While gardening yesterday 7/18/14 I was drawn to think about the plane crash and not the peas I was planting. I looked up into the woods around my garden and heard a voice. I looked for a face in the trees and leaves. I saw in my minds eye and older oriental man in glasses standing , just standing and starring at me.
I said aloud “you can go now. you have to go it’s okay”.
i looked down and then began to hoe the trench for my peas to sew in. i thought it was over.
the voice said” i can’t,”
then i said as i continue to hoe the earth “you have to, you can’t help now you have to go” and i stopped the digging and raised my hand over my head and spun a circle to open the aura, a place easier for him to cross to the place he needed to go.
The sun was bright and the birds were talking in a slight breeze that rattled the leaves lightly.
He said” tell them i love them, tell them goodbye i didn’t say goodbye i didn’t”
“I can’t ” I stopped an looked around hoping to see him walking around like you see one the TV shows. Nope didn’t see him only heard the voice and my mind saw him. I took a breath and said I” don’t know who you are, how can I tell someone what you want to say if I don’t know who you are”
I thought about how hard it is to find the relatives in real life, i thought about how hard it is to remotely contact someone in the metaphysical world.
I’m not hoeing anymore as I say “who are you?”
I hear” ….Q….k….quwa….chung….Qui Chung” and I can see the writing of it in my minds eye.
“Okay, I’ll try Qui Chung” and i continue on my plan to plant the rest of my peas.
later i make good on my promise to try and find 2 people that seemed to jump out at me on FB and send them a freind request.
And so it goes.
7/19/14 I woke from a dream and a small boy, a fire and a family of 4. in the dream the fire was started by a stove, and everyone got out okay, but the boy sat on my lap and he was small and bony, black hair and freckles, cuddling me. and thought I should cross him over cuz he may have been part of the plane crash so i say “you can go” and raise my hand in my sleep and squeeze him a hug and i wake up.
I watch TV show this am i never watch this show but a boy looked kinda like the boy from the dream and there was a house fire in the story……hummmmmmmm always a mystery.