Chapter One

A beautiful blue sky greeted me on the morning of June 6th, l987. In Ohio the flowers were starting to bloom. I remembered the sun broke through the clouds as I sat down to type the first time with Alum. The lessons he gave today were rattling in my brain. Several pieces of paper lay on my old antique desk which faced our bay window, that looked out over our back yard.

I moved over to my rocker recliner contemplating my experience, when Hal entered the patio glass sliding doors that led out from our family room. His face was damp from planting some tomatoes for the summer. He looked at me in puzzlement and asked; "Are you typing a letter, honey?" 
"No." I replied feeling trapped. "I have been talking, or think I have to my guardian angel, Alum."
I tried to look noncommittal and lowered my eyes to avoid his reaction. My husband was a quiet man, and had little to say. He was gentle and kind to me. I wondered what he was thinking of my statement? Hal looked young for his age and a lock of his black hair lay in a wave across his forehead. He stood erect all five feet, five inches and looked at me with his soft brown eyes. 
"Did you say an angel, Sue?" I didn't reply but looked at him waiting for his next question. He walked slowly over to the desk and picked up the pieces of paper and found his easy chair next to mine. He sat down with a sigh and began to read what was given to me.
When he had finished reading, he looked at me and said, "Sue this is something else. You would never make this up to tease me, would you?" he was looking to me for reassurance.
"Well, I 'm not sure yet if it is me or my angel but I find it is truly fascinating, Hal."
"Well, honey keep on talking to Alum, for he is very interesting and I want to hear more of all he has to tell you?" Hal  reached across extending his hand to me for reassurance.
I looked at him and smiled, squeezing his hand in mine. "Okay honey, only can we keep this to ourselves for now? Some people may think I went off my rocker." I started to laugh relieved I had told him what happened. I had to go every morning to talk to my angel to complete this book, he wanted me to do.

My mind wondered backwards to how I got started on my adventure with Alum. Hal and I were Catholic and obeying our church laws. We both were converts to the church and had married in 1956. We had no children until Brigette came along in 1973. We wanted children all along but nothing had happened. When we joined the church we were told all had a guardian angel to watch over us our entire lifetime but to talk to one while alive? I wondered why he chose me to do this book for him? I had no knowledge to do this and I was not a well known author? I wondered if people would think I was off my rocker instead of sitting in one. I wasn't exactly a pious Catholic but neither was I a bad person. I loved God. In fact mom had always told me I had a special angel when a kid.
We lived in a brick one floor ranch. We had three bedrooms, two baths, a family room and living room. Our two car garage was converted partly into our hypnosis office.
I stretched my arms into the air yawning and spoke out loud, 'Oh well, I won't get my work done in this rocker.' Parts of me longed for tomorrow to learn all Alum would teach me. I was to communicate only in the mornings and to sit at the typewriter with my eyes closed after placing my fingers on the keys. To say, 'The Lord's Prayer' and to type with my eyes closed. I was also to surround myself with a white light, which Alum called God's light. I was asked to do this book and to save all the materials I had typed with Alum. 
I wondered how I could type with my eyes closed but I was ready to try it again. I found what I had learned interesting, we were to do a book, together for the edification of mankind. I wondered what I would personally learn. I wasn't sure I had the guts to show any of these papers to anyone for fear they would come for me in a little straight jacket.
That night when supper was over I sat wondering how did all this get started? My friend Marilyn, who lived in Indiana was recovering from a brain tumor. She had been in a coma for weeks. Jim and Marilyn had been our friends for years. We had been very concerned for her recovery. We had lit many candles and had said many prayers. She had called to ask us if we would be available to go out to eat with them next Saturday. I was excited to see her and counting the days till she arrived. I recalled our phone conversation;
I placed the call and Marilyn answered in her sweet voice, "Hello."
"Hi yourself," I greeted her.
"Sue!" she sounded so happy to hear my voice. "It is so good to hear you. We are coming to see you this weekend, will you be busy? We want to take you out to eat dinner."
"Oh Marilyn," my voice choked with emotions, to hear her talking. "it is so good to hear your voice too! Sure, dinner sounds great can't wait. When will you get here?"
"About noon, she replied, and I want to discuss something with you when we are all alone."
"Are you okay?" I asked feeling tense like something was wrong with my friend.
"Yes, I am fine only there is something I want to talk to you about only not on the phone."
I wondered what this was but knew Marilyn's disposition and so replied, "Okay, we are sure looking forward to seeing you!"
"Jim and I should arrive around noon at his folks. We will visit with Barney and Pearl, for a while. We will call you when we are ready to come to your home."
"Okay, Marilyn, you guys drive careful. I sure miss you Marilyn and love you a lot."
"I love you too, Sue." She said with deep emotions.
I hung up the phone and looked at the calendar, only four more days till Saturday. I wondered what she wanted to tell me? 
Marilyn was a serious person. I had known her so long that I knew it must be a problem, she wanted me to solve. I could handle all that but if they had personal problems; I didn't want that. I loved them both. 'oh well,' I'd have to wait till Saturday, to learn what is up.
I turned my attention on my work trying to not allow myself to get all upset over this mystery. I was daily hearing problems and I wondered at times, how I managed to remain calm. The only time I did get upset was on Brigette. I had her so late in life, I didn't seem to have the patience. She was always up to something and I called her affectionately, 'Dennis the Menace.' We had pet names for her and would often call her 'B' and when bad 'brat.'
I turned the lights off for I was ready for bed but I couldn't turn off my brain.
The week flew by quickly and Saturday rolled around. I hadn't scheduled any clients for that day, keeping all clear for our friends. The phone rang and I raced almost falling down to answer it. "This is your hypnosis technician how can I help you?" 
"Hi, it's me!" I heard Marilyn laughing. "Boy do you sound uppity, we plan to come over at five o'clock if that is okay with you?"
I chuckled at her remark and came back, "Oh I think we can fit you in, when did you guys get here?"
"About noonish," she continued to tease me, "Jim wants to eat at the China Gate, okay?"
"Great," I ignored her banter, "we'll be ready but Marilyn what is all this mystery about?"
"Not until tonight, Sue," her voice had taken on dead seriousness. " I won't discuss it till we are all alone." 
I thought about Pearl, my Godmother, may be listening or Barney her husband. "Okay turkey," I quipped, "see you tonight."
I raced around the house trying to figure out what to wear and tossed an outfit into the washer. I yelled for Hal who was outside cleaning the car. "Honey, Marilyn called you'd better get cleaned up, we are going to the China Gate."
"I was just finishing up" he yelled back. "I'll take my shower first cause you take to long." He walked indoors and ruffled my head as he passed me and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. I was just fixing my hair when the doorbell rang. I tried to beat Hal to the door and opened it to reveal my best friends Marilyn and Jim. "It's them, Hal," I shouted only to back into Hal behind me. I opened our door wide and pulled Marilyn into my arms. I noticed Jim waiting patiently behind her. "Come in you two," I said rather loudly. "Oh, Marilyn, I've missed you so much," tears were gathering in my eyes. My makeup was smudging and I noticed Marilyn's eyes were full of tears. "Oh Marilyn, we were so afraid we'd loose you!"
"Well, I am back," she said, with happiness, "what are you going to do with me now?"
I looked at Marilyn's new perm, that barely hid the deep scare on her temple. I placed my hand tenderly over the scar as if to heal it or to take away the pain my friend had suffered.
Marilyn noticed this gesture and began to cry. "We are going to look a mess for dinner," she said.
I had forgotten Jim who stood patiently waiting for us to notice him. "Hi, Jimmy," I grabbed him for a bear hug. "How are you doing?" A smile broke across his face. Jim was a tall person about six feet, I'd guess, and I notice he was trying to cover the bald spot on top of his head. He had soft brown eyes, like my Hal's and was very good to Marilyn. He had been through so much and I wanted to cheer them both up. 
"Come on you two it's our treat tonight" with this news Jim perked up. I knew they had money problems due to expense of hospitals. Hal grinned at me so I figured he was in agreement.
Marilyn and Jim had two daughters, Lori (which was my 'Godchild), and Cathy, who was the oldest. I had known them since they were born. Jim's parents also were our friends. Pearl being my Godmother. We were like a family but not related. We had many precious memories from the past and felt very at home with each other. "Let's get going." I smiled at all. 
We drove them to the restaurant and were seated. Placing our order, I turned to Marilyn and said, "Okay friend, I have waited all week to hear what is up come clean."
"Well," Marilyn found it hard to begin, " I wanted to know if you believe you may have lived before?"
Marilyn was looking at me to see my reactions and I knew she was feeling apprehension at her question. I had been taking a bite of sweet and sour chicken and my fork was suspended in the air. I looked at her eyes questioning mine and asked, "What did you just say?" I wanted to be sure I had heard her correctly.
She repeated her question, "Do you believe that we have lived before?"
I had never heard Marilyn talk like this before and they were Catholic the same as us, but this was a new subject. 
"Marilyn, what are you trying to tell me?"
"While I was in this coma, I wasn't aware of anything, I told the kids and Jim my name was 'Katie.' Jim can tell you this is true, I had a different personality and I wasn't me." Marilyn looked to me for comfort.
"I was also Mother Earth, whoever she is? She continued to relate what had happened to her. I looked to Jim for some sort of confirmation. Jim and shifted himself in his seat and leaned forward; as if to make sure no one else could hear him; "It's true you guys Marilyn was a different person but I figured that it was a temporary thing. The doctor said not to worry. In fact to tell the truth, I liked Katie better than Marilyn."
With that he roared at his won statement, nudging Hal in the ribs.
Marilyn glared at Jim and I was afraid a fight would begin. I looked to Hal we had never discussed our experiment with regression in our work. We had tried it on each other and were amazed at the information we had gotten. I had to tell Marilyn to be fair on this subject. "Well, Marilyn, one time Hal regressed me to my prior life. I was on a plantation and my name was Louise Willoughby. We had many slaves and I was good to them. I spoke French and do not know this language. We even took this recording to our college and the professor their said I had spoken pure French. Since I don't know French this has amazed us. I related the rest of the story on how I died by being flung over a cliff by a wild untamed horse. I turned to see her reactions.
Marilyn broke into a huge grin, "Thank you Suzi for telling me." I began to think by look on her face I had opened a can of worms.
Hal confirmed all and I noticed Jim.
I knew I had relieved Marilyn she was sane but Jim sat looking more puzzled at what I had just related.
"We researched on it Jim as far as we could. It seems my French surprised even the professor.
"You got to be kidding, Sue?" Jim spoke up finally, looking to Hal for some assurance. "Why didn't you tell us?"
"Same reason you guys didn't feel comfortable telling us!" I came back a bit strong. "Jim, what makes you think you never lived before can you prove you didn't?" Marilyn like me had come to my defense. I was starting to see sparks here so broke in, "Unless someone, comes back no one will know for sure."
This seemed to satisfy everyone and we concentrated on our meals which were getting cold.
"Please don't say anything on this okay guys?" Jim requested. "Don't worry on me darling," I said comically, " I certainly don't want anyone to think I am nuts or my friends." 
With this everyone lightened up and we enjoyed discussing our children and other topics. 
The next day, they stopped to say good-bye and said they would come to see us soon. A few weeks pasted by and I was concentrating on my work forgetting our conversation, feeling I'd helped them to face life and move ahead. In fact Marilyn had asked me why we had stopped regressions. I told her my priest told us to be more concerned on living now and church did not discuss this topic. It was unknown subject or at least not discussed for sure. So felt he was asking me to cease on it. That was my assumption but he had not said we had sinned to regress ourselves. 
Marilyn had asked was it forbidden? I replied No but got the feeling the priest thought I was over stressed and would prefer we stopped.
Just then as if she tuned into my thoughts the phone rang and it was Marilyn. "Suzi you have to watch this movie called, 'Out on a Limb,' by Shirley McClain. They are going to air it on TV.
I agreed to watch this movie which took three nights to air.
The following week she called again all excited. "Suzi, there is a seminar near you where this David in the book will be. Please go see what you can learn, for me!" 
I agreed to go and hung up the phone, thinking this mystery is not over by far. I asked Hal and he agreed to go and we were taking Brigette to shop for school clothes.


We booked a room for two nights at the Ramada and I rescheduled my clients. Making an arrangements for Brigette to come along, I figured this would not be a waste of our time to shop for her needs. 
We checked into the motel and ate dinner. "The meeting wasn't until evening and we had a few hours to shop. After purchasing several jeans and tops for school, we returned to dine in their exclusive dinning room. We were having fun and I looked at the clock to see how much time we had to eat. I asked my daughter to take her desert to the room and not to come down or answer the door only to a certain knock. With her assurance she wouldn't wonder around; we left for the meeting room. I noticed a tape and book at the entrance and purchased both. We located two seats down front to the left. I wanted to be able to see this 
David. A tall looking man kept walking back and forth across the room, nervously preparing for this meeting. I was to learn later it was Gil. I will only refer to first names in this book. He began to sing a strange song with foreign words and told every one to get that tape. I looked down to see we had already done that. The song was very relaxing and as we listened to Gil talking he related this story. It seems David had contact with a woman from Pleaides and fell in love. He was trying to relate all this to Shirley and they spent much time together in Peru where they even had road signs that warned drivers to be careful of U.F.O's. He also related to us on channeling and gave us a woman's name and later I asked for her telephone number since she was so near us. 
Yet you could sense all this relating all were looking for the main man David to appear. When he did I was surprised at how small he was and not all the handsome. He was a dissapointment to me. The next day we had work shops in another part of the city. We learned we had to roll our hands and sing this song for forty days, the same as Jesus spent in the dessert and Moses spent forty years in dessert. And to sing this song while rotating hands for eleven minutes per day. The forty seemed to play an important role. Where we were sitting Gil walked right up to me and as he was still lecturing about knowledge knobs. He reached behind my head and pushed on two knobs I was not aware of having. I asked him why he done that for I had let out a scream and he said to open my channel. He asked me to do the same for Hal. I did as he asked not knowing what we were doing. I thought to myself I always had a clear channel. 
We left the city in the evening and arrived home. I was exhausted and we went to bed. The next day I called Marilyn to relate all.
"Oh suzi," she said, "please make an appointment to see this lady called Pat and be channeled." 
I could not believe my ears and related to Marilyn this adventure was costing me a fortune. She agreed and said, "I can't afford to go Suzi, you have to continue we are learning so much." 
The sound of her voice imploring me again made me feel I had to go and agreed with her. I was getting so I was afraid for my friend to call as she was determined to get to the bottom of this mystery but I was opening the pocketbook to do so. 
I called Pat up and made an appointment for us. It was several weeks away and I was relieved for needed a break. I settled down into my routine and school had started for Brigette. I had some time on my hands so began to read this book I had picked up at the seminar. I could not put it down. It was the best book I had read in ages. I then started to sing the song making sure I looked at the calendar to count off forty days. I was caught up in the mystery with Marilyn and determined myself to learn what is going on. The book was called 'Date With The Gods.' To me that was an unusual title. It seems this alien David met Rama who wanted him to know of their existence. She explained that the world we lived in was not as spiritual as it should be and that we would destroy ourselves. If we were more spiritual we could save our planet. She told David her name was Rama and she was from Pleaides. He fell in love with her. I recall at the workshops how he ran my church down and I didn't like that at all. But this Rama had taught him to love Jesus and he had changed. I had no title for the song so called it the ,'New Song.' I used the tape to sing it until I knew it by heart and would sing this song early in the morning. My family got so they would hum along. 
This particular morning, Brigette was in school and I had a while before I began my work. I was sitting in my rocker looking out the patio doors of our family room. I liked the way this home was arranged and it was easy access to our daily family living. I could go in a complete circle, for the dinning room to the left was a door leading to our bath and bedroom. From our bedroom another door leading out into the hallway. Bridget's room was to the left and as you went right there was a full bath which was hers and to the left another bedroom. This led out to formal living room and front door and to the right again you ended back into the dinning room and to the left of that was my dream kitchen where all was handy. I had cheery cupboard and a rounded bar like breakfast table extended to separate the kitchen but all was open. As you went into the family room opposite our chairs was a utility and from there the garage and office. From the dinning room to the right was our bathroom and on in was our bedroom so it made a complete circle going out into the hall and back to formal living room. 
Marilyn would call once in a while to see if I had gone yet to this channeler named Pat. Gil had told us at the workshops that Pat had a spirit that channeled through her called Myopa, a male. I found this weird but had agreed to go for Marilyn. This Myopa sounded spooky to me. I knew Marilyn was trying to understand all but I wanted to live a normal life and found it was impossible here lately.
I gazed out the patio doors looking at our mulberry tree and the old song floated in my head. Here we go round the mulberry tree, the Mulberry tree, the Mulberry tree. I chuckled to myself for I felt trapped to help Marilyn solve all this. I was feeling pressured by her urgent needs. I saw Charlene my pet squirrel come to the patio door for her daily nuts. I was so deep in thought she began to scratch on the window to get my attention. I moved across the room gathering up some nuts to feed her. I took a nut myself and then handed her rations to her. She was almost dead one winter and had a baby she was clinging to. I had kept her alive so became her refuge. I also fed a blue jay and he was crying out at me and finally landed and came up for his share. As I was feeding these precious animals. I looked around out back yard. The pine trees lined the back yard and from the mulberry tree hung Brigette's swing Hal and put up for her. To the left was a little red barn we kept our mower and tools in. A sense of happiness went through me I loved this home. I grabbed a donut and Hal entered the room. "Well, honey it has been thirty-three days and nothing." I smiled and greeted him with a kiss. I watched him go to refrigerator and open it for his milk. He pointed to me and I nodded my head. I had fed the animals and now we were feeding each other. I had read the book and had not officially told Pat a day I would be able to come to be channeled. I kept putting it off and canceling. 
The phone rang and it was Marilyn, "Well Suzi, did you make this appointment with Pat to be channeled?" I reassured her I would try to save money to do that and hung up. I had explained it bothered me and spooky. I could tell by her voice she was eager to have me go. As I hung up on her I said, "God why me?" Hal grinned and said to me, "Why not you?" 
His words struck home. I found after the day was over and all had gone to bed I was still thinking that same question. It was Saturday night but we were tired and stayed home. Around midnight I trailed off to bed. Hal was sleeping like a baby. I got slowly into my side of the bed and the phone rang. I decided to let the answering machine take over. Then I thought to myself, 'I had better get that so it doesn't wake Hal.' 
I walked through my bathroom and over to the breakfast bar and listened to who may be calling and heard to my surprise the 'New Song' playing. Instead of my usual message of leave your name and number the song was on my message. How can that be? I felt chills run up and down me as I reached for the phone. It was my brother Don, telling me of his new grandson. He asked what kind of message is that sis, so he had heard that song playing too. I looked at the clock it was Sunday and thirty-four days since I had started to sing that song. I congratulated my brother and got off the phone screaming. "Hal, Brigette!" They came running and I explained what had happened. I asked if anyone had changed the machine knowing neither knew how to do this. They assured me they had not done anything to the machine. Hal said with a grin, "Well now you've been contacted." Brigette said, "Congratulations Mom." Both trailed back to bed leaving me standing there wondering what happened? Hal was fast asleep and so was Brigette. I was alone with another mystery.
Tomorrow after Hal had a good nights sleep I planned to question him again on the matter.

The next morning I began to ask Hal about the mystery the night before. "Honey you said aliens? What reason by whom and what for?" I knew I was running ahead of myself but had so many questions stored in my brain. I loved a mystery but this one was almost to much for me. "Who contacted me Hal?"
I looked at my sleepy husband and decided he ought to go back to bed. My mind wondered back to the evening prior. I recall Hal answering me, "Well honey, didn't David say Roma taught him that song? Gil told us to sing it for forty days and that is why I said you've been contacted." My mind was racing as I said, "So the aliens put that song on my answering machine, Hal?" I looked over to the VCR it was fine and microwave was working. The song was still on the message area from night before. If we even had a power outage how did that song get on there? "What do they want with me?" I asked Hal. 
"I don't know honey but maybe it is time to see that channeler Pat." I fought back the urge to yell and thought to self instead, 'Even Hal wants me to go.'
Hal excused himself telling me to rest assured he would be near by in case I needed him. I reached for the phone when he was out of sight. I dialed Marilyn's phone number. "Hello, Marilyn," I greeted my friend. "What is wrong suzi?" Right away she picked up on my voice knowing I had a problem. I explained on the message machine and she was in heaven asking me all the questions she could and then again saying, "Do what I told you to and now Hal, make appointment with Pat to see Myopa." I ended the call briefly due to phone bills. I made a call to Pat and set up my visit to see Myopa. 
The following Saturday we packed and left for the Ramada Inn. I was thinking that motel is making a fortune off of us. I now was more determined to lay this mystery to rest once and for all. To prove Pat was a phony. I warned Hal do not tell her of our regressions or anything. He agreed. We were to meet with them at seven thirty and it allowed us time for supper. We drove slowly up to our destination a few hours away. I didn't feel good all of a sudden and Hal was ready to turn back. I felt so hyper and on edge. I told him keep going as I knew I was about to learn something fantastic. I always felt this way when something was about to occur. I took a nerve pill to relax me, something I seldom used. I felt the pill taking over and relaxed. 
We arrived and got settled in and had two hours to eat and find this address given to us. We were becoming use to this motel as a second home. We had left Brigette staying with a friend over night. We had a delicious meal and I had settled down. Hal looked relieved to know I was okay. We drove to this place that was on the second floor with many steps going upward. I remember a dream I once had of climbing stairs and going on forever. There were narrow walls on either side and this reminded me of this dream. There were several business below. We continued upward and I was almost out of breath. We entered a large semi dark room. There were little twinkling Christmas tree lights all the way around the ceiling and pictures on the wall. We sat in comfortable chairs in front of Pats chair where she allowed Myopia to talk to her. After greeting us and seating us I sat back waiting to hear what would happen. Barb assisted Pat who was a very small lady in dress with high heels on that she propped up on a tiny antique foot stool in front of her. Barb was a stocky girl but not too overweight and she began a form of hypnosis on Pat. Barb had explained to us that Pat allowed Myopa to come into her body and as they began I took note Pat had dark glasses on like sun glasses and asked why? It was explained it help to shut out the light to get a good reading. I found it fascinating this small woman would be taken over by a male spirit and instead of being afraid I was starting to enjoy this adventure, for I was not taking anything serious. We had decided to allow the information to flow but would start with me first. Pat had to be at least four feet and four inches. To me that was small as I was five feet and five inches. While Hal was five feet and seven inches tall. Both woman's hair was auburn in color and Pat was very petite in nature. Barb had taken Pat to a level and protected her with energy lights and angels. We waited in suspense to hear the next voice speak. "Good Evening," I detected a Scottish accent. "My name is Myopa, welcome Sue and Hal. I have been waiting a long time to talk to you."
It no longer sounded like Pat but had some of her tones of voice but definitely not Pat's voice. Oh well, I thought as a chill went through me to late to run now.
"Good evening, Myopa." Hal and I said at the same time. I wanted to run but there was no where to go. 'Let me out of here!' was my first thought. There was silence as Myopa waited to hear why we had come. "Well, can you tell us about our prior life's Myopa?" I ventured to cut the silence. 
"Well, dear, I can do a chronology, if you like? I see you were from the planet Pleides and they have or will contact you."
My God, I thought the answering machine! He continued, "You were from the empire number two, as there were many empires in Pleides. You entered the earth at the early stages of this planet. You were to do some helpful things for earth people." I noticed Myopa kept sweeping his arm (which was Pat's arm), as if reading a book. He continued, "Let me see, you were the great, great, granddaughter of the higher master now let me see, his name was Aku."
I thought to self , 'Oh brother' and stifled a giggle.
"You say I am from a different planet?" I asked. "Yes," Myopa dragged out some words. "before you came to earth. You came during the Sumerian era" Myopa pointed to Hal, "he was your third husband at that time. You didn't favor him to well."
I broke out in laughter, nothing could have stopped me from laughing; even though I didn't want to offend anyone. I looked at Hal and said, "I sure broke all of the marriage vows huh?" 
Hal was laughing to and Barb but not Myopa. 
"No, it was accepted then. "You," Myopa spoke to Hal, "were her husband at that time and you constantly followed her around; trying to please her. She was a very intelligent person and you were trying to gain her approval. You ended up as husband number one in time. She began to respect your intelligence and attention."
I looked over to see a smug look on Hal's face and I hoped he wasn't falling for this stuff.
Myopa continued, "You, both had many life's together, you are soul mates."
Barb interrupted and said, "I wondered on that."
"Yes they have been together and one time they were brothers. Mainly as husband and wife. They continue to meet again and again."
Myopa began to explain the various lifetimes. Some were good and some we had goofed up on. I was starting to enjoy this personage known as Myopa. Then Myopa came up to my past lifetime; when Hal wasn't with me.
"You were in South Carolina before the civil war years. You were spoiled and came from a very wealthy family." 
My heart began to race at the mention of South Carolina. I had lived on a plantation and was wealthy and lost my life due to a horse was not broken. Could this be true? We had said nothing to Pat or Barb. I had only told Marilyn and Jim of this regression. How did Myopa know? I was thinking to self ,'okay slow up Sue it could be a mistake or state, wait to hear what is said.' 
"You had a bad temper," Myopa interrupted my thoughts. "You weren't mean, you just had a temper; you used the whip to much. You'd lash out at times, but you were not cruel. In fact you defended the slaves and hated their bondage; calling it injustice to your father, Frank. Your mother's name was Caroline. One day, you lashed out at your favorite slave and blinded him. He forgave you but you paid for that karma in that life time. You tried to run away with a lover. You slipped out the doors at night time and took a jet black hours that wasn't broken. You mounted him and used the whip on him. The horse ran towards a cliff and stopped. You went over the side and broke your neck."
"Oh my God!" my mouth stood open in shock, "who told you this?" 
My hair on back of my neck was standing up and chills were going up and down my body.
"It's in the Akasic records, dear," Myopa said, matter of fact. My head was spinning now and I was fully aware of the hairs standing up on back of my head and chills continued to pursue me. This was the information Hal and I had gotten in regression. No way could Myopa know...unless....all was true. 
Myopa turned to Hal, "You sir have a guardian angel called Detrus. he will talk to you someday."
I looked to see if Hal was in shock like me, his face was white and scared me for he had heart trouble. 
Myopa turned back to me and said, "You dear are very blessed with your angel, Alum. He will come to you in automatic writing. "Which reminds me we have to let you go now as Pat's energy levels are low." After thanking Myopa for all the information we said our good nights and he graciously said "Thank you it has been my pleasure."
Barb then brought Pat out of her trance and we discussed the session we had gone through. We paid Pat and thanked her for allowing us to tape the session. We drove to the motel in silence, each one lost in his thoughts. I interrupted to say, "Honey are you okay what do you think?"
I had broken the ice. Hal and I talked constantly till three in the morning stopping to eat as we chatted.

When we got home I was exhausted but knew I had to call Marilyn and tell her what had happened. I ate breakfast and proceeded to the phone. "Hello," Marilyn answered. "Hi it is me," I greeted my friend, "your not going to believe this in a million years." I proceeded to tell Marilyn of our adventure to see Pat trying not to leave out any details. She was so excited and told me book me and Lori, we are coming. I got off the phone thinking there goes another bill to stay at the Ramada Inn, but I knew this was very important for Marilyn to understand what had happened to her. I called Pat and she said she could see Marilyn that weekend. I was not sure how Hal was going to take this news. I had postponed all week telling Hal of our reservations again at the Romada Inn. I made a special dinner that night for I knew I had to tell him. After he was done eating he looked at me. "So how did Marilyn like what happened to us, Suzi? You have called her I know by now and she probably wants to see Myopa too?" 
"Oh Hal," I began, "she wants to see him this weekend will that be okay?" I looked at Hal and he grinned, "Sure why not we are in debt now might as well go for broke." I jumped up and kissed him thanking him for being the best husband in the world. 
We were to meet that Saturday around noon. Marilyn and Lori, my Godchild would be coming alone. I made reservations for adjoining rooms and packed late Friday night. Brigette begged to go along and we decided she could come too. She had not seen Lori in a long time. We left for the trip after eating a big breakfast to hold us over. We had checked into the motel and were sitting in our rooms when Brigette shouted, "I see them mom!" She raced for the elevator to greet them as they stepped out. After getting them settled in the next room it was decided by Hal to take Brigette shopping. I knew this would happen, as my daughter took advantage of every opportunity to spend our money. I cautioned Hal to be very frugal in spending. After they left Lori and Marilyn settled in our room. Marilyn had taken a chair at the table and I was laying on the bed with Lori. Lori was not aware of what was going on. Marilyn had waited until we all were together to talk to her. She had married and was wanting a baby and nothing had happened. Marilyn began slowly taking her time. "Lori you know what happened to me when I was in a coma, how I referred to myself as Katie?" 
"Yes mom I remember, I was the one who wrote down all you told me to do on what to eat each day." 
This was new to me and I interrupted to say, "What was that about Lori?" 
"Well mom would give me certain foods she had to eat each day. She could talk and would tell me to write it down. I kid you not Godmother, my mom was not there it was this Katie. That is what mom would call herself and it wasn't my mom either." I let Lori explain to me what had happened, knowing some of it but not this new item. "Did you keep the writings Lori?" I asked excited. "No, Mom told me to toss it away, I wished I had."
I looked at Marilyn and she said, "Lori I should have had you keep them, I felt funny when I came out to hear on this news as I was not aware of any of this. We are here today to find out what happened to me." She finally opened up to Lori on what all we had been doing. Lori looked at me and said, "Is it okay by the church, Sue?" I replied, " I don't know Lori but it sure is fascinating and a mystery we are trying to solve."
She looked at her mom and said, "Mom why are we here? I know you wanted to see Sue and rest, but what is up? Why do you keep things like this from me?" 
Marilyn apologized and explained to her why she had not told her all. Then I told her what had happened to me and Hal when we were channeled. Her mouth flew open and she was in complete shock. "Do you believe this Godmother?" I looked at Lori with compassion and said, "How did Myopa learn Lori we said nothing so your mom and I figure maybe there is a reason we are searching out all." 
To our surprise Lori wanted to know when we went if she could ask Myopa on having children. We smiled and said yes. She seemed satisfied that if we both were into this it was okay. Hal and Brigette returned loaded down with packages and I just looked at Hal with a glare. Brigette said, "Mom they were on sale too and I got a bargain." Lori and Brigette went into the other room to look at her buys and Hal sat quietly in the corner of the room. Marilyn excused herself and left for her room saying, we will be ready in half hour for supper. When she left I really let Hal have it as our expenses were too much and he let me know he was sorry. I looked at my husband he loved his daughter so much he would give her the moon if he could. I wanted to ease him somehow and said, "Okay honey but nothing till Christmas okay?" He grinned and hugged me. We got ready to leave and Brigette decided she would rather stay there and eat in the room. We ordered up for her and went down to the main dinning room, leaving Brigette to gloat over her buys and the television going. After a wonderful meal we all piled into our car and drove to Pats. 
We arrived on time and I could tell Marilyn and Lori were a little nervous. Pat answered the door with Barb behind her. After the introductions were made, Barb put Pat into her trance like state for Myopa to come. 
"Good evening Marilyn and ah yes, Lori."
Marilyn greeted him and I could tell by her voice she was highly nervous Lori remained quiet to listen. 
"I know why your are here." Myopa began dragging out the words.
It seems Marilyn's husband, Jim had been in business a few years back, in the seventies with a partner know also, as Jim. Marilyn's Jim owned forty-nine percent of the business while his partner owned fifty-one percent. His partner sold out and caused Him to go bankrupt. They serviced a chain of drug stores throughout the state. Things had gone downhill, to where they lost everything. Marilyn hated this man and would not forgive him. 
"Well, Marilyn how can I help you?" Myopa turned his full attention to her direction. 
"Well I would like to know my angel's name and to learn why I had this surgery? I, also, while in a coma, called myself Mother Nature and Katie."
"In one lifetime," Myopa began, "you were married to Jim but the other Jim who done you both wrong, was your lover. You left your lover to marry the husband, your're married to in this lifetime. Do you see the connection? You were followed by this man until you hit him over the head and killed him."
I looked at Marilyn's shocked face and felt so sorry for her. Myopa continued. "In another lifetime, you again married our Jim and the other man was Jim's uncle. He had a hold on Jim and ruled the money. You hired a hit man and took care of him again. so you see you killed him twice!" 
Marilyn's face took on shame and guilt. She looked around as if to find somewhere to hide. "It's all right dear," Myopa said, "he wanted to settle all before this lifetime you refused. Katie was your past life time and you were married to a white man but loved an Indian. You were a pioneer lady in Ohio. He taught you many things and you had one child by him. Mother Nature was the name of an old Indian lady in the village. She took a liking to you and taught you about how to heal the body. In your coma you choose Katie. You admired her style and strength. Katie helped you get past this coma. So Katie's personality took over during the coma to save you." Myopa continued to relate to Marilyn, answering all her questions. Myopa told Marilyn, her vaules must change. She was not to be so materialistic and to not place values on positions. To forgive this man, in this lifetime and stop hating him. Then Myopa warned Marilyn, she had actually blown her top during this surgery and to continue to hate would harm her. To just feel lucky, she had made it through the coma. Most of the evening was spent with Marilyn working out this hate she felt, that needed to be released. Lori, asked about herself and learned she once was a nun. In her prior lifetime she had three children but two of them had died from drowning. That in this lifetimes she was afraid to have children for fear of losing them. I asked my relationship with Lori, as I always felt close to her. I learned, I was her retarded sister at one time. She had helped me. I asked on Marilyn and learned she was my invalid sister and I took care of her. That sure would account for my concern now. 
When Jim lost his business, Marilyn's family helped them to buy a restaurant and from operating this establishment, she had become ill. They went bankrupted due to hospital bills Jim, had come to Ohio and found work, only to lose it. He had lost another job before he went to Indiana. They had to start over from scratch. Marilyn had two angels. One was a male and the other was a female. Lori's angel was a genie. 
It was close to midnight, when Pat emerged from Myopa. We paid her and thanked her for an enjoyable evening. As we drove towards the motel we all chatted at one time. We found Brigette safely watching television and eating away. We ordered up food and everyone was starved. We ate and discussed our experiences. The only hard evidence we knew to be true was my experience through regression. Marilyn felt relief but said to us , "God forgive me I still hate that man." I warned her on what Myopa had said but I could still see her anger. However it was somewhat better as Marilyn now knew what had happened. 
We all became tired and headed for our beds. The next morning we enjoyed a breakfast and parted with hugs and kisses. I hated to see my friend leave but felt better she now had her mystery solved. But mine was yet to be unfurled and the mystery was about to get deeper for me. 
When we returned home I began to play a little game with Brigette. One day while in her bathroom I pretended to be talking to Alum. Brigette heard me talking and yelled for her dad. "Mom's doing it again dad." She said angrily. She stomped off to her bedroom and slammed the door shut. I went into my bath room and left her mumbling to herself. Her dad was no where around to hear her complaints. I looked in the mirror and thought not bad for a lady going on fifty. The next thing that happened made me take note. I heard a voice say to me, "Sue go to the typewriter and sit down, say the Lord's prayer and surround yourself with white light, God's light. I have a message to deliver to you and to all mankind." I looked around thinking Brigette was getting even with me and raced to her bedroom she was gone. I looked out to see if our car was there and it was not in the drive way. I was alone and wondering what was going on and who was talking to me. I went into the kitchen to get some water as my throat felt dry and I was nervous at this happening. I thought to self, 'well old girl to many adventures.' As the water was running I heard this voice again giving me the same instructions. I went slowly to my rocker thinking I had to much on my mind. I sat rocking and praying and heard this voice again. I slowly walked over to the typewriter and took the cover off of it. I might as well do this for it can't hurt nothing, and if it is my angel Alum I had better not disobey. 

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