She also knew in her heart of hearts that she must probe this contact further, that here was the source of knowledge she needed to fulfill her destiny. She needed to push through the pain, which was, in a sense, a barrier to the knowledge.
Gathering her courage, she pressed her mind against the barrier. For the briefest moment, there was nothing; then her mind was totally overwhelmed and pain erupted like countless exploding suns. She drew back and hesitated. She didn't doubt the Absolute Benevolence of the Spirit, but she grew afraid of the incomprehensible magnitude of the Presence and doubted her worthiness to continue.
She hesitated but knew she had been called. She must proceed.
Flindra forced her mind back into the searing pain and was carried away by the torrent of overwhelming sensation. She again had to retreat.
How was she to succeed at this trial?
"Dear Spirit," she prayed. "You have brought me here and I feel a deep understanding that I need to push forward. How can I do this? Please guide me."
She quieted her mind in hopes of receiving some answer.
In the stillness, the memory of King Meldh's voice seemed to speak to her. "Do not fight the pain. The more you resist the hurt, the greater it becomes. Breathe in the pain. Become one with it and you will reach your goal."
"But it is so overwhelming," she protested.
Her protest disturbed the flow of the memory and her thoughts were empty again. Flindra knew what she had done and with practiced discipline, she forced herself to relax.
Finally, the memory continued.
"You have the tools you need to pass through this barrier. You have the memories of all who were before you. You are one with those memories and therefore one with the strength of all. Use it. Draw upon its power. Remember and become one."
King Meldh's words had come to her touched with a sense of love and tenderness - a father's caress for a beloved child.
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