Note: The intention of this message was to give solace; he knows how people suffer and are confused about what happened and he wants to help people to see clearer and to tell the real context why this horrible murder happened. He says that the young man is in this a victim too.

My Beloved, as horrible the murder of the children and their teacher was, I beg you, but to remain calm. These admirable humans knew before their incarnation how their lives will end once. Not the exact circumstances, but the fact that it is through an act of violence. None of these wonderful beings had to suffer. Their souls have left the body just before, there were only carcassess that have been hit by the bullets. Their souls were received by us and led to the higher dimensions, in which they have ascended.

Their death was not in vain, but an act of charity. It helps to wake up the people, and to find the meaning behind it all – that violence is not a means to achieve a goal but only a means of the dark side to sow fear and chaos. This murder was not a desperate act of a sick young man, but had the target to hit as many people as possible and to decrease the overall vibration in order to prevent the ascension process.

A HUG AND A TEAR

It didn't surprise me to hear, “Mom?” out there in the moonlight. I had felt Sam's approach ever since coming up from the notebook Sari had handed me.

“What's going on, my man?” I asked, stock response to my little boy, all grown up.

“Well, Running Man and I have remembered a whole lot, and they are planning on taking off here in a little bit,” he paused and drew a line in the ancient red dirt with his sneaker.

“Well, I sure hope they don't charge a lot for a ticket. Did you bring any cash?” I asked

Sam looked up from his idle drawing to look at my face. I was smiling, as I handed him the notebook. He took it into his hands, chuckling, reset just as quickly as always. He opened the notebook.

Twenty minutes later, Sam joined Sari and I on our rock. Sari was still serenely floating. My ass was cold and sore, bony as it was. “Mom,” Sam said, “I just can't believe it. It's a dream come true, Mom.”

WHEN? WHERE?

We looked at each other, shock and awe reflecting from the other.

“I just can't believe,” Lily sighed, “how deep we are into something so multidimensional. It's sort of taking my breath away, really.”

“I am curious,” I asked, hoping not to offend, “how one goes about packing for a vacation like this.”

What a vacation we had already had! Both in our flannels just minutes after Sabrina and Eddie took off, we decided to get to sleep by coming up with the perfect vacation scenarios. We'd each do one we'd always imagined taking alone, and then we'd imagine one taken together, and we did that for, gosh, maybe eight rounds.

Remember, we are each travelers, by soul, so it was really hard to stop, actually. The best vacations we had ever dreamed up were the ones we would have gone on whether we were alone or with someone, so those were the ones we decided, in the end, to concentrate on.

It was hard to narrow down the field. Here is our attempt to solidify a dream vacation.

TAKE A TRIP WITH ME