![]() REPOSTED FROM FITT 2014 Three is said to be a magical number and it would have to be for me because it took three times before I finally believed in the magic. The first time was just a small one; up in a tree branch on a path that I had taken almost every day for the past few months. There it was, I looked up, saw it, thought it was pretty cool and chalked it up to some things I had been reading lately that talked about them. The second time was much, much more magical. It was a day I can’t really describe and one that I keep trying to duplicate. I was in touch, connected, and seemed to know that everything was me and I was everything. I looked up and not only saw them but felt them. I even seemed to know what they were thinking though it was only a feeling within me, I never heard a word.
The third time though, that is when it stuck. I was in Kauai, I went there specifically for a “Sacred Ascension Journey”, something I hoped would get me back to the feeling I had had the second time I saw them. I had been there a few days and I was out on the lanai in the morning sun, breathing in the light of the day and I looked up and saw one. I pointed it out and then all of a sudden they were everywhere. More and more kept showing up and then I couldn’t see anything but the faces. Now I want you to see them too…
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