2009

March 28, 2009

A woman knocked on my door. When I answered, she told me she was guided to find me and that she had something to give me. She handed me several stacks of what appeared to be newsletters, with light blue paper, that she had made up. They were in about 6 or so stacks, and were copies that she told me were intended for me to learn from and then hand out and teach others as well.

When I started to try and read what was written on them, I noticed they were about different myths of various gods and goddesses, but the stories told were very much different than what we normally here about them. I pointed that out to her. She replied that she had been guided to access the stories directly without any influence from what others had already written and now it was up to me to decide what to do with them from that point on, because her job was done

...but, before she could turn them over to me, I needed to sign for them. She told me I had to make sure I used a small circle directly above the 'i' in my name and carefully cross my all my t's as well.

I did as she said. When done, my signature looked more like something you would find on an artistic stamp rather than a my actual signature (nothing like how I sign my name now). She then signed her name as well. It was less elaborate but beautiful to look in its simplicity. She then walked off, leaving me with the stacks of papers to read.