The many lives of Carmella B. Higgins

Disclaimer – Any resemblance of blobs of light to anyone here, there, or anywhere, is purely coincidental. And everyone knows that there are no such things as coincidences.

Deep down inside, we are all just blobs of light, as bright and vibrant as helium balloons.

Families of blobs of light. Friends and neighbors of blobs of light.

A radiant rainbow of blobs of light
A radiant rainbow of blobs of light

All shapes and sizes of blobs of light.

A radiant rainbow of blobs of light — persimmon, coral, tangerine, chartreuse, plantation blue, eggplant — and some colors that we can’t even see.

The blobs of light exist in the Great Blob of Light, like drops of water in an endless ocean.

The Great Blob of Light surrounds the blobs of light in an ocean of Love, just because they are.

The Great Blob of Light
The Great Blob of Light

The blobs of light have work to do but not like 9-5 jobs here on Earth.

They help the Great Blob of Light in many ways:

— they teach
— they guide incarnated blobs of light
— they study for their next level
— they travel to other dimensions and interesting worlds
— they explore, inside and out

And always they grow and learn and love each other.

The blobs of light exist to create and grow and spread their light wherever they go which isn’t hard because they are blobs of light after all.

The blobs of light are happy and full of capital “L” Love.

Life is good for the blobs of light.

This is the story of one blob of light. A little teal-ish blob of light. A little teal-ish blob of light named Carmella B. Higgins.

Carmella B. Higgins, blob of light
Carmella B. Higgins, blob of light

Carmella loved her teal-ish hue. It fit her perfectly. Her hue was her.

Carmella lived in Summerland — a place where it was always sunny and in the mid-70s with just the right amount of humidity that didn’t frizz her naturally curly hair.

Summerland was heavenly, the perfect shade of sunset, day in and out.

There was a lot to do in Summerland. No one ever got bored.

Carmella liked to sit under the great old trees and listen to their wisdom.

She liked to play with the animals — large and small, predator and prey.  All played together in Summerland.

Jungle Animals Bliss Mural by Howard Robinson
Jungle Animals Bliss Mural by Howard Robinson

As perfect as Summerland was, sometimes the blobs of light wanted something different — a change of scenery.

Like Carmella.

“Time for another lesson!” Carmella shouted, bursting to overflowing. “Yay! I can’t wait!”

Carmella danced with glee. She couldn’t believe that her wish had been granted — it was her turn to go again. The Great Blob had heard and answered her calls.

“Yes, you can go dear Carmella,” the Great Blob said, loving eyes beaming.

“Yay!”, the little teal-ish blob of light cried,” Yay, and thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Carmella met with the Incarnation Guides to pick her next life on Earth.

A medley of possibilities flashed across a huge screen in the sky.

Carmella looked at several lives before narrowing it down to five, and then two, and then one.

And this is what happened next…

To be continued