The Mystical Life of Jesus

And help us see truth as the aeons of time flies.

The values you taught reside in our soul.

Let the lessons of life, to love God be our goal.

Walk with us, Lord, through the harshness of life.

And smooth over all the innumerable strife.

I ask your blessing from God for everyone.

Especially since He in greatness sent His beloved son.

To my readers . . . bless you, everyone.



Preface

IT IS VERY HARD sometimes to describe oneself, but as many of you know, I am what the world calls a psychic. I was born in Kansas City, Missouri, in 1936 and inherited my psychic gifts from my beloved grandmother and a long list of ancestors who had psychic abilities that go back more than three hundred years. In my youth I was tested many times by doctors and scientists, and they all came to the conclusion that I had very distinct paranormal abilities. They would throw terms at me such as clairvoyant, precognitive, clairaudient, prophet, sensitive and trance medium. While I more or less knew the definitions of these words, as a young woman I really didn t understand them that well, especially as they pertained to me. I just thought that maybe I was nuts or mentally ill.

As a young girl I would sense things, see things and hear things and sometimes they were very frightening to me. If it had not been for my grandmother Ada, I just think that I would have gone into a shell and locked myself out from the world. As it turned out, with my grandmother s loving counsel (and much, I m sure, to the chagrin of my parents) . . . I didn t. I was nothing if not a handful very precocious, outgoing, loud, energetic and incessantly asking questions and talking. My constant talking got me into troub