But at 11:00 am, steeped in the words of the Company of Heaven (I’m writing a series on the rising energies), bliss overtook me.
Did I jump into the lake? No. Was I pushed? No. Did I fall into it? No.
It arose in me. Where did it come from? I do not know. I wish I did because I’d go there and camp out.
But it utterly and instantly wiped from my memory all traces of upset.
Surely the movement from drama to bliss, from trauma to love is divinely ordained. If our purpose in life is to know ourselves as God, and God is bliss everlasting, then our movement from 3rd -Dimensional molasses to…
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