MOVIES FOR THE MIND SERIES

VOLUME ONE

AND YET A LITTLE WHILE

A Scripted Novel about Pre-Birth Planning

A fictional companion to the book,

In Secret Diffusion: The Upper Realm Answers
Questions About Earth

By

LINDA J. BROWN

And Yet A Little While: A Scripted Novel about Pre-Birth Planning

A Companion Fiction To In Secret Diffusion: The Upper Realm

Answers Questions About Earth

All Rights Reserved

Copyright - 2010

Hey Boomers Media

Clearwater, Florida

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ISBN: 978-0-9820049-3-7

eISBN: 9780982004920

LCCN: 2010937070

Writer’s Guild of America

Registration Number: 1200839

(Part I - And Yet A Little While)

Registration Number: 120840

(Part 2 - Go With The Floe)

PRINTED IN THE UNITED STATES

CONTENTS

Introduction

And Yet A Little While

Go With the Floe

Other books by Linda J. Brown

About The Author

Fantastic Books Along These Same Lines

AND YET A LITTLE WHILE

FADE IN

EXTERIOR. EDGE OF THE ANTARCTIC OCEAN - DAY

The scene is a bleak Antarctic outpost. There’s a Quonset hut of WWII vintage, set on the shore of an ocean bay. Strong currents move past loose shore ice, occasionally breaking off chunks and carrying them through a narrow channel into the main ocean. White mists swirl above the churning water. Streaks of color showing through the blizzard prove to be a group of eleven men and women, dressed in bright, fur-lined parkas trudging from the Quonset to the edge of the water. At first, they appear to be simply threads of moving color, shades of yellows, reds, and blues in vague forms. Gradually, we can make out faces as they approach the edge of the ocean.

One man, TIM GROGAN, (45), coordinates the activities of the others by chopping off ice floes for each of them, one at a time. Using a heated rod, he inserts a pole into a three-foot wide chunk of ice and helps someone to step aboard. That person then goes swirling off into the mists, teetering precariously on his shaky perch. One by one, all of the people are launched from the edge of the solid ice shelf.

MUSIC – an ethereal, but strong and hopeful farewell theme.

EXT. A MAN ON AN ICE FLOE - DAY

Before moving very far from shore and within sight of all the others, a man suddenly falls off of his ice floe. He flails for a moment and sinks slowly under the surface. Everyone watches this but does not react. Grogan, on the shore, observes the struggle placidly and turns with a slight smile to walk back towards the Quonset hut.

EXT. UNDERWATER - DAY

As the drowned man sinks, his clothing slips off leaving him nude. Down, down, he goes as the blue water becomes black. Gradually, he turns head downward, curled into a relaxed fetal position.

GO TO BLACK

INTERIOR. INSIDE THE UTERUS - DARK

There is a transition from ocean waters to the waters of the uterus. The curled, upside-down, child floats for a moment in the amniotic fluid. Then, labor contractions begin and the child disappears, inch by inch, into the birth canal. Finally, feet and legs slip from sight. This soul has returned to Earth for another life.

INT. HOSPITAL DELIVERY ROOM -

A mother sees her newborn infant for the first time in the happy moments after a successful delivery.

EXT. BETWEEN QUONSET HUT AND OCEAN – DAY

RANDALL WHITEHORSE, (55), and GROGAN stand looking out over the coastline. The new departures are still visible, moving away from shore on their ice floes, and gradually disappearing into the mist. An empty ice floe bobs in the foreground. Whitehorse is distinguished-looking, and in charge of this Antarctic outpost, the re-entry point for reincarnating souls as they go back into a life on Earth. He handles the technical details while his assistant, Grogan, deals with the individuals. The setting is suggestive of the WWII era, not because it is wartime, but to indicate the “ragged edge” state of the transition between the physical world and the non-material, spiritual realm that these souls are coming from. Both men wear simple, monotone, streamlined outfits: turtleneck jerseys, stretch pants and ankle boots. Whitehorse wears deep purple and Grogan wears navy blue. When going outside, they wear parkas with fur-lined hoods.

EXT. ZION NATIONAL PARK LODGE – SUMMER DAY

It’s mid-summer and the famous Zion National Park in Utah is at full swing. Visitors have come for a chance to explore the natural rock formations and the beautiful Western outdoor life. The park is filled with campers, hikers, kayakers and rock climbers taking part in organized activities or striking out on their own in the beautiful weather.

Zion Lodge offers comfort as well as group tours and many different activities. One of the most popular bus excursions is a guided tour through ancient rock formations and wind-and-water-carved deep canyons. Most people note a striking spiritual atmosphere, as is often reported at vortexes in many sacred places of the world.

On this morning, hotel guests are milling about in front of the attractive rustic Zion Lodge, as the morning tour bus arrives. College students, spending the summer working at the park, organize the day’s sightseers and encourage them to board the bus. People are dressed in tee shirts, shorts and hiking boots.

EXT. OUTSIDE THE TOUR BUS – DAY

As the tourists begin to board the bus, a family of four, JIM (38), his wife SUE (35), and two small children), look around calling for their daughter, SHEILA (16), who is talking excitedly with a group of youth at the hotel entrance. She runs up to them as the tour leader is trying to get everyone aboard.

EXT. BESIDE THE BUS – DAY

Sue gives in. Sheila hugs them all and darts off to join the other group. The family boards the bus and the bus moves away from the lodge area.

INT. INSIDE THE ZION PARK BUS – DAY

The tour guide is pointing out geological features in the canyon wall as the bus winds through the beautiful park. Many guests are staying at the hotel and seem to be well acquainted, laughing and enjoying casual camaraderie with each other.

INT. FOCUS ON OUR FAMILY – DAY

EXT. BUS ON HIGH, WINDING ROAD AT THE CANYON’S EDGE. – DAY

A huge rock from above the hairpin turn, breaks loose and lands on the bus, directly above the driver. He loses control, swerves, and the bus goes off the cliff.

EXT. VIEW OF BUS FALLING END OVER END AND LANDING ON ROCKS FAR BELOW – DAY

There is shattering noise of metal hitting rock and finally silence.

EXT. BODIES AND BUS PARTS LIE SCATTERED AT THE BOTTOM OF THE CANYON – DAY

The sunlight is dimmed at the bottom of the canyon; it takes a moment to distinguish the shape of the broken bus from the rocks in the river. Then, the horror of the carnage settles in, as we see our family lying dead with many others. In the next moment, however, a small dot of light emerges from each body. It hovers for a moment above its body. Then, some little lights quickly begin to rise above the scene, while others seem to hang about.

Sheila’s family hovers momentarily together and then the children’s brilliant dots of light streak upward and out of sight. The mother’s white light meanders a bit, accompanied by her husband’s blue dot; until he too, moves upward and away.

In a little while, there is only the broken bus and the river and a few firefly-like light dots buzzing about in the dim light.

EXT. A CANYON WALL IN SUNSHINE – DAY

Sheila and the other youth are having a very good climb and enjoying themselves with laughter and encouragement. A tiny white light hovers close to Sheila’s shoulder, but the girl is too busy to notice. Suddenly, the stops and looks around at the beautiful scenery.

EXT. WE RISE HIGHER AND HIGHER ABOVE THE EARTH AND SOON ARE HIGH ABOVE THE PLANET IN THE STRATOSPHERE

We join the flow of moving light dots representing the whole color spectrum. These lights are far more than the passengers of the bus and join a light stream from all over the planet rising upwards.

ORCHESTRAL MUSIC – The lights move in relation to the strains of the music, which becomes fuller and richer as the brilliant, sparkling river approaches a glowing honey-combed inward-curving wall, which shimmers and moves, like a mirage seen at a distance. Like brilliant little bees, bits of light flow into various openings and disappear into the tunnels formed by the honeycomb effect. We follow, surrounded by fellow light forms.

INT. A DARK TUNNEL WITH LIGHT AT THE END

We find ourselves moving beside the dad, (JIM), of the family in the bus. We recognize his face now as it materializes in a hazy form within his shapeless deep blue light.

EXT. EMERGING INTO LIGHT AFTER THE TUNNEL.

Jim’s form quickly emerges into space from the tunnel but he keeps moving, though lights around him are drawn towards waiting groups. Then, Jim’s form floats for a moment, as if remembering this as a familiar experience. A purple light is seen coming towards him. The approaching light gradually changes into the form of a sixty-year-old doctor wearing surgical scrubs, whom Jim recognizes as an old friend. The two greet each other and embrace warmly. This is Jim’s spirit Guide. After the reunion, the blue light and the purple light move rapidly forward to a large crystalline building in the distance, toward which flow other rivers of light forms.

ORCHESTRAL MUSIC – The connection between the sound of the music and the flow of the light beings becomes more obvious as we watch eddies and swirls created by the purposefully moving lights. Many times, groups of small, various-colored lights on the shore appear to meet the individuals who are coming in on the stream of music. They will have a brief, happy reunion before the incoming dots of color continue on their way toward the central station, which now appears to be shaped like a galaxy with a central core and bright, curving arms radiating out in all directions. Jim and his guide flow into the center of this bright, circle.

EXT. A VIEW FROM ABOVE THIS STATION – SPACE

The circular orb at the center of the radiating arms of surrounding light, changes focus for us and we become aware that this great brilliant body is the full Harvest moon, a rare but delightful and familiar scene to earthlings. After a moment of physical, three-dimensional viewing, the celestial body returns to an appearance resembling a galaxy cluster.

INT. WITHIN THE TERMINAL OF THE MOON STATION

Many lights of all colors flow purposefully around in this large main terminal. Some appear to be streaks of moving color; others exhibit an upper body representation of the body they wore in the life just exited. Some seem confused and hesitant as to their direction. Some streak through as if this is familiar to them. Many are accompanied by a Guide and are engaged in lively conversation. It is the same movement found in every train station or airport terminal on Earth. Eventually, all get sorted out and move smoothly, almost as if on conveyor belts towards the various surrounding terminal arms.

INT. MAIN TERMINAL – BRIGHT LIGHT

The members of Jim’s family, his wife and their two small children, find each other within the station and have a happy reunion. Each one is now accompanied by a Guide and a few friends and relatives. Soon, each one of them glides away and travels down a different track, waving a cheerful goodbyes to each other.

ORCHESTRAL MUSIC – is fuller and louder now and is obviously the power behind this dance of the dots.

Jim and his Guide move rapidly down one of the peripheral arms.

INT. VIEW INSIDE RADIATING TERMINAL ARM

As the two purple and deep blue blobs of light move along the tunnel, they appear to be standing on an airport conveyor belt. By now, their have assumed the human form that represents their life together as doctors. They talk intensely, moving their arms as they laugh and converse. This relationship between Guide and mature student is like that of best friends. Though we don’t hear their words, we know that they are recapping the life which Jim has just suddenly left, as if the apparently-untimely death was very timely and just as all souls involved had planned it.

EXT. A BRIDGE ABOVE THE MOVING CONVEYOR

Beyond the terminal the view of space is seen through the transparent arms of the radiating corridor leading from the terminal. A man’s figure, gigantic in comparison to Jim’s and all figures on the conveyor, stands upon an arched bridge above the moving stream of light. He wears a black tuxedo and is waving a baton. We realize that he is the conductor of an invisible orchestra, which we have heard since these lifeforms rose from the planet’s surface. Rather, he is the conductor for the music heard in this area, and is one of a dozen for the entire terminal.

We see that he is aware of every light being, and pulls it towards its destination by the movement of his conductor’s wand. If any particles of light get caught in an eddy or happen to pause by the side, he gently coaxes them underway again, designing the music that results from his managing the flow of souls. By now, many of the moving lights are singing and joining their voices in the vocalized choir sound which is mixed in with the musical instruments.

Beyond the bridge are light pods, which turn out to be separate rooms, clustered like grapes along the vine of light. Jim’s guide drops him off at one of these circular rooms. All of the lights inside, upon Jim’s arrival, assume their own sketchy human form and move happily to greet their old friend. He has now joined his primary soul group.

POINT OF VIEW OF THE MUSIC CONDUCTOR – LIGHT

This large Being is Warren Smith and he helps to administer the process of moving incoming souls to their immediate destination. He does his job with gusto, but when a fire is lit inside of a Grecian Temple opposite from his post on the bridge, his focus becomes a bit divided as he watches a scene unfolding inside of the Temple.

INT. INSIDE THE GREEK TEMPLE – LIGHT

A Council of Elders is meeting with a soul to consult about his return to an Earth life. His Guide stands some feet behind him, but ready to assist if needed. Five Council Members sit behind a table consulting with the soul who stands before them. The meeting is formal but very loving as they review the returning soul’s plan for a new life on Earth.

Council members wear beautiful robes ranging in color from blue to deep purple. Nearest the window is JANE, (40), whose robe is dark blue. It is she whom Warren is watching as she participates in the meeting.

BELOW THE BRIDGE OF THE CONDUCTOR

Suddenly, it looks like a game of bumper cars as some of the movement becomes slowed and impeded when Warren’s attention wanders. Discordant sounds get his attention again and he must work his wand to get the moving lights organized and flowing smoothly again. He continues to watch Jane but now sticks to his business as a Conductor, as well.

AT THE STEPS OF THE GREEK TEMPLE

Warren waits until Jane descends the Temple steps after the Council is adjourned.

They kiss like the lovers they are.

After a brief kiss, Jane disappears in a blur of color. Warren whisks off in another direction.

VIEW OF WARREN WHIZZING THROUGH THE AIR

Sound of a communication device. He pulls a very sophisticated cell phone from his pocket and reads it: “Mountaintop Meeting – NOW!”

His shape disappears as he responds to the summons whizzing away in a blur of light.

EXT. HIGH CELESTIAL MOUNTAINTOP – DUSK

Warren’s Council of Elders is already waiting for him, sitting on the ground before a council fire. They are the wise ones of four American Indian tribes. Their faces are wrinkled and their blankets are woven with purple and pure gold tribal symbols. All sit in a circle indicating Warren’s great favor with his Councilors.

EXT. MOUNTAINTOP MEETING PLACE – NIGHT

The meeting around the fire lasts into the night as the Elders makes sure that Warren’s knowledge is sufficient to the task.

EXT. A BEAUTIFUL GLASS-LIKE HOME RADIATES WITH LIGHT.

INT. THE DINING ROOM - NIGHT

This home is in a Heavenly Realm above Earth. It is the residence of a high-ranking Administrator of Cosmic Matters. Its walls shimmer and shift as if not quite solid.

JANE, (40) a beautiful, spiritually-aristocratic, woman, sits at a small, elegantly-set dining table, obviously waiting for someone with whom she is very much in love. She has taken pains with the food and table decorations and is eager for his arrival. Time passes and she becomes hungry and nibbles a little but continues to wait.

INT. SAME DINING TABLE - LATER AT NIGHT

It’s much later and the candles have burned down. Jane eats her meal alone.

INT. KITCHEN, SAME HOME - LATE THAT NIGHT

Jane has just put away the uneaten food and cleaned up. She is not happy about being stood up.

SOUND EFFECT - DOORBELL

INT. INSIDE FRONT DOOR - VERY LATE NIGHT

Jane’s sheepish lover, handsome in a rumpled, casual way, and dressed informally, holds a bunch of roses.

INT. THE KITCHEN - NIGHT

As Jane prepares his food, Warren fills an ice grinder with cubes, and puts the ground chunks in his glass. Then, he throws handfuls of cracked ice into his mouth, chewing as he talks. His ice-eating habit continues in a natural manner throughout the evening, before and after eating. He always has a supply of ice to chew and somehow manages to avoid being an ill-mannered boor.

INT. THE KITCHEN TABLE - NIGHT

Warren pours each of them another glass of champagne. He has finished his meal.

EXT. AN ANTARCTIC WASTELAND - DAY

A whiteout: wind and snow obscure everything. Gradually, moving colors can be perceived. The colors prove to be bright parkas worn by a group of eleven people, five women, six men, who pile out of a Sno Cat and cross a narrow bridge over a chasm, walking into snow and mist.

EXT. FRONT ENTRY TO QUONSET HUT - DAY

The group is greeted jovially by Grogan, who invites them to enter.

INT. ENTRY HALLWAY OF QUONSET - DAY

The entry hall is paneled in rough wood. Just the basics. However, something about it exudes warmth and welcome, making everyone feel as if they have returned to their happy home. The new arrivals hang their parkas on wall pegs. Each person hands Grogan a rolled-up scroll about six inches long.

Grogan calls into the Quonset,

EXT. A SNOWY, ANTARCTIC WILDERNESS - DAY

Warren Smith is riding a snowmobile. He’s going very fast and looking for signs of life. He circles, stops, walks a few feet, shades his eyes and scans the horizon. Then he pulls a map out of his jacket, turns it upside down and every which way. He can’t make any sense of it.

He reaches for his cell phone and tries dialing. No signal.

He puts his useless cell phone back in his pocket, gets aboard the snowmobile and tries to figure out which way to go. Finally, he just revs up and heads out, obviously with no idea of the direction in which he should be heading.

INT. QUONSET HUT/WOMEN’S SHOWERS - DAY

MARTHA, ESTHER, WINNIE, MARISHKA, and PENELOPE, introduce themselves to each other. Esther and Marishka are already well-acquainted. All shower and shampoo in three-sided stalls.

MARTHA (30) - Practical, but misguided. Won’t stand up for herself but rescues everyone. Puts on grey sweat pants and shirt.

ESTHER (35) - Perky, cute, wildly optimistic, irrepressible, deeply spiritual. Has done this gig a million times and absolutely loves it. Wears bright green sweats.

WINNIE (20) - Athletic, attractive, black and led by her emotions. Her sweat outfit is white.

MARISHKA (40) – A deeply spiritual and highly experienced Being, who has suffered through many challenging lifetimes. Puts on light blue sweats.

PENELOPE (20) - a beginner at life, wide-eyed and hesitant, but beautifully innocent with the hint of future wisdom. Wears a white sweat suit outfit.

SOUND EFFECT: AN APPROACHING SNOWMOBILE

EXT. AERIAL VIEW, COMPLEX - SUNDOWN