There is a gal. We have worked together for years. Every spring has been dread. Every exposure to any chemical is heartbreakingly hard.

We have been doing some different things this year. I have learned some new tools about the timeline.

I have learned some new things about restoring the fractals of light, sound, fragrance, and flavor, as well as some unnamed ones, for those who have been robbed of what Father intended.

And here is October.
Typically her hardest month. And we are seeing miracles. She is experiencing more freedom and health than she can ever remember having in this month. Her brain is clear and her adrenals are not whacked out. That in itself is amazing.

But Father decided to outdo himself today. When we checked, to see how original self is doing on the timeline, and if there were any parts he wanted to merge into her, lo and behold. He chose. he chose the toughest one. He chose the one who has always been mad. He chose her intentionally, to let her know her value. He picked her. He saw her. He knew her. And she was the one He wanted to rescue today.

There are some days, ordained before time began, for healing. This was one for her. He would not be stopped. He surprised us all by His choice. And everything He does is wonderful, mystical and perfect. Amen.