So many miracles piling up can’t quite keep track, huge one from yesterday but right now this one feels important to record as it happened a minute ago. I ask my daughter if the time is good to meet for our Thanksgiving meal together and she writes back she is not sure if she can make it but will let me know in a few hours. Now anyone who knows me knows I have had a thing about holidays, yea that human thing about them being special and need to be with loved ones.

So I felt my stomach drop as I read those words. Here is the miracle, it dropped maybe 1/4 of a floor. In other words, didn’t feel that big to let the energy pass through! WHAT! I sat with it and it took maybe 90 seconds to 2 minutes to pass through. I even did a check. Did I blame her?, no. Did I blame her boyfriend who I had a story had changed the plan 24 hours out leaving me high and dry? Shockingly no. Was I disappointed yes. Was that perfectly ok yes. All innocent, nothing wrong here. Yup not quite loving but definitely accepting what is. So I kind of was checking myself to see if I was really ok, noticing this previous huge attachment is now more pint sized. yup. Sense of celebration and yes FREEDOM!!!!!!!!! and no surprise, minutes later get a text. She thought today was Thursday. Given that it is tomorrow and also Thanksgiving tomorrow all is well. No apology and nothing to apologize for. I ran a check to see if I blamed her for this or thought she was being unkind. NO!

Raffaella I absolutely know it was flowing from the miracles we played with today. With Raffaella’s support I was able to zero point the most difficult memory of my childhood and truly see only LOVE. We were both stunned into silence and awe as we saw how quickly it unfolded. I know it was a direct result of a profound moment of pure love and unity I had had in a circle the day before and I think each of you involved. Miracles are on the rise beloveds. Hope you can see them. And a huge shout out to my sister Raffaella. I feel this will prove to be a major turning point in my life. Continuously purifying any victim story I uncover is facilitating the greatest freedom and yes joy I have ever known. I bow.

PS. I just realized another person that in the past I would’ve blamed, myself. Did I blame myself for being a wuss about the holidays as I used to do? No absolutely not, I only have and have had great compassion for how long she saw this as one of her few love lines in childhood.