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coinhabiting does. A nap will allow us both to refresh our minds and souls.”
    Abigail was not so tired, however, that she couldn’t think ahead to the encounter with Otto Goerden. It was curious that someone as obviously intelligent as Barbara knew so little about the book that Freddy had inspired. That was a question, she thought, she would have to ask Otto.

CHAPTER SEVEN
    ALL ABOUT EVE
    H ELLO, HELLO? Barbara, I’m sorry I’m late, but we still have time to get to the meeting at Jack Canfield’s home if we hurry,” blurted Eve, slightly flustered as she used her key to open the door to Barbara’s home.
    Eve was not officially Barbara’s employee, but she had retired from her own work as a nurse and therapist and had devoted most of her free time over the last three years to assisting Barbara and her Foundation for Conscious Evolution whenever, wherever, and however she could. She lived just a few miles away in downtown Santa Barbara and was eager to be part of what Barbara called “the most important social movement in the history of the world.”
    Abigail/Barbara was still lying on Barbara’s bed, somewhat drowsy from the “walk-in” transfer. Abigail/Barbara rose and made her way to the hallway, where Eve greeted her with a warm hug. “Come on, let’s get going. I am sure Jack and Inga will have coffee waiting, so let’s just jump in the car so we won’t be late.”
    Abigail/Barbara was not really sure at first who Eve was, but gradually she remembered her loyal assistant, what meeting she was talking about, and … meeting Otto! She grabbed a light-green leather jacket and followed Eve to the car.
    â€œI am so excited about today’s meeting,” Eve gushed as she backed out of the driveway and headed toward Jack’s home just five miles away. “When I spoke with Inga yesterday, she told me that she thought some of the European contacts for Project Wake Up will be joining us. I am particularly interested to meet Otto Goerden. I have read his Book of the Dream , and I think we can use that book to help wake people up.” She glanced across the front seat at Abigail/ Barbara. “It’s just a matter of getting people to use the right tools for raising their consciousness, and I am sure your vision will be realized.”
    Still groggy but catching on, Abigail/Barbara responded, “Yes, that is what we must hope. There is so much to do, and despite the enthusiasm of our inner circle I am concerned that time is passing and real progress on the global level is just not happening fast enough.”
    â€œI’m sure Jack will have some ideas on what we need to do,” Eve reassured Barbara.
    Soon enough, she drove up Jack’s driveway through a grove of magnificent orange trees on the right and gardens of colorful flowers on their left.
    Jack greeted Barbara and Eve with his usual warm hug and clear gaze. Inga poured tea, and introductions were made to Otto, his wife, Nina, and Jim Cusumano, a former Santa Barbara resident now living at Chateau Mcely outside of Prague. Jim had been a pop music star in his youth, best known for his hit single “Who Wears Short Shorts,” and he had gone on to write other platinum-selling songs. Yet in his midtwenties Jim had decided to pursue chemical engineering, and soon after he had started a biotech company. His company went on to become successful, and he sold it for half a billion dollars to Merxx, one of the largest multinationals in the world. Jim had married and had a daughter, who wanted to pursue an acting career. Jim’s wife was a writer and wrote a wonderful screenplay that would allow their daughter a starring role. Jim had plenty of money and bankrolled the film, which was both a commercial and critical success. Jim was living a magical life in which nothing could go wrong, but suddenly his wife came down with a rare form of cancer and died within three