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High quality fiction of a soul cluster of women and men who were trained with mystical gifts as Essenes. In A Breath Floats By they are brought together to support one another in their present life and fulfill their life purpose - whether they like it or not.. A Breath Floats By is a story of three women and two men devoted to one another… Excerpt from
Lindsay decided this must be the crazy lady. Maimee had a premonition and here she was, all ready to torment and tribulate Lindsay. Maimee’s wish for revenge over the dogs was Gooee. “But, darling,” Gooee said, now gazing over Lindsay’s face. “Let’s not wait to see one another during this lifetime, we only have so long and then we’re gone, what a waste, there may be a thousand years apart later.” Gooee looked like she was taking a deep breath, to see her through the next paragraph, or three, and she rushed on. “I know I don’t have a stop button on my mouth. We’re all better off most of the time if we just don’t remember what comes out of me. “But I want you to know that whatever I have done to offend you, I am truly sorry and wish to be forgiven because I really like you. I love you. You are such a wonderful person to talk to and you really always listen and try to understand everyone and you are so beautiful in your heart, I miss being around someone like you. Because there aren’t too many people like you, Lindsay dear, there really aren’t. Ralph Waldo Emerson. ‘When a man becomes dear to me I have touched the goal of fortune.’” Lindsay blinked once and put her hands over her face. Deeply remorseful, that’s what she was now. This- this- this dear dear woman. And this was what Lindsay loved about her. Gooee would always take the chance and open her beautiful heart to people. Lindsay knew that she had never been so open as Gooee. She had never in her life said anything so beautiful to anyone as Gooee just said to her. Oh, darling, darling, don’t cry, my apology was to make you glad,” Gooee said in singsong. “Don’t hide your face.” “Ashamed,” Lindsay managed, shaking her head. “Why ashamed?” Gooee coaxed softly. She uncovered her face. “I never said anything or called for months. I just disappeared.” Lindsay couldn’t tell her why, as some things were better left unsaid, whether Gooee was a mind reader or not. “Well, you have a chance now to do it all over again. Right now.” Lindsay was regaining her composure. And wondering, just a little bit, why this was a good thing, her getting to do it over. She met Gooee at a pottery class and, basically, was adopted by her. But Gooee had such a precious heart that much was so apparent, regardless of her abominable presence and all-encompassing intellect. People always wished her to go away. But Gooee only desired to be genuine for their benefit. Lindsay would try to do it over again. There just were times Lindsay would have to speak up. “There’s an upstairs too,” Gooee said, standing. “I want to see.” Now Lindsay had to speak up. “There’s no time for me to show you.” “Oh? Oh.” She sounded a little defeated, only a little. “Okay, you have somewhere to go,” and Lindsay agreed, saying, “Yes yes, I still have to shower and dress.” Gooee started for the kitchen. “Where are the stairs? Couldn’t I just take a little self-tour while you get ready?” and Lindsay said, “No-no,” like she was speaking to a toddler. “Oh.” Gooee paused, sounding deflated, confused, and hurt. Lindsay decided, if she were starting over with this relationship, she had to tell the truth. Some of it. “Sam is in the hospital.” “Oh, finally you tell me-” “What? Finally?”
“Oh, really, Gooee-” “But if Sam’s in the hospital-” she paused, turning slowly to the bedroom where they could see the silver-blue extended cab pickup parked outside the white fence. She pointed questioningly. Goodness, just splendid. She never could lie. “Sam is borrowing Daniel’s truck.” How far was she willing to take this? Gooee would definitely be back. She talked to everyone. And truly, she did not have a sensor device between her brain and mouth. “Daniel is upstairs,” Lindsay admitted, regardless of consequences. “He slept over so we can get back to the hospital early. He was very tired after midnights.” “Well I knew that all the time, dear, I was just wondering how long it was going to take for you to tell me. And I assure you no one will be told so you don’t need to worry yourself over that. Just between you, me and the lamppost up there.” Sure, Lindsay thought. “I’m coming down now,” Daniel called through the vent, true defeat in his tone.
Novel: reincarnation book, soul mates, soul group, life purpose, spiritual awakening, friendship, love, romance, miracles, angels, spirit guides, law of attraction, manifestation, the secret of life, spiritual dimensions, Mystery of the Divine, soul magic, Essenes, spirituality, awakening, crone magic, shaman, stories about reincarnation, old souls, metaphysical, new age
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The Twilight (reincarnation poetry)
“We just know these things.” 
