May 3rd, 2017, the Hippie Ghost Band, a group I’ve been channeling on Facebook Live Video, came out to informed over seven hundred listeners and me the other half of the story.
They did not come to do an intervention. They saw me dead. A decision to make me into a spirit guide was implemented. They taught me how to help those distraught in the spirit world. On the date they saw me kill myself, April 24th, 2015, a miracle happened. God saved my life, by bringing back my spirit, which got dislodged resulting from the event in February 2015.
After the channeled session, I downloaded it and listened to the channel session over and over. God saved me? Why? Why a spirit guide? Why did God save me? Of all people, why me?
My thoughts drifted to my early years, and my desire to help others. As a kid, I sought to be the the female counterpart of Moses. I wanted to save the world. I wanted to knock at doors and tell people they are loved. By my late teens that faded out, as my anti-God and religion took precedence. My spirituality grew, as did my psychic abilities. I entered the world of a Spiritual Counselor, which doesn’t qualify me to be a spirit guide.
Then my train of thought switched to another factor brought up during that podcast. I succeed in killing myself? My spirit bolted? Why didn’t I realize I was missing my spirit? As my mind hopped from one area to another area, I began to see answers to my long-standing questions, during these spirits interaction with me. Why did they let my husband work so close to me? What was it I felt go down my body, as I walked April 24th, 2015? It was God bringing back my spirit.