Body Renewal

The first stop was the current remodeling of a 1950's ice cream shop into a cafe/art gallery for local artists that my company was performing. Luckily I had some shared experiences of this in my former life so I was able to answer questions and make decisions without much prompting. I was wearing my new 'uniform' of southwestern clothes, which are more comfortable then my old 50's office clothes.

Mid morning I received call and went to "Ted's" lawyer to receive a reading of his will. Where I was told what was expected of me by the will. I agreed to abide by those special disbursements in the will. I was told the titles and bank accounts would be transferred the middle of next week, but could start with everything else now.

Later calls to check with the crematorium, the cemetery mausoleum niche interment schedule and the cafe where the celebration of Ted's life was scheduled. Arrangements to hold the interment with the life remembrance get together (meeting) were finalized for Thursday about 7 PM.

I called the veterans outreach program to come and pickup all of Ted's clothes and his computer, the battered women's shelter to pick up the car. There was also a sizeable check for each of these groups. Finally a call to a friend to setup and run a yard sale of everything "I" didn't want. All of this was to happen the following week-end per "his" will.

Two weeks later on an early Tuesday morning I received an e-mail for the upcoming County meeting agenda for the following Monday night. Last on the list, added that day, was for the usage of a newly FDA approved chemical to control the weeds and under growth along the Bosque (river edges and unused areas around it). That inter voice gave me

a two hour information session of the horrible things this chemical would do to the environment with its use over long periods time before the side effects were discovered. Also there was a major evolution that had to take place there in the Bosque that couldn't with the use of these chemicals.

I instantly started calling and messaging the other members of County commissioners about the use of chemicals vs. the use of herders and their flocks. One of the arguments was spending thousands on chemicals several times a year as opposed to receiving payments for the grazing rights from the herders. Not to mention in the press, TV, and radio reports of the savings plus using tried and true methods of controlling weeds and under growth in New Mexico.

On the night of the commissioners meeting I was slated to talk last, but as I listened to the prime commissioner, Tony Ochoa, speaking for the use of chemicals. During a pause for questions I heard his voice in my head

"I just wish these assholes would just shut up and vote to except our offer we need the money. Our profits will keep us out of financial problems for a long time."

I quickly realized I was hearing his thoughts and after it ended my inner voice said

"That only happens when the thoughts affect us directly."

I raised my hand and when I was called on I asked "Should you not exempt yourself from speaking and voting because this is your family bidding for the contract that you are pushing on us." With a flurry of voices the meeting was put on hold till the county treasurer checked the company records and found that yes the Tony's parents and the entire Ochoa family members did own El Patio Chemicals.

Shortly after resuming the meeting it was voted on to use herders and their flocks to clean and maintain the Bosque for two years with option to extend it, with the only clause demanded that was quarterly inspections of the condition of the Bosque be made.

After the meeting I took time to look back over what had transpired since I woke up the first time as me. All the requests of the will were followed and I was getting comfortable in my new persona.

Now I had to make choices what path my life would take in the future.

It was easy to keep the old Gil's company, his county commissioners office (which we had planned together and discussed during and after his winning the office), and most of his day to day activities that I was learning from my inner voice.

Somehow slowly I wanted and needed more for me. Daily this feeling and needs got stronger until

"The Voice" had me sit down for "one of those talks."

"You remember when the "Old" Gil and you watched a rerun of "Star Trek" about Pom Farr?"

The inner voice asked.

"Yes. He laughed harder than I ever seen before while saying wrong, wrong, is that what you're talking about?" I asked.

"Well the truth is that show wasn't all wrong. The situation he laughed at was partly true. Our people and others we invited or were stranded here have been here for thousands of years trying to watch, guide, and protect your world. Some of figures from your histories are these visitors.

Certain areas around Egypt, secluded areas, and the high parts of your world had encampments of these visitors. They mated with the peoples in these areas and produced offspring. Our kind breeds with these other visitors improving our peoples also.

These offspring and visitors are now involved in all parts of the population's activities. Some of them got involved in writing and they like to tell true stories to everyone sometimes. Doing this pre-peps the peoples of the world if there is need for everyone to know the truth.

What you are feeling is the Sebeysian essence in that body. You will have to be mated soon with a special type of person. We did not know this had happened when you entered this body. This feeling will get stronger over the next few weeks. Your pheromones and information are being broadcast far and wide to insure mates will be found for you.

(INFO) PON FARRE - every seven years, Vulcan males and females become aroused. They undergo a blood fever, become violent, and finally die unless they mate with someone with whom they are empathically bonded or engage in a ritual battle known as kal-if-fee.

Two days later I received an e-mail that almost read as a telegram:

Arriving in three days in your area.

Will meet you at your home in the late afternoon or early evening.

Myra (which means sweet smelling oil) from Country Cork Ireland

This was followed by five more similar e-mails within a few hours with the same info and arrival times from:

Benedita (which means a blessed woman) from Navo Airio, Brazil

Kaia (which means the sea) from Te Anau Glowworm Caves, New Zealand

Schatten (which means Shadow) from Zeller, Germany

Tusie Danser (which means Watusi Dancer) from Rwanda, Africa

I looked up and found Gil means 'Happy man'. Right now, I don't think so.

Early the day my visitors or possible mates were scheduled to arrive someone rang the front door bell. A Native American woman entered my home stating "I'm Doro (which means woman of the sky). I didn't send you an e-mail because I'm only coming from rural Arizona to meet you."

After Doro asked to see my home she insisted we rearrange the living room furniture into a large circle in the middle. As we seated finally she said "The others will be here within four hours, so relax till then."

During the wait my inner voice was not heard except for "

they can explain everything better than I can."

While we were waiting Doro sat close in front of me telling me about herself. Her ancestors had landed in the Southwest many centuries before Christopher Columbus and had become part of the native tribes.

They had become the healers and shamans of the areas they were located. They were descendents of the Arbragit's, which were the good Skinwalkers or Shapeshifters of the Southwest fame. She could change for a few hours after a rest.

She was a black haired athletic 27 year old looking Navaho, an OB nurse in training to be a nurse practitioner. She like most of her family was in medical fields. Her parents, brother, and she lived in a rural Arizonan reservation.

Over the next four hours airport taxis arrived and deposited five more women with their luggage.

As each arrived they introduced themselves and their backgrounds seated in front of me in Bachelorette type of introductions.

Bernadette's kind landed in the center of Brazil in ancient times. The Zanflea were the legendary Andean Condors people. They became an integral part of the local native's cultures, which idolized them after seeing them soaring overhead. Yes, she could fly and glide if she was rested and far away anyone or place she could be seem.

They became ranchers and stockmen of llamas until the Spaniards in the 1500's brought cattle and horses to the central South America. Her families now were import/exporters of South American products.

She was 26 year old brunette long haired, tall, and slender Spanish looking. She was a trained wine maker, who was working in Argentina's back country wine growing areas.

When Kaia arrived, but before we could talk she begged to use the shower. She was Weeicic descendent or a Mermaid, which why she needed a shower so much when she arrived.

On returning she stated it had been 19 hours since she had been in water and her skin was dry and starting to crack.

Her extended families had landed on earth 2400 years ago and were the basis of the merpeople legends. 600 years ago most of them moved to a barren part of New Zealand.

They became fishers and canners at first. Later their settlements became tourist areas when they built hotels, had charter and dive boats. There were parts of the local oceans that were off limits to all but the residents.

Kairs family offered all inclusive holiday destinations at which they gave dive/scuba classes with different parts and types of the ocean to explore.

She was reddish-blond full figured 25 year old newly graduated in the new Archaeological Oceanography field with a melodic voice.

Myra was a 26 year old red headed perky Irish lass, who was a college history teacher of folklore worldwide.

She was descended from the Cordies or Fairies, and love to dance in the moonlight during the full moon. She told Gill "Our history is very simple. My families were the basis of Morris dancers, square dancing, cloggers, and Irish Step Dancing.

Their ancestors were on a barge trip returning from entertaining the local king and his court when a great storm started tossing the barge, as it capsized they were all raised up into a thing in the sky. When they woke up on a new world piled up on a deserted beach in Ireland.

They worked to become part of the populace of Ireland and the world."

Right after dark Schatten and Watusi Danser arrived. Before Schatten would enter I had to give her a formal invitation.

Schatten (which means Shadow) asked all to call her Ten; she was dressed covered completely including her face in a dark fabric that wasn't see thru. After entering the house she requested all lighting except for florescent and soft white LED's be turned off and covered as Kaia showed her to the bathroom she had just used. Fifteen minutes later she appeared wearing black slacks and a soft blouse.

She was the most extreme Albino I had ever seen. Her skin was translucent white, the tint of her eyes was a bright pink, and slightly elongated pointed canines.

She joked with us about her kind were the cause of people thinking there were the vampires of stories, legendary, and myths. Lots of people compared them to widows wearing long all covering clothes with a full veil because of their allergy to sunlight.

My ancestors landed here when their ship was hit by a comets tail, causing them to crash. Before the event they decided they didn't like earth because of the intense light source and were leaving this part of the Milky Way galaxy. They had only traveled this way because of a friends urging. In time most of them became miners and any job out of the light.

The three members of my family operate a tech service and an order call center with a few hired employees that know us. I am the person they go to solve unusual problems.

. The very tall black African asked us to call her Tutsi. She told me about her history "Our people, the Watusi, and the Pygmies both came from a different galaxy. Their planets were in exactly the same orbits but on opposite sides of the sun. We discovered each other when we both started exploring space. We joined forces when our galaxy captured a large planet like object, which caused our orbits to decay.

Our only two large ships were loaded with as many people as possible. After takeoff most were put into a rotating sleep cycle mode until new worlds were found. Over 140 of earth years were spent looking the new home world. Only a small crew kept the ships operating with the help of temporally wakened people to keep them checked and insure their health.

As we entered the Milky Way we went thru a seemingly slightly dusty patch of the sky, which caused our electronics and other systems to crash or fail slowly.

The two hundred or so people on each ship that were awake survived. The ships temporally landed and dispatched the living passengers in what would became Central Africa. After discharging the passengers they left and went back in space where they exploded harmlessly.

The survivors were left with personal memories and training. No hardware, manuals, nothing else. My direct ancestors became traders and caravan leaders. We also grazed Watusi cattle for hundreds of years, in fact we one of the first to establish ranches.

I am in charge of the finances of our ranch and various small markets. I have done this since I finished school and am a 25 old maid in my tribe." she said with a giggle.

After the last induction Dora took over "Gil we know more about your Sesbeys alien history than you do, and we all know about your taking over this body a few months ago and we're happy you did. Let me tell you a few facts you don't know.

Fact 1 -- Tell me what you know about type O blood." asked Dora. I answered" It is the universal donor that works with all other blood types without problems. Why?" "Correct!

You and your race are the universal sperm donors. Your bodies produce the right mixes for whatever female your with. The one you replaced wasn't interested in helping us and setup safeguards against us.

Fact 2 -- The males of many species are losing their abilities to impregnate their females with robust male fully functional offspring. It has something very complex to do with this sun's rays. All of our races have been decreasing at a rate of 1.5% per twenty years, but in the last twenty years there have been a massive decrease.

Our women have mated\married with full blooded human males over the centuries, but the male offspring don't breed true. We need the influx of your sperm into our species." Gil asked "Are you the only species on Earth?" Dora smiled and said "Plus the humans there are 17 or 18 other species, but they are not in trouble. Yet!" answered Dora.

Dora continued "we have several avenues to go down. Any way we go will cause all of our lives to change dramatically."

Tutsi reached into her massive purse and removed a bluish translucent Chrystal skull. I stammered shocked "is that one of the rumored mystical powered Chrystal skulls I've seen and heard about on "the documentaries?" All the women nodded smiling.

Dora answered "with a simple chant everyone not from this house would see a single woman in this house or coming and going from here. She would be a composite of all of us, so if someone saw one of us they would think it was a trick of the light that she seemed different.

BTW: If you don't agree with us. A slightly longer chant you will only see the same woman all the time who you'll love dearly. It isn't possible for us to use artificial insemination because there is something about our species' personal protection systems.

While we are shocking you here are a few other facts:

We are the best candidates for the savior of our species. We will not have litters, but we will have twins or triplets males when we give birth.

We can't live in two houses with four bedrooms, three bath homes side by side in the middle of a town.

We found an abandoned live-in academe with over 6000 acres about twenty miles from here in the middle of a national forest, which is grandfathered in before the forest became a forest preserve by New Mexico.

It is perfect for all of us after a few renovations. Kaia stated forcefully "The inside/outside basement pool has to be converted to a salt system away from chlorine. Chlorine is a killer. Also the lake needs to be restocked."

Dora continued "Yes, you're right Kaia. This answer will give all of us what we need."

"Gil, you can see we all have gone over what we need for you, us, and our species. We tried to get the "Old Gil" to help our peoples for years with a resounding NO every time. We contacted each other since the day of your exchange trying to work this out for everyone's needs before we meet face to face. We know you need to think and talk with your inner information source. We'll let you think till tomorrow. Can we all meet for breakfast together?" Dora asked.

I nodded dumbfounded.

I went to the master bedroom, showered, and prepared for bed afterwards sat and mentally talked to Fred, after saying I heard to people so many times I had asked and received permission to call my inner voice Fred.

I asked "Why didn't the other Gil want to help with the species' reproduction problems?"

Fred answered "

He was almost asexual, unless he was thinking about *Z?//B8 but then he got slightly interested."

I asked "can you send me an image of her?" I instantly regretted the request. A female Klingon with a squally beard that had slammed into a windshield, repeatedly, and had a oddly shaped female body. Fred stated

" Every culture has its ideas of beauty and forms, but that is what keeps them from dying out.

Fred explained

"What you were told about the decreases are true, but I feel after some checking their figures are a little low and is decreasing faster than they think. I think that what they are planning is the best for their peoples\species and you too. You need a family to bond with. Since your renewal you've been adrift.

After thinking a while I asked "Fred can you help me sleep tonight? I'm too wound up to not think all night. I need to be rested and alert."

8:15 my alarm woke me. I quickly got ready for the "confrontation" breakfast.

When I entered the dining room my regular chair was empty. Three ladies ran to the kitchen and returned with loaded plates. Everyone had a different plate of food. I received two sampler plates with pieces of each of their special plates.

I looked stunned at my plates until Myra seated by my side explained each dishes names, main ingredients, and who it came from. Each of them triggered a different parts of my taste buds. When I finished the samples I asked for more. When questioned what did I want? My one word answer was "All." Instantly laughter and conversation broke out around the table as my plates were refilled.

After everyone finished Dora requested I close my eyes until I was told to open them. In the darkness I heard a soft chanting. When I was told to open them I was surrounded by six women who looked a combination of the six that were seated at the table moments before. Each was a carbon copy of the others.

After I stared for a few minutes at each of the women to their glee.

I was asked to close my eyes again and after a chanting when I reopened them everyone was back to their normal selves.

Dora pointed to the doorway to the hallway where my vision of a perfect woman stood. From my early teen age years my love for her hadn't changed until she died before our fiftieth anniversary. She slowly vanished.