This tell is true, a story I'll never forget. I'm waiting Now to pass Lisa a snack bag. "I mean in real time." I've now waited a hour it's lunch time at the Shelter.
It's the truth I've seen almost all the staff that run this place. Case workers and staff and new staff "In training." all over the place and afew new staff I've never seen. No sight of the Goddess though. Like a deciple I sit and await for her return. "In real time." Now Liza read my story this morning. "The woman who never blinks." She smiled and said some sweet words. Read the short story a second time.In a soft lyrical words said some complements And to my surprise Lisa gave me a Hug. A warm Anglic Hug. I was bathed in soft light. A electrical current ran around my arms and across My back as she bowed over me sitting in the chair at the Shelter were I was holding my phone she just read. I was shocked.Angelic Love yes, but it was much more it was a "Hug From Above". And Lisa just returned and received my gift. Thank you Lisa said. This story is written in real time. March 2. 2023 12:40 California time.
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