A message to Ian

please know, Ian, that it all passed through the Lord’s hands.

I am giving you our experiences in California, where you were formed in my womb. At the house in Perris and at the farm manager’s house in Fallbrook, which looked out over the valleys and mountains. Lemon and orange trees outside my door.

You can’t imagine the beauty there and how it soothed my soul.

I am stiil there in South Florida through time travel via aliens helping you 20 years ago. But it is so much easier now. You wouldn’t have appreciated this energy as a young child. That situation was so social. Now, you are the same age as me when I went to California and probably as needful of it as I was, needing to clear your head.

oh Ian how I love you. I am asking the Lord to pour out blessings in your soul.

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