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| Mikey as a kitty. Notice the mark on his chin and nose. |
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| Grace, his daughter, with the same marks on her face as he did |
The rest of the story...
Here is what we know
Mike disappeared on 9-11-19
On 9-13, I awoke and KNEW we would not see him again. That THEY had their hands on him and that is all I can say. That friday the 13th, I was in mourning...just sick at what I could see and who did it, and worst of all, WHY.
As long time readers know, Dad has, since forever always sealed important knowledge given over in Spirit, by a physical plane confirmation. This has only happened about 30,000 times in my life. If it's a big deal thingy, He uses birds to lock it down. As at the exact moment my mother passed away. Or when we moved to Ojai, and hundreds of other times.
I asked Dad for a confirmation, in the old way. Using His time-tested method of confirming the BIG questions on my heart with birds. The very next day, this bird was outside, whom I picked up. It gave out a tiny squeak and passed away in my hands, going limp.
It hit hard, to say the least. I had asked for an answer "in the old way" and there, in my hand, was the answer. I gently set its body down and wept. For the messenger and the message it brought.
That was Saturday the 14th. At sunset I buried the messenger with all solemnity and symbolically buried Mikey Moo.
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| Dad delivers the message in the old way...as asked. |