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Hi,
Notice that the word "Extra" is in the title of this issue.
April
and I are involved with many things realted to April's Open Deep Trance Channeling that fall outside the format of your regular
"Inner Whispers" newsletters (which will continue as usual).
So, in order to share some
of these things with you we will use this format from time to time.
"Inner Whispers" Extra will have two basic
sections.
1) News and Announcements.
2) Other Material that VERONICA and other non-physical beings
and guides produce.... like some pre-publication book material, transcripts of interviews with VERONICA and others, and other
completely different things.
This is the first issue of "Inner Whispers" Extra, so here we go:
News and Announcements
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Brand New VERONICA Video Interview Series
Now On-line
(Free)
I (Allen) have just posted a totally new series of Video Interviews with VERONICA.
These
are quite different than the three original Video Messages from VERONICA that are posted on April's website. These are
interviews with VERONICA... not monologues.
Click on the titles below to view
the videos
By viewing these videos
you also help us share them with an even broader audience because the search function at this site ranks videos by how many
views there are.
If you have the opportunity, it also helps greatly to rate the videos and to list them as a
"favorite".
There is also a place to make comments.
Other Things We are Doing:
Will
I See You In Heaven by Sophia & William
For
this issue, we will start with some pre-publication material for a book that is largely already written by two individuals
via April Crawford, Sophia and William.
Sophia and William have lived many lifetimes together, sometimes as lovers,
other times not.
In each life, one had to deal with the physical "death" of the other.
Now that they are together
forever, they are ready to tell their story.
The working title for Sophia's and Willam's book is:
Will I
See You in Heaven?
Some early background:
The way this book came about was unusual for us. One
evening while I was having a regular chat with one of the entities like VERONICA, they casually mentioned that a person named
"Sophia" was going to write.
At the time, here is what they (The entity)
said to me (most of which I recorded) about the story that Sophia was going to write. It was kind of like
a movie one sheet (movie poster) that had several short sentences intended to get my attention:
"This
is a love story from two different entities who have known each other for a very long time.
"This is a love story where two people love each
other and they want to know that they will continue.
This is a love story that spans several physical
lifetimes.
[From Allen memory: One dies and the other
is left to deal with the separation.]
Sophia is the one left in 1927 after her mate "dies".
1927, it was a very psychic time.
They are willing to share their story now that they
are together forever."
Flash forward a few months. I have heard
nothing more of this project since. Then one evening during one of my regular sessions with the entities, I am
instructed to get some paper and a pen.
Just below is what Sophia wrote via April's hand at that time.
Note, it is not part of the story necessarily. It is more of a primer and introduction for me.
(Note: April
had no idea what was written, or even any idea that Sophia was involved.)
"7 June 1769
I have brushed a stray hair from his
cold forehead. It straggles across his brow in an odd direction. He would have been driven mad by its insolence.
I wish I could cut it before they place him in the coffin. "In his coffin" how the words catch in my throat almost causing
me to gag. I muster some strength as I nod to the doctor. "Yes. It is time."
I feel relief as the lid closes, ending
my vigil at the wake. Its surreal dramas ever etched in my mind. "Will I ever recover?" I think not.
I grimace at the prospect of never feeling his touch again. I cry at the mere thought of his hands never touching mine
again. How will I endure a void of emptiness that is beginning to encompass me?
I release his body but I will never release his soul. Continuance
only serving to head me to my meeting with him again. It is my only hope."
Flash forward again another few months.
I am having another of my usual meetings with the entities. A new being comes through and starts to talk with me.
I do not recognize it. Then..... she speaks.
"Allen, this is Sophia."
I am delighted to finally
meet Sophia. She is wonderful! We talk for a brief while and then she departs. One of the other Entities
returns and we continue our evening.
Flash forward again a few months. Sophia and William begin to write their
story. It is totally different than what I expected based on the first writing Sophia did above.
At this
time, by the way, I had no idea that William and Sophia would take turns writing about the same physical lifetime, each from
their own point of view. Each individual's perspective of each lifetime together was quite different than the other's!
But
more on that later.
Remember,
this is a pre-publication sample. It is not edited yet... including for punctuation or typo's (Sophia wants to
edit it herself before it is officially published).
This is just the way it flowed out.
By the way, this
was written out in long hand by either Sophia or William, and then typed by someone we hired to type it up.
April had
no idea what Sophia or William had written during any particular writing session... until she read it herself later... often
much later.
Here is the first little bit of Chapter Two of Sophia's and William's story.... written in their
own words. To my surprise, it was William who wrote the first few chapters!
The excerpt below is from Chapeter
Two, because that is when William sees Sophia for the first time in this particular physical life.
Note: All of the material relating to Sophia's
and William's book including the above description and first writing by Sophia is individually copyrighted by April Crawford
and used here by permission.
Chapter Two
Kansas
1880 - William
The first thing I noticed were her hands. They brushed
my sleeve without notice. However the energy lingered and there was a tingle of recognition. Absurd as it was,
the mere thought of them touching me again set me off balance. It wasn't for their beauty as the nails were chipped
and dirty. Their rough appearance did nothing to enhance her femininity. Those hands had seen a hard day's work
and a night of worry. Yet I found a longing in my heart for another moment. Just one.
We continued our exchange. I needed a sack of flour and some coffee. She turned to the
step stool and reached for the merchandise. There was an elegance to her frame that transcended the slip of a girl before
me. She was young but worn. A strand hair fell in her eyes from the tight bun at the nape of her neck. I
found myself longing to tuck that strand behind her ear. "Anything else?" She had returned to the counter.
My mind raced for an answer that would prolong this interaction. However my thoughts betrayed me while I frantically
scanned the store for something else. Anything. She shifted her weight in impatience while I fumbled like a school
boy. I could see the crease of a laugh line descending from her left cheek. Her blue eyes lifted to mine as I
blurted out "Lamp oil!" Yes. Yes. I needed lamp oil!
I must have looked like a fool. The humiliation would have been too much to bear if she had not
smiled directly at me. My heart froze for what seemed like an eternity. Our eyes locked and I knew I could never
leave this store. At least not without her.
"That'll be two bits" she said. I could not take my eyes off her mouth as she formed the words.
Somewhere inside me there was a feeling of being here before in this store, or somewhere. A vague recollection of those
eyes and lips.
As I reached into my pockets, there was an awareness that when the money was placed in her hands, the
connection would be finished, encouraging the urge to proceed ever so slowly. I decided to ask her name.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Sophia" she replied.
In that moment I remembered. In that moment I committed. In that moment I embraced the
essence of Sophia. I was lost in her eyes. And there would be no finish. At least not for me.
I placed the two bits on the counter and just stood there.
A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face. My last desire was to scare her. I knew I looked
a bit bedraggled. Six months in the saddle did little to enhance one's looks. Perhaps a bath and a shower would
be in order. There was a Chinese laundry up the street that promised clean clothes in a matter of days. Better
yet, I could get a new shirt. I could sell my horse if need be.
I had to be here with Sophia. Convincing her to marry me might take some time. Women had
a certain way of doing things. Every thing would have to be proper.
I suddenly laughed out loud. My pa told me of this day. "Someday, you're gonna meet a woman
who will knock you off your feet. Then you'll spend the rest of your life hoping you never lose her," he had said.
Of course, at the time, I believed my father was a fool, as all sons do, when they are young. Today, his words rang
true. I wished he were alive so I could thank him.
My abrupt laughter caused Sophia to giggle with nervousness. Per haps she thought me a bit insane.
A look of question brought me back to reality. "My name is William" I replied. She smiled again, and
extended her hand. "Pleased to meet ya, William" she said. My heart began to pound so hard I was sure she could
hear it. Wit the greatest amount of bravery I could muster, I extended my hand to hers. The connection was almost
too much. The tingle extended up my arm as her fingers embraced my hand. The roughness of her palm did not escape
me. However, the knowing that this was beyond important was overwhelming.
Fighting the urge to go over the counter and take her in my arms, I reluctantly let go of her hand.
"New to these parts, William?" she asked. "Ah, no. I mean yes. Ah, no....yes" I replied. How could
I tell her that all the roads and plains I had crossed were now just a blur? That nothing had seemed real, until this
moment. I needed to be with her, hold her, take care of her, forever. Was it too soon to court her? All
these things danced through my mind in those brief seconds. I needed to respond. I needed to appear clever and
handsome. She must not think me an imbecile. Surely she felt the connection. My mind raced towards our future,
our home, and our children. All of it rising before me in a grand crescendo.
"William?"
"William! Are you all right?"
My mind snapped back to those blue eyes. A hint of a grin that I recognized from somewhere.
I could not speak, so I faked a cough to give myself another moment of preparation. "Yes Ma'am, I am" I replied.
There was a bustle of movement from the front door, and I felt a sense of intrusion. A man was unloading
supplies from a wagon. He was short and stock and had the appearance of a merchant. Perhaps he was a supplier
for the store. I hoped he would do his business and be on his way. Nothing could come into our world. Sophia's
and mine. His presence disturbed me.
"Oh, William" said Sophia, blue eyes in mine. "This is my husband, Frank." The word "husband"
echoed in my head. "Frank, this here is William. He's kinda new round here." I think Frank had a jovial
way about him. He extended his hand, all smiles. He too had blue eyes and auburn hair. Not a bad looking
fellow. Too bad I would have to kill him.
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Final Notes for this Issue of "Inner Whispers"
Extra:
There is an introduction to this story written by
one of the entities, and a forward by Sophia also. But I thought I would give you a flavor of the first few paragrahs
of the story first.
If I had to describe this story, I might call it a combination of Roots with reincarnation
and the love story in the movie Titanic.
And there are a fair number of lives "after" this one.
There
will be more to this story in the next issues of "Inner Whispers" Extra.
I hope you enjoy sharing with us some of this other stuff that April and I
are doing!
Best wishes,
-Allen
Facilitator for April Crawford
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