Intro here #497704

Majick Man and I developed a friendship and helped to move me out of a very bad spot. We continued as friends for several years, and then my mother got sick, very sick. She was an interesting woman, she raised me on a diet of UFO's, Bigfoot, the Bermuda Triangle, ghost, paranormal and everything else available from 60s thru 80s. We would have long talks about God, religion, conspiracy, fables and mythology, she was a wonderful woman and she taught me much. At the time I was going through a difficult phase of losing hope of everything, the hope of love, the hope of God, and in general the hope of Good. I had fallen into an atheist mentality. And she was dying. My marriage had failed, my mother was dying and so was I. I had also fallen into alcohol pretty heavily, and even started taking pain pills, it was pretty obvious I was in danger. I moved out of my 'beloved' home into an apartment and gotten a part time bartender job down the road. My life was pure chaos. However I still had my 'conspiracy's to keep me going, they had kinda become a comfort strangely in a world of chaos, they help to make my world make sense. My friend Stu and I who was a very talented composer and musician would spend long evenings researching all sorts of stuff. He had discovered a musical code in Rosslyn Chapel. It was a Cymatic code carved into the ceiling. Stu was well known in the world of 'Magdalene's" loving referred to as Mag heads, and Rennes. I knew nothing of these terms as I had been searching Magdalene since I went to Israel in 1998 during the Jubilee year and it just so happened to be Magdalene' feast week. July of 98. I also did not plan that, I had been invited by another friend who sister had passed away from cancer. This sister had been my best friend at the time and she had fallen in love with Israel, she begged me to come when she traveled there and stayed for 6 weeks, but I could not, I was the mother of 2 young children. I had no money or time. But after her death, her surviving sister wanted to take a trip in memory of her and said 'She would have wanted you to go and I want to pay for you to go with me". I agreed, and the plans were set. It also just so happen that these sisters brother worked for the CIA. It also just so happened that these sisters niece was the Girlfriend of the Shah of Iran's grandson, or so they told me.

It was during this trip I had my first 'vision'.