Chapter 14

Enlightenment

Jillian had retreated to her room for, she had told Michael, a rest. She stood with a grave expression. She closed her eyes and focused. She flashed into her newly released spiritual form. This time, she let all she was come forth. The beautiful radiance she had appeared to Michael as was first to manifest. Then she took more of all of the life force that had been imploded to a tiny speck within that and let it blossom into fruition.

Her essence spilled into a dense radiant nebula about her central pulsating brilliance. She felt her great wings ripple forth as licking white flame. Her being was beyond comprehension. She spoke in a celestial voice that was not audible to anything or anyone but to the one she addressed. "Dearest Father, it is I, Jilli-an. This of your first ones has learned well your lessons here and relished these lives, as only in this bound corporeal form could we have come to know… such things! I am humbled and ready to advance and serve your creation. I deeply, truly love the young one who has become my salvation, my freedom, my other. He is rare and worthy. By our blending, he has grown to be my equal."

Her radiance pulsed to a darker manifestation as she added sadly, "I must share with you that there are those who have not developed to temper themselves and their ambitions. They seek not to advance creation as a part of it but to attain their own godhood. Let these of your offspring remain bound while they grow. There is still hope for them. "

Then she flared brightly with a blush of pink to her essence as she thought of Michael. " I ask that I be allowed to share our deepest secret with our beloved. He is capable of knowing all now." She flushed to a golden white light with the apparent response. "Thank you! I have never known such joy. All Glory is yours Father.

And my Dearest Mother? Father, does she thrive? At the sound of her Mothers's voice, Jillian exclaimed, "Mother! I am overjoyed to hear you. I honor you and send my devotion." Jillian collected herself to say her farewells. " I shall continue to learn and serve, Father, Mother. Until we again part The Veil, I remain your loving child." She flickered to soft light with the departure of communion with her Creators...her parents.

Michael entered the room, smiling with wondrous admiration at the splendor of his mate. "Father permitted me to hear you." The center of Jillian's essence shaded purple with red at the sound of him. She phased to corporeal so that she could embrace her dear one. Michael marveled, "Who could imagine I would be the younger! Now I understand why Father wanted us to protect mankind… why he cherishes you so."

Jillian acknowledged his understanding with a slight nod. She added, though she knew he already understood," Creation ebbs and flows, learns and is ever becoming. It races from one form of Decline and Salvation to another. It is… the living entity in which we are nurtured and continually labor. There is still much work to be done."

"Yes, evidently, " Michael agreed, pulling her to him, his desire evident in his expression. " But this 'Advent of Salvation' won't wait," he added, the double entendre not escaping Jillian. "Oh, I agree…and I celebrate its coming," she said, inspired by his passion.

Michael wasthe Advent of Salvation. It would be the title the archangel would have added to his duty, to his accomplishments. It was he who saw the necessity of the boy's survival and nurtured the Chosen One. It was Michael who stopped the weavings of what would have been destruction to humanity, angel kind and creation. And he had released her bound nature by his love. She, more than anyone, rejoiced in him.

So, Michael had played with the title just then and following suit with his intentions, she had fashioned her response to his 'Advent of Salvation not being able to wait ' announcement. Now she smiled tentatively and glanced down a bit shyly. For some reason she was momentarily uncertain of her risqué word play with him. His smiling expression of slightly shocked but approving amusement at her phrasing eased her mind at once. They laughed aloud softly at their naughty silliness and fell together in a tender embrace.

Michael's radiance began to envelope her and hers, him as they kissed. They would remain corporeal. In the ultimate expression of physical love, they would conceive in this sharing. They both saw this revelation during the height of their passion. Their essences erupted in a sparkling fire of joy with the news that they would be parents.

This was a miracle that was possible because Jillian's kind were the children of Father… and her Mother. They were born of love…begotten, not made. They were genetically related to their parents and born in their image. Michael's kind were made by their Father. They were creations who rose from his requirement and whom he loved for their devotion and service to Him.

When Father had discovered the depth of Michael and his ability to grow beyond…to transcend his purpose, Father did weep. He had made in Michael the equal of his own born children. Jillian's empathic nature would temper Michael's fury. Their child would be powerful and wise and furious and compassionate…perfect. They were a match… made in heaven.

The one thing Michael had secretly, in his heart of hearts, always desired, was to be a Father. It was a thing he could never admit or permit. Alex was as close to a child as he would ordinarily ever have known. With Jillian it was now possible…allowed… by his Father's plan to become a parent. He gave thanks to his Father and… to Jillian's Mother. Jillian was his bringer of joy, she was his life's salvation. He could not love her more.

Jillian's Mother, delighted with re-emergence of her newly unbound and dearest daughter, had not yet reclosed her view through 'The Veil' and heard Michael's gratitude. She was impressed with what she had seen of her daughter's mate. Now, she was very pleased that Michael had shown this respect to her and that he so loved her child. As evidence of her favor, she gifted the couple with another enlightenment. This child of Michael and Jillian's would be mate to the Savior's child. The budding parents ' essences flared again with celebration that their child's future would have love in it…and purpose for she told them that their child and their child's mate, would be fruitful and multiply a glorious gift to creation.