Margie Pearl
Sep 12, 2023

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I wasn’t even 4 years old when I had my vision. I was pretending to shovel sand into my plastic bucket. My body floated up into the sky. I got so high up that I saw the shingles on my house and the tops of trees. I looked up and was bathed in blinding golden light, A voice talked to me and was surprised that I was afraid. The voice told me it would come back when I was ready. Then I was back in my body.I rushed into the kitchen and clung to my mother. The voice stayed near me and advised me when I was distressed.

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Margie Pearl
Margie Pearl

Written by Margie Pearl

Tell me a story! margie@margiepearl.com. Author, storyteller, poet, seamstress, knitter, gardener. Bio.link/margiepe

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