Where does a journey begins? Is it in the heart, the mind or the soul? Truly it is inseparable. It begins at the beginning where there was Him and Him alone. “I was a hidden treasure and I wish to be known. Therefore I created.” I am His creation and I am a jewel being polished to shine till I find the hidden treasure, again and again.
Last night, my soul travelled again to the vast universe. I close my eyes and I see darkness of space and the lights which are angels, multitudes of them. I see purple lights and I enter them and saw objects and people in space and time. They whiz by as I pan by them and they are moving at high speed but a speed slower than light so I can make them out as something from a bygone era in Europe. People in old world costumes, horses, carriages, household paraphenalia.
I saw the galaxy of stars and I approach a black hole and as I enter I saw what is on the other side, a parallel universe much like Earth. I enter a portal which will tell my fortune and I saw many tables with writings, books, pens, stamps, from the past, in Europe of the 15th century. I am Yohanna and my name means Life in Arabic or God is Gracious in Hebrew.
My soul knows multiple lives in multiple parallel universes, in all I was always the scribe, I write, that is what I do. I am a writer. I am a teacher. I am a traveler. Now I know I don’t need planes because I am flying without wings. I fly as the light travels. I travel light.
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