They remained invisible at the Woman’s Circle and seemed to accept my having Chinese dinner with a friend. It’s a cold night on the West Coast with a forecast of freezing temperatures. Snow may appear on Friday and/or Saturday. I have extra toques and mittens.
Coming home tonight, on a steep hill, in driving rain, with a stream of traffic in both directions and with no street lights, I quickly passed a woman who was hitching. She haunts me as I write and I need to ask forgiveness for not going out of my way to turn around and give her a ride. I was only a short distance from my home, but I still could have driven her to her destination. I realize that many others who were traveling further could have stopped as well. But I must deal with my selfishness, not that of others.
Therefore, it’s bittersweet to be safely tucked into my warm house, watching Duc-la-chat sleep peacefully on a bright yellow chair beside the blazing fire. A single candle burns by the white flower on the altar. The prescribed apple sits atop an envelop of three wishes.
I believe this video was sent as a gift with precision timing from the Archangels. Please watch it with your soul and listen with your heart. Then you decide:
Wait until you see one of my wishes in the envelop for the Archangels!
I’ll share it with you on the last day.
Four more days with Archangels MICHAËL, GABRIEL, RAPHAËL, URIEL and METATRON.
Already I ache over the thought of them leaving.