1988: Linda and I were dancing at the big dance hall in the Bryan College Station area Saturday night, a treat. We were having a blast and two-stepping the night away. Last thing I remembered was saying something trivial to her and then … nothing. The next morning I woke up in my bed. I did not remember anything that happened to me; including Linda taking me home shortly after our last hello. Later that morning Linda called and said the hall burned down just after it closed. My take, my Higher Self recognized the danger and wanted me out. They succeeded!
Mother, wife, teacher, healer, psychic, friend, spiritualist, traveler on planet earth at this remarkable time in history.