“…Go back. You’ve had a lot of life lessons, gained a lot of wisdom from them. Let’s find a time where a lesson you learned is impacting on your life today. Go back.”
Spencer had been half-entranced when he’d watched Nelson on the video. That soft, soothing voice hadn’t changed over the last decade. If anything, it was even richer, more powerful. It convinced him to let go of all the stress and fears that had been weighing him down for too long and concentrate on his physical form. Without the flesh, the rest was cerebral ephemera, without intent, without purpose. Each might need the other, but right now, his mind didn’t care what his body was doing.
It stretched out on something soft—Nelson’s couch—content to rest, unwilling to move without direct command. His limbs felt heavy, like the
