It is 2:15 a.m. on Monday, October 29,2012. I am wide awake with no desire to sleep. The winds are howling around the building and I can hear the snap of the occasional missile that is being hurled by the wind at the building. All of the merchants have removed any thing that does not have permanent attachments and all of the cars are off the streets. Many, like David, stored their car in the parking lot of the Tropicana Casino next door. Last night about 11:30 I went to the Tropicana to gamble, and won $97.00. It was so much fun-kind of Nero fiddled while Rome burned-because all of the young people were dressed in costumes for Halloween and were obviously having a very good time; booze flowed. Girls were dancing on the counters and tables. Much fun and games. I think that all that is on the children's minds, is whether or not Halloween will come and there will be trick-or-treating on Wednesday night. I can sympathize. I used to love Halloween and trick or treating.
The schools announced on Friday that there would be no school on Monday or Tuesday; probably going to miss a few more days before this is over as I doubt whether all the lights will be back up for some time.
We filled zip-lock bags (quart size) with water and filled our freezers with them. Then I took some duct tape and taped the freezer tightly shut. Now the whole refrigerator is cold on the outside and I believe that the freezer will act like an ice box and preserve the food in the refrigerator for 2 or 3 days; then we can pray that the electricity will be back on. If not, we will have had full use of all the food in the refrigerator and not lost much in the process. We also filled all the tubs with water and filled more zip-lock bags with water and filled all the sinks with them. So we have stored bottled water, and every container and sink in the house is filled with water, and we have the tub water to use for flushing toilets. We should have stored more trash bags as there are so many uses for them and they can be used for back-up toilets, but we were caught short. We will make a note to get more next time. We are going to keep track of items we miss so we can stock more of them for the next time. And there will always be a next time as volatile as the weather has been the last many years.
Well, I will write "Heaven Again" and wait for the hurricane to hit. So far we have just prepared and gotten ready and organized, and then we just laid around and watched old movies and TV. The next few hours we may be sitting on the floor of the hallways where there will be light for at least 2-3 days and wait out the worst of the storm. The hallways have no access to windows or doors and so none of the elements will be able to touch us. Willie, my 11 year-old grandson, is just recovering from a bad pneumonia and needs to use his nebulizer every day, but we can go to the 17th floor and use the one outlet supported by the generator to run the nebulizer and charge our phones. Although, the crank light/radio also has a port to charge phones up with. Such a clever piece of equipment that is.
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter Thirty Nine "HEAVEN AGAIN"
The light turned into a tunnel and its warmth felt like a soft glove surrounding us with peace and love. Ed and I walked down the tunnel of light. Pure light surrounded us and my heart filled with love and joy; we had returned to Home and found ourselves in my quiet place where all remained the same as when I had left it.
We sat down on our white rock and it accomodated both of us. The flowers were singing our favorite music. The birds flew and dipped above us in brilliant colors. What a sight to see, what a marvelous homecoming!
"We made it darling, didn't we? We became engaged and spiritually married; we became best friends," I said.
Ed rose up and turned to me. He took my hands in his and pulled me to my feet. He held me in his arms and we became one energy form of pure light. We are light, we are love; we shone brightly in our quiet place, and knew powerful joy.
"Now that our quiet place has become both of ours, I would like to bring some of my own quiet place here," said Ed. "Some of my favorite birds and animals, and I would like to transplant my rose garden, if you don't mind."
"Of course honey, that would improve our quiet place. I'll welcome all that you bring."
"I also have a surprise for you dear. Close your eyes!" I shut my eyes and soon he told me to open my eyes and look. Ed had prepared a picnic lunch for us and he had spread it on the grass by my feet: fresh-out-of-the-oven French bread and a bottle of wine, also some figs and apples. It looked phenomenal and I discovered that I was surprisingly hungry.
Ed spoke as we ate. He told mr that soon we would be going to see our loved ones who were gathering at my family home with heavenly father and mother. Then he told me that much later I would once again meet with the three men from the Council of Elders, and that they would talk to me about what I would be doing here at home.
We finished our lunch and relaxed and talked about our Earth life games. Ed told me that I would be going to the Revisiting-Your-Life-Game Building and would have all of my questions answered about my accomplishments and failures in my Earth life game. He said not to worry that all the people who worked in that building were very kind and fair.
Tomorrow we will pray for electricity and hope to be back writing about Ann's meeting with her loved ones who had passed before her. We will also describe the "Perfect Storm" for you from the Ritz on the ocean front in Atlantic City. So tomorrow, or the next day, we will be back with both stories. God bless and keep you and be with us during the coming natural disaster.
The schools announced on Friday that there would be no school on Monday or Tuesday; probably going to miss a few more days before this is over as I doubt whether all the lights will be back up for some time.
We filled zip-lock bags (quart size) with water and filled our freezers with them. Then I took some duct tape and taped the freezer tightly shut. Now the whole refrigerator is cold on the outside and I believe that the freezer will act like an ice box and preserve the food in the refrigerator for 2 or 3 days; then we can pray that the electricity will be back on. If not, we will have had full use of all the food in the refrigerator and not lost much in the process. We also filled all the tubs with water and filled more zip-lock bags with water and filled all the sinks with them. So we have stored bottled water, and every container and sink in the house is filled with water, and we have the tub water to use for flushing toilets. We should have stored more trash bags as there are so many uses for them and they can be used for back-up toilets, but we were caught short. We will make a note to get more next time. We are going to keep track of items we miss so we can stock more of them for the next time. And there will always be a next time as volatile as the weather has been the last many years.
Well, I will write "Heaven Again" and wait for the hurricane to hit. So far we have just prepared and gotten ready and organized, and then we just laid around and watched old movies and TV. The next few hours we may be sitting on the floor of the hallways where there will be light for at least 2-3 days and wait out the worst of the storm. The hallways have no access to windows or doors and so none of the elements will be able to touch us. Willie, my 11 year-old grandson, is just recovering from a bad pneumonia and needs to use his nebulizer every day, but we can go to the 17th floor and use the one outlet supported by the generator to run the nebulizer and charge our phones. Although, the crank light/radio also has a port to charge phones up with. Such a clever piece of equipment that is.
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter Thirty Nine "HEAVEN AGAIN"
The light turned into a tunnel and its warmth felt like a soft glove surrounding us with peace and love. Ed and I walked down the tunnel of light. Pure light surrounded us and my heart filled with love and joy; we had returned to Home and found ourselves in my quiet place where all remained the same as when I had left it.
We sat down on our white rock and it accomodated both of us. The flowers were singing our favorite music. The birds flew and dipped above us in brilliant colors. What a sight to see, what a marvelous homecoming!
"We made it darling, didn't we? We became engaged and spiritually married; we became best friends," I said.
Ed rose up and turned to me. He took my hands in his and pulled me to my feet. He held me in his arms and we became one energy form of pure light. We are light, we are love; we shone brightly in our quiet place, and knew powerful joy.
"Now that our quiet place has become both of ours, I would like to bring some of my own quiet place here," said Ed. "Some of my favorite birds and animals, and I would like to transplant my rose garden, if you don't mind."
"Of course honey, that would improve our quiet place. I'll welcome all that you bring."
"I also have a surprise for you dear. Close your eyes!" I shut my eyes and soon he told me to open my eyes and look. Ed had prepared a picnic lunch for us and he had spread it on the grass by my feet: fresh-out-of-the-oven French bread and a bottle of wine, also some figs and apples. It looked phenomenal and I discovered that I was surprisingly hungry.
Ed spoke as we ate. He told mr that soon we would be going to see our loved ones who were gathering at my family home with heavenly father and mother. Then he told me that much later I would once again meet with the three men from the Council of Elders, and that they would talk to me about what I would be doing here at home.
We finished our lunch and relaxed and talked about our Earth life games. Ed told me that I would be going to the Revisiting-Your-Life-Game Building and would have all of my questions answered about my accomplishments and failures in my Earth life game. He said not to worry that all the people who worked in that building were very kind and fair.
Tomorrow we will pray for electricity and hope to be back writing about Ann's meeting with her loved ones who had passed before her. We will also describe the "Perfect Storm" for you from the Ritz on the ocean front in Atlantic City. So tomorrow, or the next day, we will be back with both stories. God bless and keep you and be with us during the coming natural disaster.
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