Recent events have made me have even more of a striking realization that Source cares far more than I've ever knew.
Last week, I was at my wits' end about having to clean my room on Thursdays. For context I live in a group home. My astral guides knew how exhausted and frustrated I was about my life situation. Unexpectedly, one of our tenants was found deceased in their bedroom the same morning. The home staff decided to cancel all of our chores until next week so we could grieve. He was in his sixties. RIP Michel.
A couple months ago, I also had an interview attempt wiht James Rink as the host, which spectacularly failed and had to be removed off YouTube right after we ended the livestream. Because I had a trans flag in my room, some viewers threw repeated insults at me, accusing me of being attracted to children.
I learned a few months after the incident that Rink had died from DEW attacks. This is not the first time my interactions with a high-profile whistleblower lead to their unexpected death shortly afterward. I am not responsible for their deaths.
I often seem to bring misfortune to certain people. Probably because I am so entrenched in a specific mission. And it is certainly not my intent to cause misfortune.
My mother and I reconciled after a massive fall-out and we might go to the Telosian mountain this year, this is still in the plans.
Given these special incidents, I assume now that Source's attention and care for people like me is something I simply cannot fathom. I've only tapped slightly once into its energy, and I bawled for half an hour.
The NHI really should have been here by now visibly if that's the case. I think the restrictions that they have for contact are so sensitive and serious that it's the main reason they have not been able to that far.
They do want to, but can't.
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