Visit from a soul44

While I was in Florida for the marathon, I went into a bookstore with Savyasachi. When I opened up a sports book, what did I see? The face of the little girl who lives next door to me in New York. Her soul appeared right in front of the page, looking at me. I said, “What is she doing here?”

Then when I came back to New York, as we were driving up to my house, she came out of her house and stood looking at me, not saying anything.

In Florida her soul came for my blessings, although outwardly I never talk to her.

RB 701. 24 January 1983