I agree with Linda. It is time to go. Get out of there now! Don't let these people have the opportunity to try to hurt you again or even do worse to you. I understand your philosophy for staying, please know that there are other physical places you can relocate to and still fight the good fight.

Many Blessings to you and your family....

Sophe

I 'see' that where ever you are, it is in a very troublesome neighbourhood, where neighbours and police are corrupt. Bribery is everywhere. People will do anything for money and favours. this kind of corruption is everywhere and in Canada as well, at the missions, food banks, and I see it with the poor and the rich.

But, I see that a very WHITE LIGHT, a beacon will come into the picture, and wake up those who have done wrong. It is my suggestion that you move to a santuary, a safe house, another state or province, and request asylum. Do not focus your attention on your visions, because dark forces in the spirit realms can manifest these kinds of situations, if we put long term thought on it. If you think white light, God light around you, and imagine mirrors all around you, and say, "I reverberate all negative energies back to whence it came, NOW, in Jesus Name, closing all doorways and accesses to my energies and that of my family, NOW. AMEN!" What you are doing is reverberating all energies (psychic attacks and negative thoughts) back to those who are sending threats to you.

Foremost, I strongly suggest you leave your place. Pack your bags, and things, and move to the countryside, to a remote place, a small town out of state. Start over with a different identity....This is what I see. This is what I feel, for the forces of darkness will be stronger in many states and provinces on a global level due to economic insecurity and people will turn other people in, and do unspeakable things, for thier own welfare. Therefore, to live in a remote place in the countryside is the best place to live. Do not worry about food, for if you have faith, it will come to you. It will manifest. This is where faith is most important. Trust in God, rather now to seek justice. Keep your evidence, for there will be a time when "I see" that the proper justice WILL come about. But not right now.

I hope this helps you.

Gail

My dear group of friends,

I had to thank all of you for everything, and I am sorry that I am way behind in writing. I had some computer problems, and I had a house inspection today, and I have been working my xxx off, but well worth the effort.

I was really sick for about two months, and I could hardly do anything, and my house showed it. It is clean now, and I am most happy about that. With everything that I have going on, I want my house clean.

Your prayers, light, and boosting from another group, helped so much that it is amazing. I should have had black eyes, and I don't. A lump on my head went away before my neighbor's eyes, and I only hurt really bad for one day! That never happens without divine intervention. Thank you so much.

I got depressed talking with my new attorney, and I know that the only thing to do is leave this place.

I have so many things to say with each message that I recieved from you wonderful people who took the time out of your day to help me. This group has been the biggest inspiration for me.

I have been so confused about some things concerning God, and the world, and which way to turn. Trying to break negative habits of attraction etc.

My father has not even called me for at least six weeks, and I don't know what's up with that, so Wes and I are going at this alone more or less now. If anyone has any insight to this please let me know. He got all wrapped up in the pennibanc trust stuff, and had to leave town. I hate secretive things. I don't like Alvin Hansen, and I don't trust the other man that he is working with. Also, my father would get me scared because of the visions he had, and now I have to help him come around to a different way of thinking too because he has such a powerful mind.

I remembered the cutting cords thing too along the way, and I kind of went crazy. I just lit them all on fire, quickly and furiously. When one hit my father, I said I was sorry, and that I loved him, but the cord had to go.

Our money situation is destitute with all of the things that have taken place, which makes it hard to think of moving. But, I had a miracle today. We had no money for food etc. last week, and I prayed secretly for twenty dollars, I needed cigarettes, even though I know that I shouldn't smoke, but I was told that would leave me in the near future., and I needed something good to eat.

My kind neighbor gave me twenty dollars for food, bought us a carton of cigarettes, and bought a huge meal for all of us that we shared today. I had told no one about the prayer. It made me cry because she was so kind.

I had a vision of a house that we moved to, and I saw myself happy and relaxed. It had a walkway going along the side of the house, and there was a door that let into the dining room. A large window was on the side where the door was. It was white inside the house. The dining room table was large, and sat eight to ten people, and I was setting the table in the vision for something to eat for dinner. I was smiling, and the kitchen which was large was on the left side if I was looking in through the wall.

The livingroom was as big as the kitchen and dining room put together, and it was in browns. I think I remember seeing my daughter there, and my son there. I don't know where this place was.

I do want to be out in the countryside again with trees, water, fish, pets, and a garden.

My father talked of a vision once where we left town, but we changed our names, and the people of Oroville knew that we had won when things took place, but we would not be here.

My friend Marti saw us ministering to people that were dying, and singing to them, and making songs just for them, as they passed away with us there with them. Mostly old people.

Wes and I want to make orgonite into craft things. The orgonite reverses things like water pollution, it has been told that within 48 to 72 hours, all the toxins are gone out of the water. I want to write books, and teach classes, and I want to do my art work most of all. I want to sketch and paint. I want to do healing, but first I must heal myself with God's help, and God's helpers like you people.

I had PTSD so bad when I first came here, and how you folks have helped change that.

I finally have answers to questions that I have had for twenty-five years of why? Now that I believe I know the why of it all, I can focus on what needs to be done instead of going around and around in my head of why?

I was in such bad shape in February, when I moved into my friend Leela's house, that someone threw a huge rock at her livingroom window. My son was in the back of the house, and her four children were in a bedroom at the front of the house. I had thought it was a gun shot, and I hit the floor, and I was crawling around the floor through this big house. I checked my son, and I crawled back the the bedroom with the four kids, and I couldn't figure out what to do.

Wes and Leela had gone outside, and they called the police, and when they came in the house, they told me to get up off of the floor before the police came or they would think I was crazy. I got up. The police came and went, and another attack took place, and this time Leela's whole van window was broken out. That was it for me.

We had cops trying to kill us, threaten us, stalk us, and street people too until we got to Leela's. I was in a state of constant fear. One time I stepped outside to smoke, and a car was stalking us that had stalked me before the fire in 2002. I was hiding in the bushes, and my son David saw me shaking, and he said, "Mom, I didn't know that PTSD could do that to people." He told me that he loved me, and how sorry he was that I was going through this.

One time, I was suicidal, and to do it, I decided to walk the neighborhood unprotected. That was the easiest way for me back then. Nothing happened. So, I have come a long way from those months ago.

What is so sad, is that this is what happens to so many people here. I am not alone in this. All of the people feel so isolated from each other. But, we are talking, and coming together now.

The spiritual struggles have been many because of all the things I went through in all religions, so I have my own religion, but I don't quite know what that is yet. I fluctuate between techniques, and forgetting about my first love, and then when I remember my first love, I remember how hurt I was when my guru Swami Muktananda was committing sex crimes and murders. But, I had found God. Then I got abducted, and didn't know what was up at all, so I am confused. I have been hurt by all of the so called Christian Churches also, and I believe that most religion is not freedom at all. Then, the Native American thing comes in, and then the Buddist thing comes in, and then all the confusion of my past.

I also am afraid because I have such a powerful mind. I used to just think of something like a feather, and it would appear in my hands. Well this made me afraid for a long time. I tried to just be normal. But that didn't happen.

Now, since I have been working on myself, my powerful mind has come back, and now I just think things to the computer, and it happens, like going to another page, cut and paste, highlight etc. I don't want it to happen but it does, and I know only too well that I have to think positive, and not go along with the terror that the enemy would like me to have. When I don't allow it, I have seen whole situations change. It is a lot of work though along with all of this other stuff.

At least I have a clean house. lol

But, most of all I have you people in this particular group. I have not posted much these days or answered some private messages because I have had so much rearranging going on in my head. I am catching up on paperwork that is necessary, and things are getting slowly better.

Now, I have to focus on a routine for my God time. To pray for others and send light to, and talk with God about everything. Wes finally got me some music to meditate by. That was all gone too. I think I have a routine to do, and know what inner work I need to do. I need to send love to all of my enemies that is for sure. They are victims too, and I have to remember that.

I know that we will have money in our future. I don't care much about being disabled right now. I don't have time to even think about it, and it is normal for me anyway.

I have rambled enough, and I just wanted to say how much you all mean to me. Even poor bluebutterfly, who I have not written to yet, but she is very much in my heart. Thank you everyone.

Love, Pamela