At a particular point of my life, I had realized that nothing was coincidence. The term no longer existed for me. It is a mere illusion, to surpass events, which hold no reason. But reason, remember, is the special gift given man above all creatures of this earth-plane. Coincidences, are not the spontaneous events happening of your nature, but pre-conceived elements of a higher level of development – it is all quite sane – but one must aspire to this spiritual truth before discovering it is all part of the plan. The plan of life on earth. It does go, in fact, beyond our sense of reason. Reason is the complex tool, given us to develop an organized pattern – a means to an end.

It is my contention that we are all of spiritual format. We rise to a higher level through corporeal existance, acquiring freedom of spirit here – or after one leaves this physical plane, transcending the next levels of conciousness.

As early as I can recall I received impressions from what I would call my “inner voice”. It was a kind of “knowing” or telepathic message nudging me – as if to inform me of everything going on around me. I accepted it as my intuitive self, or second nature. It was very natural to me.

I have always had about my life a sense that I was never really alone – knowing in my Catholic rite of a private bonding with Christ. I had always with me His unconditional love and protection. It was through my private communication that I opened myself to all I may encompass, in alignment with what was “right” and of “goodness” in this world.

I was born a very sensitive soul, with the ability to always “feel” what people were expressing to me. I would serve as an empath, without the ability to discern my own emotions and separate myself from their experience. It seemed to, somehow, all meld together.

Finally, learning to discern my own feelings and opinions from theirs, I realized I had to literally “tone down” my compassion-mode. This was to ground myself and make things right again, putting everything in proper perspective.

After experiencing my own misgivings, and questioning my selflessness, I asked myself “What makes me happy?”

It wasn’t until I got in touch with my own emotions that I was able to reach out. I finally asked my Lord, in a desperate attempt, to help me realize my life’s purpose. To give me the Awareness. For Him to come into my life and work with me... That I may be His instrument, His vehicle, that He may flow through me and His Will be done... knowing not what form it would come through or if I was, in fact, worthy. But I walked in faith and held His love close to my heart.

I came into this life so unusually sensitive and I asked to let this sensitivity finally be used constructively and to the degree of its purpose. I found myself always full of an overwhelming amount of love and couldn’t disperse it fast enough. Even if situations weren’t going so well, I found, inside myself, trying to justify it with compassion, but never effectively expressing myself to others. It seemed to get stuck there. I knew the love I felt and somehow felt the other party(s) should somehow know this also, that I shouldn’t have to explain (and didn’t). I just felt wronged, but accepted their spirit just a well, content within my own heart. I took to writing my feelings down in the form of poems and such, just to release my energies.

On October 18, 1985, I sat in my room with pen in hand and began writing a passage. As I continued, I realized I was going on and on, without giving what was being written any preconceived thought or format, as I did formerly, noticing a free flowing kind of energy encompassing me. As I realized this, I stayed open to it and continued. At that time, I did not know where I was pulling this information from. I did know, after re-reading it, that it was not my style of writing nor my word vocabulary. It seemed to me, somewhat Old English and rather Intelligent. Now, mind you, I give myself credit in life for accomplishments, but not like this. I am also profound, but not to this extent.

So the next day I sat again to write to try and see what would come. Well, it did. After analyzing and re-reading these passages, I handed this information over, in trust, to another, to see if it made sense to them. In their opinion, it seemed all too overwhelming. But in my tenacity, I persevered this nuance to its utmost. It is here where my 25 year plight began, and to this day, it remains with me, in Love and in Light.

Naturally, wanting to be protected, knowing once you open yourself like this, anything may come through and wanting to work only in God’s Way and with good intentions, I needed proof all was well. I sought counsel from priests, psychologists and such. Opening myself slowly, people led me to books of like source and groups studying these subjects. Wanting to remain in respect of this form and in alliance of the Lord.

I prayed extensively, again, to my Lord, that if this was not of His doing and not with His blessing, that it be removed from me. In the same respect, if I was being handed a gift to use to the best of my ability, that I stay in respect of its worthiness and would never misuse it, fearing it be taken from me.

Well, to this day it has never left me and in my experience of it, I have not yet had any ill-feelings or discontentment through it. It has proven to be of the utmost love and respect. I feel comfortable enough and sure enough with this now, to share with you this quest.

After some time in communication with what I will call my “angel-mentor”, writing passages, I would find myself full of energy. Sometimes through the next day. My vibration level would be so uplifted during these sessions, I would then have to ground myself. Sometimes just doing everyday chores or eating.

I had to adjust – early on, being in this state left me feeling lightheaded and as if my feet were off the ground. Finding myself doing mundane, ordinary day to day things, like waiting for a streetlight, sitting at my desk being bound to work at my job, and such, left me a feeling of heaviness, like I was wearing a bear-suit. I found this quite boring. I do have balance now,once I discerned such opposite polarities and adjusted to “life in the flesh”, once again with appreciation. It is all so wonderful, I must say.

I wish to introduce to you, at this time, my “angel-mentor”, Mantheisus. I am assured you will come away with a sense of well-being and awe, as I still do to this day.