelled as if it was electrically charged. Just like after a big thunderstorm.

As the noise in her ears subsided and her vision cleared, her eyes caught sight of an old woman coming towards her. The beautiful creature from the lake had disappeared.

The old woman was petite and had snow-white hair, which she had styled into a bun. She came closer, looked lovingly at Willa and finally sat down with her on the large boulder.

"Good afternoon, dear Willa," said the old woman. "How are you today?"

Willa looked glumly at her muddy shoes. "Hm, what can I say? How am I supposed to feel? Not well, as you may know."

"Yes, I know that," the old woman replied. "I've seen what you've been through. It made me very, very sad to see you so full of doubt. But unfortunately, I wasn't allowed to help you. My hands were tied. I had to wait until you made the decision all by yourself to come and see me again. Tell me, Willa, how can I help you? Do you have any questions you would like to ask me?"

Willa grunted grumpily and said nothing for a while. Then it just burst out of her ... She almost shouted it: "Tell me who you are!"

The old woman smiled and said: "That's a very good first question, Willa. I have chosen the beautiful name Sirona for you. I think it sounds pretty and also describes who I am quite well."

"Great," replied Willa, still not in a better mood. "Now I know the name you've chosen for me. That's great! But ... who are you?"

"I am a being who comes from far, far away. We, there on our planet, have been observing you humans on your Earth for quite some time. As you have probably already noticed, I am also a shape-shifting being. I can take on any form that seems right for me at the moment. I am here so that you can receive your gifts from me. Now don't look so grumpy, Willa. Everything is good and right the way it is right now. You're not crazy, even if other people keep telling you that. You're just different from them. That's all. You see things that they can't see. You think things they can't think. Tell me, is that so bad?"

Willa looked at the old lady properly for the first time. She thought ... Well, it wasn't really bad. But: she always felt so alone.

"Dear Sirona," Willa now said much more kindly, "no, it's not bad what the others think about me. The only thing that's bad for me is that I really don't have anyone to talk to, the way my thoughts are tumbling around in my head. Really! There's not a single person so far."

"Don't be sad about it, dear Willa. That's why I'm here now. You can share your thoughts with me. You can ask me your questions ... My task is to accompany you in your life and to teach you. The first lesson is: if you want to tell people something, then tell fairy tales. Because fairy tales can be well received by people ... They are just fairy tales ... The head doesn't think, the soul is touched. That's the first gift I want to give you."

Willa looked thoughtfully at Sirona, nodded lost in thought, stood up and made her way home. As she walked away, she turned back, waved and called out: "Thank you so much, Sirona, I feel much better already. I'll think about your words carefully. Until next time, goodbye."

3

Ask me your questions

A few days later, Willa was on her way to the big lake again. The sun shone down warmly from the blue sky onto the Earth. A light breeze stirred in the trees. The air smelled of blossoming flowers, the bees buzzed happily from one blossom to the next. Today was a beautiful day!

Willa had thought a lot about Sirona's words. The longer she thought about them, the more plausible they seemed to her. Especially when she observed or sometimes overheard the adults in the village. She realized that they were all talking out of their heads. Hardly anyone bothered to speak from their heart. But perhaps she was doing them an injustice. Maybe they had just forgotten how to speak from their hearts.

Hm ... Well, it was just the way it was. But she had followed Sirona's advice well. She hadn't spoken to anyone about her new encounter with Sirona. The storytelling thing hadn't really come to her yet. She had tried once, but had failed miserably. But that was sure to come ... She just wanted to be patient.

Her eyes caught sight of Sirona from afar. She was sitting on the large boulder, her face raised to the sun and letting it shine on her. When Sirona saw Willa, her eyes began to shine.

"Good morning, dear Willa, there you are!" she called out to Willa. "Isn't this wonderful weather? I love the warm rays of sunshine touching my face.  That's the great advantage of having a body, isn't it?" Sirona grinned mischievously.

Willa rolls her eyes. Wow, what does that mean?

"Hello, Sirona," Willa called out to the old lady.

"Come on, Willa. Take a seat next to me. Let's talk today about asking questions and how important it is in a person's life to keep asking questions. You like asking questions, Willa, right?"

Willa also held her face up to the sun and thought about it. "Yes," she replied, "I like to ask. Why do you ask?" Willa grinned. She loved to confuse other people with funny answers.

However, Sirona didn't seem to notice anything ... or she was just pretending.

"What are your favorite questions, Willa?" asked Sirona.

"Hm, let me think for a moment ... I prefer to ask about the why of something, a thing, a situation, etc. I also have a few examples: Why is my name Willa or better Wilhelmina? My parents told me that they thought it was a beautiful name. Then I asked them why they liked the name. But they just looked at me and shrugged their shoulders. Or I once asked why I had become a girl. Or, would I be who I am if I had a different dad? Would I look the same as I do now? Or be like I am now? Or ..."

"Stop, stop, Willa. Not so fast!" Sirona shouted and raised both hands. "Those are very weighty questions you're asking. So: the why is important to you. But something else is important to you. Do you know what I mean?"

Willa thought about it, but she couldn't come up with anything clever.

"Well," said Sirona, "your second favorite questions always start with: 'What if...'"

"Right!" exclaimed Willa. "That's exactly how it is. What if everything I learn at school doesn't get me anywhere? What if what I see with my eyes doesn't really look the way I see it? Oh, I can think of so many more questions."

"Very nice, Willa. But wait a moment. Can't you feel anything?"

"No," Willa replied. "What am I supposed to feel?"

"Well, there are a lot of sentient people out there listening to us. Can you tell?"

Willa felt for 'out there'. But where was 'out there'?

Sirona did not miss Willa's thoughtful question. She replied: "By 'out there', I mean the other reality that also exists. You know, we're not alone. There are other sentient people out there who are listening to us right now. Wait a minute. I'll be right back with you. I just want to 'look out' and say a few kind words to the people out there. Is that all right with you, Willa?"

When Willa nodded in agreement, Sirona instantly changed her chosen form. She became longer, longer and longer. She became so long that Willa could no longer recognize her head, neck and shoulders. But she could still hear Sirona.

Wow! What a creature, thought Willa.

"Yoo-hoo, you sentient people out there!" Sirona called out into the nowhere.

"Hey there, you can hear me. You've been listening to our story here, which is being written down by Katharina, for quite a while now, haven't you? Yes, I mean you. Do you feel addressed by me? If so, I would like to ask you to ask us your questions. Anything that moves you is welcome in the story. Have courage, be bold. Ask about the big why. Ask about the connections. Do you perhaps have topics that are burning in your soul and have something to do with your personal growth? Then bring them out. Have courage, you sentient people out there! Now I bid you farewell and return to the reality of the story you are listening to. Goodbye, all of you!"

With these words, Sirona began to shrink again, becoming smaller and smaller until she had returned to her previous form.

"So," said Sirona, clapping her hands. "There, that's settled too. Now we're looking forward to questions from the other Earth, aren't we Willa?"

Willa could only look at her, puzzled. Her head was empty of thoughts, which was quite strange. She was not used to this blankness in her head. So something really special must have just happened.

"Questions ... uh ... other Earth ... sentient people out there ... uh ... I just can't keep up. Now I'm totally confused. There's a merry-go-round spinning in my head. Uh ... I don't know anything anymore, Sirona. Please forgive me. I'm at my wit's end."

"You know what, Willa? Maybe you'd better go home today. You shouldn't overtax an awakening consciousness. I think that what you've just experienced is enough. Rest and do something nice, something that gives you pleasure, and see what happens."

With these words, Sirona disappeared. Willa went home very thoughtfully.

4

A warm welcome

Many days later, Willa was sitting by the big lake again. She wanted to be alone and really think again. The last few days had been very exhausting. She had always had to study for school, she had always been surrounded by the people of her village, conversations back and forth.

Very slowly, the people in the village calmed down, as did her parents. Nobody looked at her funny anymore ... People seemed to forget quickly. Everyday life was also much more important than a young girl with a crazy mind. From time to time, Willa had heard them say that she would get the fantasies out of her head. So now she was sitting here and ... and ... and nothing ... Once again she felt lost ... It was a familiar feeling inside her, almost like a good friend.

It was another beautiful summer's day, the air was warm and smelled pleasantly of the flowers and herbs growing nearby. The birds were chirping so loudly that she wanted to cover her ears. Not even here do I have peace and quiet, thought Willa.

Suddenly she heard the familiar buzzing and whirring. The air smelled slightly electric again, then Sirona stood in front of her.

"How are you today, Willa?" she asked.

"It's like this," Willa replied sadly. "Once again, I feel so lost. Even though there are always people around me and there's a lot to do during the day. Do you know that feeling, Sirona, when you're so empty inside, when you don't really feel at home anywhere? Do you know when you want to be in company and then, when you have the company of other people, I mean, you would much rather leave again because everything is too much for you? What is that? Am I crazy or something?"

Sirona replied: "No, Willa, I don't know that feeling. It's different for us when we're in the community. Are you crazy? No, you're certainly not crazy. You're just different. Hm ... Well, how should I describe it? Well, let's put it this way: most people in your world are not as sensitive as you are. They have learned through life to hide the sensitivity they brought with them to this Earth behind a wall of thoughts in the belief that they are thus protected from many unpleasant things. But that is a misconception, they are not protected by it. It's different with you. You have the courage within you to experience everything that is difficult and painful for you in your own way, I would almost say to live through it. These many different energies that are still there, even if people don't feel them, but you feel them. That is very, very difficult."

Sirona gazed thoughtfully out over the large lake. She did so for a very long time. Then she stirred and held out her hand to Willa.

"Come with me and hold on tight to my hand," she said. "We don't want you to get lost on the way, do we?"

"Where are we going?" Willa wanted to know.

"This is supposed to be a surprise. We're traveling a long way, but we're still not far from here. You'll see ... It can be a little turbulent and bumpy on the way. But rest assured that it doesn't mean anything. It's just the way it is. Just hold my hand really tight. I trust you."

Willa looked surprised, but put her hand in Sirona's.

And then it started!

A whizzing, a humming, deafening, sometimes to the left, then to the right again, up and down, zig and zag. And all very, very quickly. So fast that Willa felt dizzy. She couldn't see much ... She held Sirona's hand very tightly.

And then? Then it was suddenly over. Silence ... brightness ... warmth ... and a wonderful air that she breathed in deeply. She had never breathed air like this before.

"Sirona," said Willa, "where are we?"

Sirona laughed, she looked so happy, even happier than usual.

"Welcome, dear Willa," Sirona now said very solemnly, "welcome to the New Earth."

Willa's eyes got as big as mom's soup bowls. New Earth? What was going on?

"Sirona, what do you mean?"

"Well, look around you ... what do you see?"

It was only now that Willa consciously opened her eyes. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.

They were both sitting in the middle of a street. The sun was shining, the air was pleasantly warm and easy to breathe. Somehow different ...

And it was quiet. Willa heard nothing, then she saw strange flying objects over the road. She had never seen anything like it before. They were hovering over the road. They were completely silent.

Then Willa saw other people. They looked like humans, only they were dressed differently. They all wore similar clothes. The women wore wide skirts or wide pants with a wide, long top over them, the men wore equally wide pants with wide tops. The colors were different, not as bright as at home. Everyone smiled down at the two of them sitting in the middle of the street.

Willa caught sight of an elderly gentleman smiling as he slowly walked towards her.

"A very good day to you, dear Raguslawina," he said.

Raguslavina? Who was that again? Willa looked around but couldn't see anyone except Sirona nearby.

Sirona looked at the older gentleman with a smile. "A very good day to you, WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS. I am very happy to see you. But please, call me Sirona for the moment. We don't want to confuse our little friend any more."

WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS tilted his head slightly and smiled kindly at Willa. "Will you tell me your name, young lady?"

Wow, young lady! No one had ever called Willa that before. Great! She replied proudly: "My name is Willa."

"I wish you a wonderful good day too, Willa. I welcome you to the New Earth."

There ... again ... What was that about? New Earth?

Willa looked back and forth and back and forth in confusion from Sirona to WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS.

"I think we should tell Willa where she is at the moment, what do you think Sirona?" said WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS.

"Hm, yes, I think so too," Sirona replied with a smile. "Would you like to?"

"I'd love to ... So, Willa, you're on New Earth at the moment. We are humans too, just like you on your Earth. Only we are a little further along in our development than you are. We already vibrate a little differently to you, at a higher frequency, if you know what I mean."

Willa blinked in astonishment, opened her eyes and blinked again. She couldn't grasp what she had just heard, couldn't comprehend it, in the truest sense of the word. She couldn't grasp it, couldn't understand it. What was going on here? New Earth and your Earth ...

"Are you saying there are two different Earths?" Willa shouted excitedly. "Two different ones? Yes, how is that possible? I don't believe it ... No, I don't believe it," she mumbled more and more quietly ...

WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS continued to speak very carefully, quietly and very, very slowly. "Yes, dearest Willa, you can believe that. The New Earth, where you are right now, is on a different timeline to your Earth. You could also say that it is on a different level of reality. Look, basically both Earths are located exactly on top of each other in the universe. For you, your Earth can be seen, felt and experienced. For us, our Earth can be seen, felt and experienced. Of course, we can also look at your Earth, but we do so very rarely because we do not want to disturb your development. Sirona has brought you to us so that you can recognize your task on your Earth."

Willa just looked at him and said nothing. Her head was spinning. It was all even stranger than in her most secret dreams. That such a thing existed! Phew, who would have thought it? But she couldn't tell anyone at home about it.

WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS continued: "From time to time you will visit us here on the New Earth, Willa, provided you want to. Just as you can ask Sirona your questions, you can also ask us your questions here. Sirona will know which questions need which answers. Is that all right with you, Willa?"

Willa nodded speechlessly.

"That's nice. Now, do you have a question for us?", asked WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS.

"Yes," Willa replied, "I really do have a question." Then she talked about her feelings when she was in community with other people.

"Does it always have to be so difficult for me? Can't I do anything to make it better? How do I know if what I'm feeling is my own feelings or someone else's?"

WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS smiled and said: "That's one difference between your Earth and ours, for example. Here with us, everyone only feels their own feelings. That's because each of us is at peace with ourselves. We live centered in the middle of ourselves. On your Earth, you have a lot of thoughts in your heads. You are occupied with something on the outside, but other thoughts are tumbling around in your head. Yes, it's almost as if you can't not think at all. Isn't that right, Willa?"

WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS looked questioningly at Willa. Willa just nodded.

"Well," he continued, "and because you are always thinking and creating the feelings to go with it, everything flows around in a big waft. And you, Willa, grab it all, unknowingly add it to your own energetic field and then think it's your thoughts and feelings. Well, that doesn't have to be the case. The remedy is to stay in the here and now. Learn to think less or not at all, Willa. Or to put it another way: only think when you really want to think. You simply let the 'automatic thinking' in your head be ... In the beginning, you simply stop paying attention to it. You simply stop thinking about what's going on in your head. It will get much better over time, I promise. Then, when you can really consciously stay in the here and now, you will be able to distinguish very clearly which feelings and thoughts are your own and which are not."

Willa looked gratefully at WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS.

"I want to practise that ... I'll start as soon as we get home," she said.

"Good, dear Willa," said Sirona, "then let's go back home ... to your Earth."

She held out her hand to Willa. The latter thanked WHO QUIETLY TOUCHES HEARTS and took Sirona's hand ... It started again ...

The whizzing, the buzzing was back. It went zig and zag again, up and down, left and right ... Then Sirona and Willa were back at the big lake.

"Well, Willa," said Sirona, "are you all right?"

"Oh yes," Willa replied, smiling happily. "I'm doing really well. Now I can finally learn something real. Something I can put to good use in life. Thank you, Sirona, for the trip."

Sirona smiled, then there was a whoosh, a roar ... Sirona had disappeared.

How wonderful life is, thought Willa, got up and strolled home whistling happily.