From the very first moment I tried the process, my hand began to fly across the page virtually on its own. It was like my mind was sitting back watching my hand write the messages that were telegraphing from the Cosmos. My hand moved so fast across the page that the words were at times illegible. So I asked my hands to slow down a bit, and they actually listened. However, the information was still pouring in so fast that it was tough keeping up with the message. For some reason, it would inevitably stop at the end of three pages of lined paper almost every time. There was always just enough room for a complete last sentence to fit on the last line of the third page. I remember thinking each time that there was no way that it would fit, but it did, perfectly. My hand would ache at the end, but it was well worth it.
In my spiritual quest, I read so many books and articles, and I watched tons of videos. One day, a voice in my head told me to start collecting names, not just any names. The voice gave me a few right then. I had no idea what that was about, but I trusted it and began collecting. When I would go into a grocery store and see the teller’s name tag, I would make a note if it resonated with me. A few years later, like the names before, stories began to pour into my head. The voice told me to write it all down. I obeyed, and I had story ideas written all over the place.
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