She led us through the dense foliage to a hidden grove above the mountain, where the air shimmered with an ethereal light. In the center of the grove stood a tree, its branches heavy with fruit that glowed like pearls in the moonlight.
In that place stood a quaint and dimly lit hut. The old woman gestured towards several stones. “You must meditate here every night.”
“Meditate?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“For 40 days and 40 nights, you must meditate here and reach the 5D level of consciousness. Only then can you do anything,” she murmured before showing me some worn books inside the hut. “Read the incantations within.”
The hut, with its thatched roof and walls that whispered of ancient times, seemed to hold the weight of countless secrets. The stones she pointed out were arrange
