On a hill outside a small town in Europe a group of mathematicians, musicians and meditators are gathered. They are using electro-magnetic fields to move the moisture in the air of late afternoon until the dampness turns here and there to a thin mist. The pure notes of the musicians hold these mists still in places and the sunlight on them creates rainbows. All of the men and women here, children too, some in silence, some softly singing, begin to weave iridescent patterns in the networks of droplets that are floating on the air.
Visions of the Future
In meditation I have been visiting the soul planes and connecting with the souls of some of the individuals or groups who are preparing to incarnate here on the Earth plane. Visions of the Future are my understanding of the life purposes they have shared with me.