
After my father died, I communicated with him, just before falling asleep. I would ask him, "Where Are You".
Surprising visions, sometimes would appear, which would catch me totally off guard with amazement.
What he was able to communicate with imagery was astounding.
Please take note, that my father was fully aware of my obsession with beads. When he was alive, it bothered him to see me spend so much money for them.
I laid in bed, looking at the black, blank screen of my mind. "Where Are You" All of a sudden, a large cloudy yellowish bead began to form itself in the middle of the screen. It slowly zoomed into focus. Then the bead tipped, so that I could view its large hole. What appeared to be liquid light formed a puddle on top of the hole. It became brighter and brighter and increased in size. Beautiful Wow!!! All of the sudden the light gushed through the hole streaming rapidly, going all the way through , like a moving flash light in space.
THE SECRET OF THE BEAD IS THE HOLE