Bring Back Father of Dimensional Realms

By

D.E.Z. Butler

Slowly now I hear your words, every single night you whisper to me as we travel. At first you gave me thoughtsand now you show me realms. The dimensions are as colorful as you said they were.

Freely I float through each door and land on what appears to be a cloud. Many people come with us and I know not whom is showing me the dimensions. At first I thought it was you. Now I know it is all spirits that want us to travel slowly from dimensions to past the dimensions. There is a land or area where dimensions diminish. Then the air is clean. The heat feels cold.

My body and mind see anything I want. I have now entered the area where I know I to am a dimensional spirit; a spirit of sound, light, and pure crystals. Some we see through and others block some of what we will learn later.

I am here to heal. They let me know that healing is another gift they have given me and when I think of ill people I am with them and heal them. They must be pure of spirit and mind. My energy is almost as strong as yours, father.

I find it difficult to know that all you have shown me is real and what I have learned is true . But excited as I am, allow me to continue to follow you. My love grows stronger for you father.