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A night of crossing over - highpriestess - 06-22-2011
I returned home from visiting my sister at the hospital. She was in intensive care and the doctors did not know what was wrong with her. I got home about 10 pm and literally fell into bed. I had spent the whole day with her. I fell asleep and I was aware that I was in the lucid dream state. I was awake, but sleeping and my sister Laura was with me, I kept saying her name, over and over, a spongy yellow mass was all around us, and as we went through it, it became harder to breathe, but my sister was oblivious to it, and I realized we were in fact crossing over, my mother who had passed away back in 1991 was there waiting....Laura let go when she seen her. I felt anger immediately, but it didn't matter what I wanted, I was inconsolable, my mother looked at me and yelled my name, I heard it in my inner ear, my dog heard it too, and jumped off my bed, and ran like a mad hound around the house. I realized I made my mother angry, I should not have been there, but I was. I cross over often and can stay for longer and longer periods in the bardo state, but during this particular journey I experienced some high strangeness, I knew the clock had stopped, or that time did not exist at that moment. The yellow foam that was all around the periphery of my vision was very thick, thicker than I can ever remember it. I followed my sister into the bardo state, hoping to stop her. But it was her will, and she knew she was home when she seen my mother. I witnessed my sister's joy in real sorrow, but I didn't need the mocking bird to tell me she made it to heaven. So she died at 1:53 on June 9, 2011, and I watched as she let go.
At her funeral repast on June 11, my brother and sister decided to place bets on the Belmont. They love to go to the horse races, and my sister loved it to. In fact the last time she had bet, she bet on a 99 to 1 odds horse called Yaba Daba doo. And she won. So they decided to play a bet for laura and played her house number 352 they bet a buck. They won 4100 dollars. This was pure serendipity, this was Laura saying she made it to heaven ok and anything is possible. Laura Kimball, I didn't mean to disrupt your journey, and Mom don't be mad at me, send me a sign.