Intruder Alert: Part 16

Meta-Mental Journal Record, Year of Ananta 3343
Entry by Alice,
My intention was to go back to Earth, to be present just in case my son needed my help.
I had a sense that he might be abducted by the Critens. I had long ago connected my will to the will of the incorporeal Cosmic Overlord, and that omnipresent power would empower me to satisfy my need if it coincided with the cosmic plan. I released my will unto it’s will, confident that a strategy would emerge that would satisfy my needs and the needs of all concerned.
I awoke from that surrendering trance, to find myself looking out a window, into a bright sunlit grassy yard, where a young man and a young teenage boy were practicing throws and catches with a baseball.
I suddenly realized my hands were wet and warm, and looked down to see I had them in dishwater, and appeared to be in the midst of washing dishes. I was momentarily surprised by this circumstance. I heard a young child trying to get my attention by tugging on a bright flowery apron that my body was wearing, “Mommy, Mommy, Tommy pinched me.” I realized I was a silent observer in a young mother’s body and mind. I had been in this kind of situation before, and so I knew that I could, if necessary, exercise my will and exert control over this host.
The personality of the host mind, responded sympathetically to her daughter’s entreaty, “Are you okay? Sweetheart, you’re not crying. Did Tommy hurt you?”, the mother asked.
“I’m okay,” said the little girl, “pinching can hurt.”
The mother looked around behind her and spotted a little boy, twin of the girl, trying to hide behind a chair.
“Tommy, are you trying to hurt your sister?” the mother asked.
“No, mommy. I love my sister, but she wouldn’t listen to me, so I squeezed her with my fingers,” replied Tommy.
“See darling, Tommy doesn’t want to hurt you,” the mother said as she looked down at her daughter, “Tommy just wants your attention, maybe he wants to play with you.”
The little girl walked over to her brother, “do you want to play with Molly?” the little girl asked, holding out her doll toward the boy.
Tommy quickly scampered out from behind the chair and crawled over to a boy truck, almost as big as he was. “Put molly in the truck. I’ll take her for a ride.”
Sally put Molly in the back of the dump truck. “Be careful Molly,” Sally said.
Confident that the children were working out their differences, the mother turned back to the dishes. I was bemused by this situation, but also a little frustrated because I wanted to be getting along with my own agenda of watching over and possibly protecting my son, Bhoj, and how could I do that in this woman’s body without disrupting her life.
The woman finished up her dishes, untied her apron, hung it on a hook inside a small closet, and walked briskly out of the kitchen, into the bedroom, where she checked her hair and, teeth.
As I and the mother looked back at her image in a mirror, I recognized that face. With a strange sense of relief and purpose, I realized I was in Nellie’s body, Bhoj’s co-worker in his Earth job. I was hoping she was single. Blake seem to have a fondness for her.
Well, while she’s at work I can keep an eye on Blake, but what if he needs me now, I couldn’t see how my being in Nellie’s body will satisfy my goal. This is not the first time I didn’t understand or agree with the situations I was placed in to satisfy the cosmic plan. Obviously, this assignment fits perfectly into a larger story that I could not yet appreciate. I realized anew, that I must have faith that everything will work for all concerned.
To be continued….