We looked in on Almine today. We wondered how an exceptional mystic like her spends her day…
Every Wednesday night the homeless meet in a little church hall in town. It’s supposed to be the most festive thing in their life, but it seemed rather barren to me. So I made autumn centerpieces for their tables. There should be five (I’ll have to make another), but I ran out of flowers.
Secondly, I’ve baked for the homeless, the church homeless social, and for a little high school club that aims to remove prejudice against certain groups in school…
The Book of High Magic
I had a visit from a book waiting to be written — a hard cover book for publication in 2017. I first saw its title, written in a strange script (translated it means: The Book of High Magic). It hung in the air in front of me and I could see it was hand written and illustrated in my handwriting — exciting, but this will be a lot of work.
Last night I found a male sleeping in my bed! He really startled my daughter Jaylene, and me – we heard him snoring!
Apparently he’s from the future. Now that we’ve prevented the Third World War, my work survives into the future. He’d been studying it and was able to travel back into this time using the techniques we prepared for the Moscow seminar. He disappeared soon afterwards.
I was amazed that he’d managed to get through the White Light shield around our house, but the Angel God says that in order to make it impervious against time travelers, there was a specific method that would reveal itself only when I uncover the secrets about time accessible to a resurrected being. Tomorrow’s work — I’ll keep you posted.