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From: Pauline Lynn Morse That is a very good poem, and I like how you say you write like you're taking pictures. That is a great way to capture the moment. I myself painted an abstract picture tonight. It was dark blue, purple and bright carrot orange. It's quite profound if I may say so. I've been feeling inspired tonight. Anyway, there is a story I was going to tell you about Melody. When we were in Brazil, Melvin attended this meeting, I can't remember what it's called. But there are certain people who speak to spirits in this meeting. Melvin saw a group of people (spirits) milling around as if they were waiting for something. Not really interested in talking. Then he saw Melody's spirit just fluttering around and they scattered and disappeared. Melody was physically with me in the other room. They say there are different spiritual levels, and Melody was able to move around between them. So we figured out, after talking about it with the others, those people were victims of a plane crash. Their last frame of mind was that they were waiting for a plane, or maybe their baggage, or where to go next. Melody came along and helped them to realize where they were and they were able to move on. She was like a little cherub "swimming" along happily and spreading joy around. So anyway there you have it. She is definitely a special child. I know she has lots of guardian angels. She is very precous to me. Sometimes I just want to pick her up like a teddy bear and hug her. I love her so much.
--and-- If she puts a bowl on her head, I will forgive her!
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