I had the AHa moment today. I have been reading a delightful series of mystery’s about Native Americans on Wind River Reservation. I have been searching for my Indian heritage, I found that my grandmother was Cherokee through many years of research, my grandfather was adopted, but he was Cherokee or Little Creek. Looking at facial features from myself I am Cherokee for sure, my brother too. It’s sad that during their lives our grandparents had to hide their heritage. I have been reading a lot lately and learning fiddle tunes. My writing will take hold and run again soon. I have one book almost done and another half way written. We need to pray for the the fire of Mary’s Immaculate Heart of love to descend upon earth. It’s a prophesy from 1650 by 7 nuns in South America. They are uncorrupted in glass coffins, they were the only uncorrupted in that time. The prediction is that satin is furious and throwing his attacks upon earth right now, and people for 400 years have been praying for us in this century. We are living in amazing times, so much will be revealed and come to light.