THE
MICHAELS AND OUR FRIEND BOB
Northern
California 1978-present
Note: The entities presented in this
story were first chronicled in the book Messages from Michael
by Chelsea Quinn Yarbro. The Michael entity was also present 2500 years ago
when they taught as the Oracle at Delphi in Greece. My personal story with them
began over thirty years ago and continues in the present.
My
career as a medium and intuitive began rather imperceptibly.
I
first heard about the Michaels, a reunited entity or group of 1050 souls
teaching from the causal plane sometime in the mid 1970s when a friend of
happened to mention he was attending group sessions in the Oakland hills.
Curious, I asked him for more info about it, but we got side tracked. He was
actually telling me about this during the house conversation from “The Ghost at
the Top of the Stairs” earlier in this book and I suppose the ghost got more of
my attention that night. When we have soul agreements in place, and when those
agreements are central to your own life work, then usually if they don’t catch
your eye the first time, they are likely to come back around.
Such
was true for me, and several years later another friend, also a musician,
mentioned to me over a dinner in between shows (we were both free lance
violinists at the time) that he was in a small group meeting in Berkeley and
that maybe I would be interested in some of the information they were getting.
Was this the same as what I had heard about a few years earlier? Not exactly in
that the people were mostly different and there was a different medium at the
helm, but it was indeed the same teacher, the Michael entity. My friend
promised to get some basic personal information for me, my “stats” which he did
a few weeks later. I wrote them down in red ink on the back of an envelope that
was handy, and put them in a drawer where they stayed. Looking back, I realize I was just not
ready for the life changing experiences that were about to come my way.
Onward
By
the time I decided that I wanted to find out more about this reunited entity
that now two of my friends had sung high praises of, I was concretely planted
in the real world. Married and the mother of a young child, the last thing on
my mind was getting involved in metaphysics in any serious way. However, shortly
after I found the envelope in the drawer again, I suppose curiosity got the
best of me; I got the number for one of the original channels. I called, talked
to her, and arranged to meet. After the first meeting, I was hooked, and soon
joined one of her ongoing groups.
c.2012 Victoria Marina-Tompkins A Little Book of Spirit Stories All Rights Reserved
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