The recurring vision involved the great mass rising up to become lighter and lighter until it was a a silvery iridescent color as shiney souls appear to her. What good hearted person wouldn't wish that the vision meant that the dark ones would eat up the black sucking energy ones or slinkies to return soul shiney to the Earth's aura.
As Papa Legba's Feast Day was approaching for June 13th Maman Brigette and Baron Samedi spent some time in paige's dreams. They put paige to work preparing an astral altar for Papa Legba's Feast, and she was honored to do it. Paige knew there was something big coming up; and still she hoped that it would be for the whole world while deep down she knew it was for her own little world.
The vision of the dark colors swirling upwards, ever lightening, into the silvery ethereal glow was almost steady in her mind's eye. Somehow she just knew, as things are known by psychics, that the Army of African Souls was preparing to leave the Underworld and move onto higher planes. Bittersweet she was, but mostly she was just so happy for Them, her Beloved Eguns.
It was, indeed, glorious to see Them rising into upper dimensions on the 13th. In her meditation that day, Maman Brigette, took the time to to telepathically speak to paige to tell her "They are gone, but the chords are still there so it You get into trouble, You just call Them." Sure enough, both times paige got into trouble her Big Brothers came to the rescue. None really knows how things work, but the probability that we are multi-dimensional beings seems plausible.
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