I then began to scribble out the story in little boxes on paper, each box representing a page of the book. I could work it up more quickly doing this than keep rearranging the text on screen.
Even though I had been creating the mock-up pages as a matter of simplicity, later, Christian, the designer, seemed to adopt the format without questioning it, as if he was being guided.
Within about a week of frenzied activity of paper, scissors and glue, the work had formed itself into a number of small booklets.
About a week later, on 28th December, we had a gathering of a few friends at the house. One particular person, Chris, asked me what I had been working on recently, and as I was telling him about this new book, he continued to ask ever more questions about it, until I felt that I had no choice but to show him this first rough draft, the group of little booklets, bound, as they were, with elastic bands in a small bundle.
I handed them over to him and gave him instructions to read it in one go without stopping, then left him alone. When finished, he said immediately that it should be published on the internet as a flash book. Ah, so this is why I needed to show it to him. Over the coming weeks, he helped me research this and that is how The VISION Online Journey was born.
As the following weeks unfolded, I would be given little insights here and there which lead to completing larger pieces of the puzzle. On the one hand I could feel the urgency of it and on the other it was almost like I was being held back. Some force was controlling every aspect of the production of this work and ensuring that there developed within it a rhythm of light and of life. I continued to immerse myself in every word on a daily basis, reading them over and over in a kind of deep meditation. I was aware that I was not the author. I was merely the instrument, doing the bidding of the source to record these words on paper.
I felt that it needed thirteen chapters, but the thirteenth was not yet materialising. I also knew that we needed to make a complete book by hand. I couldn’t just produce the text and give it to a publisher. It needed to grow and be birthed into life as a physical entity. I knew that there was something that I needed to see or understand which was not available to me at this juncture.
This book was about evolution and it seemed that the project was also evolutionary in its nature, too. The book was being both written and produced in many different formats at the same time. It was changing and forming by the day, sometimes by the hour.
Christian was working with the design and typography and I was re-making up-to-the-minute mock-ups, evaluating the rhythm and flow within the pages and continuing to fine-tune every syllable. I think the book was living within us at the time, guiding us every step of the way, but ensuring that we did not go too quickly. If we were getting ahead of the universal plan, something would go dramatically wrong in order to slow us down.
Text on the Page
Christian had experimented with many typefaces and had reached a point where he was printing out examples of chapters and at this point, it also became clear that page numbers clashed with the message, distracted the eye and devalued the energy on each page. To produce any form of book without page numbers though, is extremely difficult from an assembly point of view, but a hand-made book of such a great number of pages posed huge problems at every level of production. At this point, Chris produced a first mock-up of typeset pages.
On Monday 16th April at ‘five to six’ (5, 2, 6) in the afternoon, (5 + 2 + 6 = 13) a stream of channelling came through in the space of about two minutes. It was delivered so word perfect, as channelling always is, that I only altered one line of it later. This was the Thirteenth Act, except that it wasn’t. It was actually Act 1, an introduction to the work.
As well as an introduction to the work in general, this was also a wake up call to humanity, warning that nobody ever listens, or rather, nobody ever hears. Nobody ever wants to hear the truth. This is what the Guides say about Act 1 as I am writing this..
“Great teachers are sent forth and people can’t be bothered to stop for a moment to hear the message and think what it might mean for them. They are too busy being humans to become Gods. Time is running out. We came, we tried to teach you. You did not listen…and now, there is no time.”
This final Act had clearly been held back until the source considered that we had perfected the rest of the book. I was now confident we had what was required.
Then There Was Light
I arranged to meet Chris at his studio on the morning of 25th April, so that I could view the new mock-up. I knew that something special was about to happen. There was a tension in the air. When I arrived, Christian handed me the book with a beaming smile on his face.
There was a great sense of energy and excitement in the room. I knew this book was so different today. I knew that the Light had been switched on within the pages. The book was electric. Everything was electric.
I walked over to the window and opened the book at random. The energy was incredible. The Light of God was oozing from the pages.
From the moment of insight it had been a labour of trusting that this journey was all for a reason.
The Light was in each word, each phrase. I sensed that it spoke in the language of Light that only the heart can understand. I was aware of it speaking within me. I said to Christian. ‘You might find this book now begins to mess with your head.’ He replied. ‘It’s already started. For the last three days, as I’ve been working on the text on screen, my head has been filled with all manner of issues that seem to have been put there to resolve. They certainly were not of my own thoughts. Something within this book is doing this. Something is trying to guide me through my difficulties.’
This confirmed my own thoughts, that this is how the book will work to illuminate and help people.
Within moments of handling that final mock-up, I had felt the power in it and that was then confirmed by Chris’s experiences over the previous three days. The book lives! The Light had been turned on. It would take a little longer for me to truly understand at what level it worked and as I began to comprehend, I was truly astonished.
to the Drawing Board
While I was continuing to refine the text, we were both constantly addressing technical difficulties which were arising. Earlier in the project, because of the growing number of pages we had considered producing twelve individual books, boxed in a set. Then we considered two volumes containing six chapters apiece. One day, I counted all the pages of the first six chapters and the second six chapters. Bizarrely, there were 91 pages in each. A strange revelation. From those 182 pages in the early days, we now had 480 pages.
It would take some months for this to begin to take the right turns though. Many learning experiences for my friend had to be entered into. The Source was not allowing this to be a commercial project. It was a spiritual project and for certain, he was going to learn some powerful spiritual lessons as he took it forward. There would be stresses and strains, but the On-line VISION Journey began to move forward shortly after this intervention.
Christian eventually produced two numbered pre-production copies, one for each of us to work with to ensure that everything was exactly right. That all the dots lined up. That all the requirements of the bookbinding were correct, such as the two colour hand applied, foil blocking to the red velveteen cover, the head and tail bands and the three coloured page marker ribbons, not to mention checking that all the unnumbered pages were in the right order. Would you believe it? When we received the books from the bookbinder, the pages of Act One in Book One were in the wrong order! How did this happen? We just don’t know.
The single book we now had to work with, No. 2, was very good. The project had needed to be brought to this point so that I could be absolutely certain that energetically it worked as desired by the Source. Although initially we had planned to make some hand-made books, this project had now become way too big to consider this in any practical measure. Clearly, the universe was pushing this forward and so a proper production book needed to be considered and we now had a sample that could be shown.
so much work had gone into producing this lovely item, that it seemed
sinful not to produce any at all. Therefore it was decided that we would
produce some hand-made books in editions of 13 copies. Some close friends
of the author were aware of the project and this first edition was sold
out before they were made.
work was gestated and born into the world of man through a tremendously
difficult labour. Like some babies, they are on their way, but just don’t
want to arrive. My mother told me I was like this… ten months before
my light entered the world...