SARA, BOOK 2 (12 page)

Seth, we’ll talk more about everything you’ve asked.
For the first few days every answer will foster within you
dozens of new questions. But before you know it, you’ll
have a basis of understanding, and then everything you
want to know will fall easily into place.

I have enjoyed this interaction immensely.

“Me, too, Solomon,” Sara and Seth chimed together as if they were one voice.

Hmm, there you have it. Two Beings in perfect
vibrational harmony.

Sara and Seth looked at each other while Solomon lifted up and out of the tree and disappeared.

“Pretty cool, huh?” Sara asked.

“Ya got that right,” Seth replied.

CHAPTER
24

Attention to Vibrations

S
eth and Sara met in the tree house and waited for Solomon.

“I wonder where he is,” Sara said.

The wind suddenly gusted and leaves fluttered down from the tree. Sara blinked and rubbed her eyes as dust flew in; Seth spit
out the dirt and a piece of a leaf that had flown into his mouth—and in the middle of all of this commotion, Solomon dropped
right down onto the platform.

Seth and Sara jumped in surprise.

Sorry about that,
Solomon said.
I was trying a
new landing. It needs work.

Sara didn’t know what to make of that. She had never seen Solomon do anything like that in all of the time she’d known him.

“You mean,
you’re
still learning things, too?” Seth asked, in amazement.

Of course. We are all continually becoming more.

“But I thought you knew everything!” Seth and Sara said again at the same time.

Solomon smiled.
What would be the fun in that?
Now, that would be a very sad state of affairs, to have
discovered all that there is to discover, to truly be finished,
finally, once and for all. I assure you there is none
of that. There is no such thing as finished. There is only
eternal, everlasting, joyous motion forward.

Solomon settled onto the platform and, using his beak, straightened some feathers into place.
There, that’s much better,
he said.
Now, let’s see.
Where should we begin?

“Well,” Seth began, “last night I kept thinking about what you said about offering my own signal. I don’t know why, but that
kept coming into my head over and over again. I don’t even really understand what it means, but I kept thinking about it anyway.”

Solomon smiled.
I am very pleased that of all the
things we talked about, that is what stuck in your mind
the most—because that is the most important thing that
I have to teach you.

Sara leaned forward with interest. Solomon was saying much of the same things that she had learned, but with Seth he seemed
to be using different words. She wanted to be sure that she understood this thing that Solomon said was the most important
thing.

First, you must understand how it is that you offer
a signal: Your signal has to do with what you are
perceiving.

“Perceiving?”

Yes, what you are giving your attention to, what you
are focusing on. For example, when you are remembering,
you are offering your vibrational signal. When you are
observing or looking or thinking about something, you
are offering your signal. When you are pondering or
studying or examining or imagining, you are offering
your signal.

“What about when I’m talking about something?”

Especially then, because when you are speaking of
something, it usually has your full attention.

“Gee, Solomon, it seems like we’re offering our signal in just about everything we’re doing.”

Good, Seth. That is exactly right. And since the
Universe is constantly matching your signal with things
that are like your signal, it is very good when you are
offering your signal on purpose.

“Well, that makes sense, Solomon. But what happens when I see something that’s terrible? Something that’s bad or wrong? What
happens to my signal then?”

Your signal is always affected by whatever you are
giving your attention to.

Sara watched Seth. She could feel his discomfort. She remembered how hard it had been for her to understand this part at first.

“But Solomon,” Seth protested, “how can I ever help anything get better if I don’t give my attention to what is wrong with
it to begin with?”

It is certainly appropriate to give your attention to
it—
to begin with.
In fact, that is the way you decide
how you can help or what it is that would be better, or
what it is that you do want. The important thing is to
decide, as quickly as you can, what would be better or
what is wanted—and then give your full attention to
that. Then the Universe can go to work on matching
that.

“Oh, I see,” Seth said hesitantly.

With a bit of practice, you will always be able to
tell what your vibrational signal is. You will come to
know that the way you feel is a very good indicator of
your signal: The better you feel, the better. The worse you
feel, the worse. It’s really not very complicated.

“Hmm . . .” Seth was quiet. Sara wasn’t sure if that was because he understood, or because he didn’t believe Solomon. He had
seemed more interested when Solomon was talking about radio signals and vibrations, but when Solomon began talking about feelings
and emotions, Seth seemed to close down.

You see,
Solomon continued,
most human Beings
are dealing with vibrations all of the time; they just
don’t know that they are. Everything about your
physical world has a vibrational basis. The reason your
eyes see what they see is because your eyes understand
vibration. What you hear is because your ears understand
vibration. Even what you smell and taste and
feel with your fingers is because your body is understanding
vibration.

Seth brightened. “I remember when one of my teachers brought tuning forks to school. Every fork was a different size. She
had a little hammer that she would hit them with, and she told us that the reason why they sounded different was because they
had different vibrations.”

Very good, Seth. And in that same way, everything
in the Universe is offering different vibrations—and you
are observing those different vibrations with your physical
senses: your nose, your eyes, your ears, your fingertips,
the taste buds on your tongue. In fact, everything you
perceive or see or understand around you is your interpretation
of vibration.

Solomon was using many words that Seth, and Sara, too, for that matter, weren’t really sure of. But the more Solomon spoke,
the more they were understanding.

“Are you saying that a flower is offering a vibration, my nose is receiving that vibration, and that’s why I can smell the
flower?”

That is exactly right, Seth. Have you noticed that
different flowers have different fragrances?

“Yes. And some don’t have any fragrance at all.”

Have you ever smelled a flower that somebody else
couldn’t smell?

“My mother smells flowers that I can’t smell. I always thought she was just pretending.”

Solomon smiled.
Everyone does not smell the same
scents, just as everyone does not see the same. Have you
ever noticed that dogs are able to smell things that you
cannot?

“Dogs smell things that I wouldn’t
want
to smell!” Seth said, laughing as he spoke.

Sara laughed, too.

Solomon smiled.
Have you noticed that dogs can
hear things that you can’t hear?

“Yeah, I have,” Seth said.

So,
Solomon continued,
not only are all kinds of
things offering all kinds of different vibrations, but
different receivers are receiving differently.

Play with this for a few days. See what kinds of
things you observe that teach you about vibrations, and
then we’ll talk again. I have enjoyed this interaction
immensely.

And before Sara and Seth could protest, Solomon was up and away.

“He sure doesn’t dawdle when he’s ready to go, does he?” Seth laughed.

“That’s true.” Sara smiled.

“Okay, Sara, I’ll see you here tomorrow after school. We’ll compare notes about what we’ve observed.”

“Okay. See ya.”

Sara was so pleased that Seth was excited about what he was learning from Solomon that she was almost home before she realized
they hadn’t even bothered to swing from the tree. “Hmm.”

CHAPTER
25

A Fun Day

W
hen Sara walked onto the school grounds, she noticed something shining very brightly from one of the windows on the ground
floor.

“What in the world?” Sara mumbled, as she continued to gaze in the direction of this strange new light.

As she walked toward it, she concluded that it was coming from Miss Ralph’s art room. It was a very weird thing. One minute
it looked red, then blue, then green . . . Sara just couldn’t take her eyes off it.

Although Sara had helped her carry art materials to her car, she had never actually been inside of Miss Ralph’s classroom,
but she was going in today. She had to find out what was causing this amazing light show in her window.

The classroom door was still closed and when Sara pulled on the knob, the door banged open. She didn’t realize how excited
she had been or how hard she was pulling on the door until it banged back against the wall. The pretty teacher jumped away
from the window, startled at the loud noise.

“Can I help you?”

Sara was embarrassed that she had made such a racket. “I saw something shining from your window. You can see it clear across
the parking lot. I wondered what it is?”

Miss Ralph smiled and touched the prism with her finger, causing it to spin on its string and cast beautiful-colored dots
of light all over the art room. “It’s my new prism.”

“Prison?” Sara asked.

“Prism. It refracts light.”

“Refracts?”

“It takes a light beam and redirects it. It makes longer and shorter wavelengths so that it projects different colors. I’m
still reading up on exactly what is happening in this amazing piece of glass, but I thought it would be useful to my art students
to help them better understand colors and the natural blending of them.”

Sara was so excited she thought she would jump out of her skin. “Vibrations,” she said under her breath.

“Yes,” the teacher said, softly studying the intensity of her new little friend. “Are you an artist?”

“Me? Oh no. I’m not good at that at all.”

“You might be surprised,” Miss Ralph said. “I’ll bet you are full of artistic talent that you don’t even know you have. Maybe
before long I’ll see you in one of my classes.”

Bang! Sara and Miss Ralph both jumped as Seth blasted through the classroom door.

“Sorry.”

“Seth!” Sara said in surprise.

“Sara!” Seth said in surprise, too. Then, walking to the window and reaching out to touch the shining object spinning in the
window, he asked, “What is
this?”

Miss Ralph stood back, wide-eyed, wondering what in the world was going on here. Who were these inquisitive children, so full
of enthusiasm for her new prism?

“It’s a prism,” Sara said proudly. “It refracts light.”

“I had no idea this prism was going to attract so much attention. I should have thought of this a long time ago,” Miss Ralph
said. She then explained to Seth what she had told Sara, and then they thanked her and left her classroom.

Sara and Seth could hardly wait to get out into the hallway where they could talk in private.

“Can you believe that we would both end up in Miss Ralph’s room the first thing in the morning? This
Law of Attraction
thing is spooky,” Seth said.

“Do you think everyone will notice it, or do you think we’re the only vibrational matches to the prism?” asked Sara.

“I have an idea it was there just for us.”

“Me, too,” Sara said. “This is going to be a fun day.”

Seth held the door open and they went outside. As they were walking down the front steps, they heard the town siren blaring
off in the distance. This little town had no official fire department. There was only one very old fire truck that was kept
in a garage on Main Street. Whenever there was a fire in the community, a loud siren was sounded; and volunteers, from as
far as the sound would carry, would quickly come to help put out the blaze. It rarely sounded, but when it did it always stirred
a great deal of interest and action.

“I wonder what
that’s
about,” Sara said, standing and squinting off into the distance.

“Shush, listen,” Seth said, holding his finger up to his lips.

“It’s the fire siren,” Sara explained.

“I know that, but what else do you hear?”

Sara stopped walking, trying to hear what Seth was talking about.

Sara grinned. “Howling. I hear howling. Every dog in town must be howling. Geez, Seth, is this weird or what? The day hasn’t
even begun, and already we’ve had two amazing vibrational experiences.”

“I just hope it isn’t
my
house burning down again, Seth said, laughing.

“That’s not funny, Seth,” Sara said. “And I’m beginning to think we shouldn’t spend much time talking about
anything
we
don’t
want. Things seem to be happening pretty quickly around here.”

“See ya after school.”

“Yeah, see ya.”