Joan of Arc and the 1920's!

Gosh, where to begin on this one. I kept hearing a voice tell me to do this solo - no wand, no crystals - nothing. I felt strange doing the session this way - but I went ahead and listened.

I stepped out into nothingness - or it felt like I was walking on air. Very odd. In the blink of an eye a white swirl of energy came from the ground, surrounded me and exited up towards the heavens. I looked and I saw Joan of Arc (me) helping Cardinal Henry Beaufort (Ted) on with a red cape? Or robe? He was standing in front of a mirror and I was trying top make sure he looked presentable.

Off to my right, Ted arrives. I ask him what's he doing here. He doesn't know - last thing he remembers is falling asleep on the airplane. He watches the Joan/Henry scene unfold with me. He comes up behind me, wraps his arms around me and says - see...God couldn't keep us apart. I turn around and I tell him - what are you talking about? He says - our love. No matter how much you deny it - it's there. I know it's there - I say. But you and I do not belong together. He replies - yes we do. Despite all of the odds in every life time we are together - if only for a small time.

Because we're not supposed to be together! I cry.

Next thing we know, we are looking at a scene from the 1920's. He and I are in bed, must of just finished making love as he is holding me tight. I tell him that I'd better get going. He sits up on his elbow and begs me to stay a little longer. He reaches into the nightstand and pulls out a beautiful engagement ring and asks me to marry him. At first I'm very happy - but then the smile fades and I remind him that I can't. He says lets run away. I tell him that his brother would never allow it.

We hear a click. I look up and there is Bill with a gun, pointed at Ted's head. I say - Frank, let him go. He tell me to get out of the bed. I won't go. He and Ted argue - Bill/Frank says that he'll never let Ted/Nick have me. He fires and puts a bullet in Ted's head. Blood splatters all over me. I sit there in total shock. Bill/Frank pulls me out of bed and men come in to wrap Ted (Nick) up in plastic.

I look at Ted. He stares at me. He then says - I'll find you and take good care of you. He can't stop me this time. With that he's gone.

In a flash, I'm in a round, natural spring. Bill is there as well. Without even thinking - I fly into his arms. He hugs me tight. I comment how much I miss him and he echoes the feelings. I ask what are we doing here? He doesn't know. There are three young children pouring water over our heads - reminded me of a baptism. The water felt very cleansing and refreshing. I press my cheek on his chest - next to his heart - and tell him that he has to let me in. He says he knows - but he's scared. I remind him - so am I.

I'm not really sure about this part - but he, I and Ted - all naked - are wrapped up together, by a white binding, into a cocoon and buried. I can feel all three of us "shoot" out of there - our souls anyway - and go on with our current lives.

I'm in an office and it seems like I am getting ready to go to England for something - I don't know what. It has something to do with the books - but it isn't a signing or anything. I'm not sure what. It feel like either London or Cambridge.

Then I woke up.

Very odd session.....

That's the most those two have been around in weeks. This tells me something is up - something....not sure what....will be happening this week.

I discovered that Ted was the Cardinal the other day as I was looking up to see whatever happened to Joan's ashes. It was that same eerie bolt of energy that ran up my spine. So odd.

Over the weekend I moved and dusted my stones/crystals. I usually only do this twice a year. When you have a few thousand stones (most in the same room) it tends to take awhile. I moved stones around - all because of what my guides were telling me to do. They had me move my bamboo plant from the top of the fireplace - straight into cat territory. I'm not sure why - but I keep being told not to move it. I hope it accomplishes its task before it becomes breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I was also instructed to move all of my crystals/stones out of my bedroom. No idea why. I still dreamed the same - or so I think.

Over the weekend I got the urge to try to find my old pen pal from high school. His name was Nicholas and he was a blondish brown haired, blue-eyed boy from Northern Italy. I wish I could remember his last name or town. I don't know if I saved any of the letters - it's been 20 years. I checked in the house and they're not here. They may be in the garage - don't know - I'll have to check.

Until later...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)