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This is a great website that's full of interesting and useful information... I hope you enjoy it! Going out each evening to look up at the moon and stars has always been a part of my family's history. Some of my sweetest memories are of carrying my little girl outside to see the beautiful moon. We still go out to look at the moon...minus the carrying part, as she is 16 years olds now! It's always a special treat to see a ring or two surrounding it, or colors reflected on it. One of the most pronounced aspects of Mistress Moon is the face...which I have seen since I was a child. The eyes large and compassionate; the mouth open as she stares down at our planet in awe. I love it! 

In the vision I had, titled Treading Water, and wrote about in my new book "Michael in My Life,"  Mistress Moon plays a special part!  Below is an exerpt from that book:


******* The minute her bare toes touched water she dropped to the
ground, paralyzed with fear! Memories rushed in, confusing and bad memories;
memories of fear, thrashing, drowning, and death. Looking up, she saw the source
of the new glow. It was the largest and brightest full moon she had ever seen.
How could this beautiful dancing light be skipping across the surface of that
deep, dark, unforgiving water? Staring up at Mistress Moon, God communicated
with her through this bright, all-seeing eye. She knew then what she had to do,
so without hesitation, she reached out her hand, and someone guided her into a
waiting boat. Still reeling from fear, she felt the boat shove off from the
safety of the shore and into the foreboding water. In every fiber of her body,
deep apprehension and dread clogged and stiffened her. The sound of slapping
waves crashing against the little boat, and memories of thrashing arms in a
  desperate, but unsuccessful attempt to stay afloat, kept her on the brink of
  screaming out loud into the night. Instead, she closed her eyes and tried to
  calm her breathing. 


  
 

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