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Ariadne/Chapter Six: Healing the Boy

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Chapter Six:
Healing the Boy

After some time, Diantha requested permission to stay at the location of the Pythagorean School for a few days, and she was allowed to do so.

Ariadne also wanted to be allowed to stay. She herself did not want to part with the great Sage even for a minute! But Pythagoras said that it would be better if she still lived in her house and prepared it for the reception of the guests of the School, who would soon arrive. At present, only one of the houses of the School was completely built, and to place all the guests there would be difficult. Therefore, all those who were from Crotone spent their day in the School, and at night went to their homes.

* * *

Ariadne went to her house by the usual road and, at the same time, continued to stay in the space of Light in which Pythagoras Himself lived, spoke, and taught them to dwell.

The setting sun colored the objects around with a warm golden glow, making everything so beautiful that it seemed even a little unreal.

Ariadne had seen such beautiful sunsets before, but never before had she felt such bliss from the harmony and beauty of nature!

The world seemed to have transformed completely because of the changes that — thanks to the initial lessons of Pythagoras — occurred in herself! The world now began to feel wonderful, full of joy and beauty! Life now had a purpose and meaning, and it seemed to Ariadne that happiness was splashing and spreading all around, and that she could take it with handfuls from the heart and scatter it, like seeds of love, or radiate love, as the Sun was doing now, bestowing its light on everything! There was a feeling as if wings had grown behind her back, and that all she had to do was push off from the surface of the Earth — and she could fly!

And when she thought about Pythagoras, she saw His face, consisting of Light. It was not some kind of image that you recall when thinking about someone. It was a living, moving, Holy face! His gaze penetrated the soul and saw every emotion and thought of Ariadne…

“This is too much! This is — some kind of delusion!” And, as soon as Ariadne thought so, the face of Pythagoras disappeared from perception, as if He did not dare interfere in her life, unless she, herself, wanted this. Immediately, the world as if became gray… Or… was it just that a little cloud had obscured the sun?

“Sorry! I like it when You’re around! But this is so unusual and unexpected!…” — Ariadne said mentally. Again, the sun shone with a golden glow all around, and Ariadne was filled with Peace and Love.

* * *

The next day, Ferenika visited Ariadne again:

“Didn’t you promise to tell me about Pythagoras? Have you been listening to His speeches all these days, is that why we have not seen each other?”

“Oh yeah!”

“And what do you think of Him?”

“I do not know how to tell you… I seem to plunge into a sea of Light… And His speech sounds like music and penetrates the soul to the innermost depths! He talks about the most important things for all people!”

“Did you fall in love with Him, or what? Well, they do say that He is beautiful, like Apollo himself, who descended from Heaven! And yet, at the same time, He is already many years old, and He has visited distant countries and studied all the teachings. And people even argue that He is endowed with the eternal life of the Gods! Is this all true or fiction?”

“Are you going to listen to me talk about Him, Ferenika, or do you prefer tell me all about Pythagoras yourself?” — asked Ariadne with a smile. — “Anyway, I know what news will keep you quiet for a while: I met my childhood friend, Leonardos, and he is one of Pythagoras’ close disciples!”

“Oh! Tell me quickly: on which one of them do you have a crush? You are shining with such happiness that I cannot take my eyes off you!”

“A crush?… But this happiness is something entirely different! It is beyond this world! It carries one to the higher, Divine World! I now love this whole Creation, including flowers, trees, mountains, the sea with its emerald waves, and the hovering seagulls over the sea! I love Leonardos and his friends from the Pythagorean School! I love Pythagoras, Who has revealed to me all this incredible happiness of life and soul perfecting!”

… Ariadne began to tell Ferenika the main things that she had understood and learned in recent weeks and that had changed her whole life…

Truth be told, Ferenika was more interested in details about Ariadne’s relations with Leonardos: about whether he was confessing his love for Ariadne, and about whether they were kissing already…

* * *

During this time, outside, a noise and some exclamations were coming from a crowd. Several chariots were passing by Ariadne’s house. The drivers, in drunken voices, were shouting something about victories… They rushed past with a roar. The noise of the departing chariots and the neighing of horses had almost died down…

But then, the enthusiastic screams of the crowd turned into frightened cries.

“Something has happened there, let’s go look: maybe we can help!” —Ariadne said.

She got up and walked quickly through the garden to the gate. Ferenika rushed after her, trying to prevent her friend from going:

“You said you let all your slaves go! And if it’s dangerous — who will protect us?!”

… Almost opposite to the gate, people crowded around a boy of ten or twelve years old who had been knocked down by a chariot…

He was badly injured; there were obviously many fractures. The child was unconscious.

“We’ve already sent for a doctor, but to carry the boy far in his state would not be a good idea!”

Ariadne suggested:

“Let’s carry him to my house, it is right here!”

Four men, laying the boy on a raincoat, took him to the house of Ariadne and then, having decided that nothing else depended on them, they parted.

Ferenika lamented emotionally:

“What are we going to do with him? What if the doctor will not help — and the boy dies? We do not even know who his parents are! And this rascal, who knocked the child down, did not even think of stopping!”

… Ariadne almost did not hear her friend. The question of what to do — she now addressed to Pythagoras: to that shining image of Him that she could now see.

…. Pythagoras entered the house a few minutes later. Ariadne did not dare to ask how He managed to get to that place so quickly: did the Gods lead Him in advance, or were there other ways to control space and time?

Pythagoras embraced the whole space with His gentle calm:

“What has happened here, Ariadne? Do you need My help?”

… Ariadne pointed to the couch, where the boy’s crippled body was laid:

“He was hit by a chariot…”

“Now, my friends, calm down, go to the garden or sit down here, and do not have more fear, anxiety, and thoughts about pain and death! Everything will be fine!”

Ariadne and Ferenika sat quietly in the far corner of the room.

For some time, Pythagoras healed the mutilated body of the child, restoring the broken bones to a healthy state.

When He had finished, He said, addressing Ariadne:

“He will be alive and well! And he will not become a cripple! He must sleep until tomorrow. But since you took part in his salvation, you’ll have to take a little part in his destiny, Ariadne! And I, also, will be expected to participate in his fate!”

Pythagoras gently stroked Ariadne’s hair.

“Don’t worry: all this is for the best! I am very glad that you thought about inviting Me and that you managed to call Me!”

… Then, He turned to Ferenika, who had not yet recovered from having witnessed a miracle occur before her eyes:

“I’m glad to meet you, Ferenika! You could learn to control the fire that burns in you so brightly and so passionately!

“Also, I ask you, dear little talker, not to tell anyone the details about what happened here. Otherwise, our School will become a place of pilgrimage of all the infirm. But we must heal not bodies but souls! We must teach people to create and keep harmony in their lives; for then, diseases will no longer have any place in such lives!”

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The doctor came to the house of Ariadne when Pythagoras had already departed. He was sweating from the heat of the day and grumbled, cursing the weather and the child, who, after all, would die anyway!

Ariadne greeted him with the words:

“Thank you, and forgive me for having troubled you! But the boy merely fainted. People were afraid that his bones were broken, but now everything is fine! Your help is not required!”

… When the doctor heard from Ariadne that the boy had merely fainted and received several bruises, he was so furious that only a large reimbursement allowed him to calm down and reconcile himself with everything that had happened.