Chapter 2: The Flight & The First Meeting

It was a month later, October 2023, of unending conversation. Yeshua, Aaron at the time, was the only one who could receive Jena so there wasn’t really anywhere else for Jena to go.

She loved waking up, playing with Hank, blissing out and spending all day in her best friends inbox. Did he see her like that? She doesn’t know.

She just knows she could scream at the top of her lungs in her house, “I WANT HEAVEN HERE, NOW” and he would respond and match her energy. She was so in love without being in love.

And then it was a random day in October, the inevitable arrived, he sent her this voice clip, “Jena bought me a plane ticket”. And instantly purchased the ticket for that weekend.

Recording it all on zoom.

His flight was delayed, shrinking three days into two nights and one full day.

He arrived at the airport in Seattle, and Jena was delighted over her powers to download him from the quantum instantaneously.

The hood of his coral Under Armour sweatshirt that little did she know soon would become one of her favorite sweatshirts to wear.

She walked toward him, and there, in that moment, this pure delight was felt in her soul. This eager, open delighted innocence. The smallness of his being was something that stood out above the rest.

That his present was meek and so silent and not in any way what she had expected him to be.

And yet, no attraction. Only reverence. Only respect. Only delight. Only friendship.

They drove to Rachel Jane’s house and sat outside waiting for her to get ready for hours. Talking through everything, him sharing everything about his soul mate who was the image on his lock screen and how she doesn’t know it yet and has a boyfriend.

Something Jena honored and was not willing to impact the love and belief he had that she was the one for him.

Rachel got ready and we went to Dick’s and got burgers and headed back to the house and went to bed that night with not much more happening.

Jena had wanted Rachel there as a buffer ad anchor. She didn’t trust him nor herself with him. She didn’t know him enough to feel safe with him staying in her house with her alone. Jena takes every precaution.

That night, Jena gave Yeshua her bed and she slept on the couch cushions on the floor with Hank while Rachel slept on her cozy leather couch.

Jena woke up in the morning and slipped into her bedroom with Yeshua and she had the best time of her life.

While the soon to be told story around the Barbie movie, does tap past this. The overall experience of pure heaven and pure delight in those few hours at Rachel continues to sleep in the front room. It is still one of the most profound energetic experiences of her life.

They sat on the window sill in Jena’s bedroom. Talking unending as they always did.

Yeshua at one point stood up and while standing over Jena sitting began to speak out a prayer over humanity. Every part of Jena blissed knowing someone on the planet existed like here. Still oblivious, uninterested and honoring every word he spoke around his soul mate, this was still it.

This was her dream. Finding someone who was here and could be here with her.

Jena was married to herself. She knew no one would hold and embody the second coming of Christ with her as her husband. And Aaron Hurst was definitely not Jesus, is what. she believe.

Rachel woke up and Jena walked into the front room. The energetic vortex dropped levels that was so obvious. Every part of her grieved that high energy was now gone and that magic evaporated from the space.

Either way, Jena released and represented herself as the now new energetic dynamic with Rachel awake.

They ordered juice and avocado toast from a local health shop that was delivered to Jena’s apartment.

All three sitting in Jena’s bedroom at the window sill.

Jena’s coffee some how spilt which is a very auspicious sign for her that has happened countless times with so many of them documented each time.

As Jena received what was happening, Yeshua was there with a paper towel.

Jena dumb founded thought to herself,

"How do you even know where the paper towels are?"

A mystery left unanswered. As first, she keeps them under the sink. (Another story for another day) And not only did he not go for those, he found the ones in her laundry room closet that seeing he had only got there they night before would have no clue they existed.

It was as if he had her mess cleaned up before it was even spilled.

In awe, Jena’s eyes opened to him just a little more watching him clean up the mess she made.

Some boxes got checked in that moment and Jena in her devotion to her path was VERY clear there was NOTHING he could do to break down the force field she had created to ensure no one got in or close to her in any way.

The survival of all humanity hangs in her hands is what she believes. Falling for some guy who already has a soul mate is NOT how she is going to spend her sexual energy.

Either way, it was noticed in ways that can now never be unnoticed.

Still no attraction. Only honor, only reverence, only respect and the certainty of something divine.

At this point, she gives him a Mala Necklace she bought weeks before guided by Spirit. She had no clue what she was having her buy it. In that moment she knew, she gave it to him as an anchor that he was taken and off limits and while every fiber of her being melted with the prayer, and the paper towels sealed the deal. There was ZERO way she would tempt, test or engage with ANY sexual energy and the necklace was her vow and commitment to the purity of the moment, the experience.

And Jena was VERY clear she didn’t want to be known as someone people could come stay with and have intimate experiences with. There was no more of this for her in her life.

No matter what it was clear, Yeshua was off limits and the bliss points were in existance.