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the Universe would help me find completeness again. I had to hold that vision. I was looking at the world through my own eyes. My little life story, as insignificant as it may have seemed to an onlooker, would be informing all of my experience while I was incarnate, whether I was observing it consciously or reacting to it subconsciously. The outcome of the accuracy of my choices could be life as an angel. The Earth herself was calling out for angels...
    My long and difficult birth had made me a very aloof child who was often reluctant to take part in mundane activities. I found solace in my own company and shied away from that of other people. I preferred my mind and what it came up with to watching telly. I didn’t listen to other people’s opinions and I often knew before they expressed them that they were biased. I was bright, very bright: my Core-Light was fully switched on. Even in my mother’s womb I could figure things out. I would listen to those muffled conversations beyond ‘the Veil’ of her flesh. I could feel the energy of her surroundings. I could tell changes in her swinging moods and visualise them in different colours. I could even tell what the world around her looked like: I could picture it in my mind without having laid my eyes on it.
    Of course, I recognised the invisible visitors from my early years. And I envisaged that dad would abandon mum and me when I was still a little girl. And that mum would leave me too. I knew right from the inception that there was someone who would never desert me, even though at times he’d want to. I’ve not met him in manifest life yet, though his spirit is strongly connected to mine. That someone isn’t Gordon, as much as I try to convince myself otherwise. When my powers grow stronger, I will find the strength to let him go. Not yet though. But soon, I guess, the day will come when I can show the world that there’s so much more to me than meets the eye. From the day I was conceived, I’ve had what they call the gift of prophecy. I call it coming from the future. My purpose in life is calling me to accept my function in the Masters’ Plan. I am not going to fight it anymore. My human side is frightened. I have to let my soul take care of it.
     
     

Chapter 3
HEARTBREAK
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    Edinburgh, February 1993
    The eve of my twenty-fifth birthday arrived shrouded in a cloak of sorrow so heavy I wouldn’t outgrow it for a few months. I didn’t feel I was about to get any older. I didn’t believe in aging. Such were the preoccupations of those who didn’t know the Truth. But Gordon branded a scorching mark onto the focus of my attention. He ended our relationship so badly, like a coward, choosing the norm against the almost impossible wonders that I’d always hinted at, that I had so lovingly and generously prepared for him. Not that I could tell him the secret I held. It wasn’t stuff for the uninitiated.
    He had grown weary of my mysterious ways, I could concede that. But I had hoped that he could continue to be magnetised by my charms and generous sexual know-how. The promise of another world could wait until the day he could become part of it. In the end he didn’t want to play along with me. Instead he chose to become involved with someone else who was older than me and him, and by all means my inferior in intelligence and beauty. What could I expect of him? He was a creature of the Earth, so he let his earthly nature have the best of the angel heart I had tried to plant in him, to no avail.
    Earlier that night, in a candle-lit restaurant on the Castle Esplanade, I faced up to my fears about my future with Gordon, or the lack of one. I had always dreaded the thought that our relationship wouldn’t last through to the Shift of Paradigm set to culminate in 2012. My most recent concerns, however, had been of a much more human nature. Something had gone very, very wrong. He was cheating on me. Having imbibed half a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc to