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would probably come as a shock to her family who long ago decided she was as alley cat as myself.  Yes she is a bit of a follower, but hey not to that extent.  When I thought of the future and the part she might play in it, I hoped that she made it out of the town and maybe went to a university because she certainly needed more than the town had to offer.
     
    There is a loud knock at the door during all this and finally John and Ben are there with my clothes.  Hilda brings them up to speed with the events of the day so far and John has to be talked out of going off on a fruitless search for Red.  To be honest I would worry more for his safety than anything else at this point in time as I feel as if I am dealing with  someone whose abilities far out stretch anyone I have ever met.
     
    Aylsa suggests that I spend an hour or two honing my kick boxing skills and John offers to join us  so we set up on the back lawn and I get a thorough if ruthless work out which actually makes me feel good on more levels than one as I can see a friendship blossoming between Aylsa and John.  I then have the pleasure of another long soak in the bath with scented oils and a welcome change of clothes.  Admittedly jeans and yet another T shirt, but clean ones.  Then the boys offer to go and get a pizza for us all and I get to have a whole one for myself which borders on paradise. 
     
    Hilda wants to take me through some more paces this evening and as the boys are heading out to their gig, they suggest that Aylsa and Truthy might like to join them.  Two more enthusiastic groupies I have never seen as they all go forth.
     
    I had jotted down notes about ideas that had begun to form in my head relating to sound and how colours vibrate trying to link all this together with auras and other things that had been in her books.  I had managed to leaf through another couple whilst having my bath and consuming the pizza.  Not much had really made sense but I just felt on the verge of something that was huge and all I need is the ability to communicate some of it to someone like Hilda who might be able to make head or tail of where my mind was taking me.  I could see that the complex rituals and patterns in the books were just tools to focus the mind clearly and I felt that this must be why she had wanted me to meditate in the first place so that I could clear myself of all negative and unrelated thoughts.  However, I did not have time to fully absorb the rituals so that they were all tight in place before Wednesday night .  It would take years at the pace the authors seemed to want me to travel and my time had somehow become too precious to accommodate them.  So, I am attempting to explain theses ideas and feelings to Hilda and she at first looks bewildered and then appears to grasp some of the principles I am playing with.  I explain to her that what I need is to make a chart that links between the odd ideas and what she knows can be achieved and that is what we set out to do for the evening.
     
     
    We end up with sheets of paper pinned to her outbuilding walls for ease of movement as we need to establish an order for them first.  I have told her how music seems to open doors inside me that need to be safely bolted in place from the likes of Mr Red and this reminds her of something that she read a long time ago about how the people could use music to enchant or even kill.  I cannot see how it could kill but certainly some does tend to drain a person and lullabies send babies and small children to sleep.  It is definitely a mood shaper in its own right so maybe it could be subverted in a more magical sense.  I have heard of great musicians influencing theatres of people and at least one composer that caused a riot when his music was played.  Even in our small way we influence the people that come to hear us and I know when the crowd is with me because I can feel the emotion  quite tangibly in the air, although I am not certain how I