The Twelfth Insight - James Redfield [45]
She turned a little, trying to look into my eyes again. I lingered just a bit longer in her gaze before turning away.
Suddenly, Wolf was pulling up to the house in his car, and we jumped to our feet to meet him. Surprisingly, he had Coleman with him, and another man in the backseat I couldn’t see. We hurried to the car and finally caught sight of the man’s face. It was Adjar.
Wil came out of the house, and Wolf told us he had found Coleman with the other scientists in Sedona. He, too, had escaped when the helicopter had distracted the extremists. As for Adjar, some of the other Hopis in town had spotted him at a medical clinic. Wolf said Adjar had been able to escape after being interrogated by the extremists.
“Unfortunately,” Wolf added, “even though the police were well aware of the extremists’ presence, none of them were caught.”
“Did you hear that?” Hira responded. “That means they could be coming up here right now. We have to do something.”
“What is the matter with you?” Adjar burst out. “Can’t you just be at peace for a moment?”
“That, coming from you!” Hira screamed. “You people are the great destroyers of peace!”
Rachel immediately restrained Hira, and Grandmother led Adjar toward the house. For the first time, I saw that Adjar had a large cut on his forehead and was holding his arm.
Wil was looking hard at Wolf.
“Where is that place you told me about?” he asked.
“Down there by the pond,” he said, nodding, “near the large tree. We call it the place of harmony.”
“Good,” Wil replied. “We’re going to need a lot of that.”
For most of the day we rested and ate our meals alone. Adjar never came out of the house, and Hira was mostly silent and reserved. After telling me briefly about his experience of being captured by the extremists, Coleman slept virtually the whole day. He seemed distracted, as though he was working on something and had to go through his process before telling me about it.
As for me, I was totally obsessed with the idea that our Breakthrough experience was built into each human brain. If this notion was true, then it might mean that all the Integrations were built into the structure of our brain as well, and hence were in some sense destined for all humanity. I busied myself reviewing the Fourth and Fifth parts of the Document, which corresponded exactly with what I had been told.
About dusk, I turned around and saw Adjar and Hira talking with Wil. At the beginning of the discussions both were raising their voices and turning their backs on each other. Toward the end, however, the two spoke together for a few minutes with no rancor. Eventually, all three walked down to the big cottonwood and joined Wolf, who was throwing wood on a large bonfire built in the center of a circle of logs. I knew Wil and Wolf were planning something. You could feel it. There was a palpable sense of expectation in the air.
I headed that way myself, and on the way I walked by Rachel’s tent. She came out carrying a little journal and smiling at me, as though we’d set a specific time to get together.
“I wanted to make a few notes,” she said, waving the book.
“Wil is getting us together for something,” I commented.
She gave me a cryptic smile as though she already knew what it was but wasn’t going to give it away.
As we approached, I noticed Coleman walking up as well, but he didn’t look at us. I got the distinct feeling that he, like myself, was thinking deeply about our shared experience. By the time we reached the fire circle, it was almost dark, and everyone was there: Rachel and I were located on one side of the fire, with Adjar, Hira, and Coleman on the other side.
Wil was standing apart, as though he was going to address us, and Wolf positioned himself at one side of the fire, holding a long pole he’d been using to stoke the blaze. Grandmother was behind all of us, directly under the cottonwood, making extremely