Providential - A true story you wouldn´t believe - Chapter 42

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Do you know that feeling, that you have to do something.....but can´t quite remember what?
This story is just that.
I remember being told to write it but I can´t remember what I was supposed to tell you. What I do know is that everything I am going to tell you really happened, even though it may unbelievable sometimes.

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Chapter 42

That last visit using Stephie´s body was kind of a weird one. The entity looked at me with huge puppy eyes and did not say a word. It then signed that it wanted pen and paper and started drawing.

There were two lines, one line that lead to a circle, that circle represented the goal. Then it drew another line beside it, that line was dashed and led nowhere it just stopped halfway.

I had no clue what I was looking at, so that is what I said. It pointed at me and at the dashed line.

Then it put its hand on my arm like a dog would put its paw on you. At that time I still had no clue what it was trying to tell me and neither who was trying to tell me something about lines.

I noticed that the longer it occupied the body the more comfortable it became. So my curiosity reared its ugly head and started asking questions.

It was clear we never met, and I also knew that this entity had trouble speaking. At the same time I was sure this was not my favorite alien in the whole wide universe, so what was left?

My Sherlock Holmes powers did not let me down, quite quickly I was able to deduce that this was not a human entity and somehow Raven came to mind. Stephie had always contributed some mystical powers to this dog as it helped her through dark times.

When I spoke its name it looked up at me, not smiling like one would aspect. Maybe because dogs don´t smile, they don´t like to bare their teeth to a friend. It looked up with those puppy eyes again and nodded.

Then went back to showing me the drawing and insisting that I should leave the dashed road and get back on track. Altogether the visit did not take more than 5 minutes. Stephie came back exhausted. Her illness did not agree with lending the body to visitors anymore, we kinda knew that as the visits had become close to non-existent over the last year or two.

Stephie had a headache and went to sleep, which was perfect because I did not feel like being around her anyway. My mind was occupied with the message on a piece of paper I just received.

It was clear to me that I was off track, I was not happy and my life consisted of taking care of people and fixing their issues. At that time I thought that Raven was telling me to get back on track with Stephie. That she was on the right track and I was a little boy lost.

That was how she made me feel during those days, it was always me who was wrong. That she had all the answers, that she was steadily sailing in the right direction.

But as I said, I only figured it out by writing this part of my story. Maybe that is why I have kept the drawing in a picture frame on my desk all these years. Deep down I did not get the meaning of that message, I did not solve the puzzle.

It is like I said before, they plant those seeds and at a certain point in time, those seeds sprout. Raven had not meant for me to stay with Stephie at all. They had never really said we needed to stay together, that was her narrative. Her telling me I needed to stick with her for our kids' sake.

What Raven tried to tell me that night is that I was off track, of the path I needed to follow. Of the road, I needed to travel to get to where I should be going.

This life has added value, that is why Sei was here, and that is why Little Feet and America came. All lives are crucial, but some lives are more crucial than others. And this was one of those more crucial lives, and I was off track.

Going down the dashed road because I tried to keep something going that was breaking me, a dissonance that was disturbing the plans I had made many lives ago.

Suddenly I see, after so many years that the road with the goal was not our road. It was my road, the road that I must travel. But I was getting less and less me. I was a broken, unhappy, aching piece of flesh with no clue where to go, that just opened up his eyes and saw that ugly swap surrounding him.

The message Raven gave me was clearly wasted on me at that time, I took it the wrong way and always felt bad that he had come all this way to deliver guidance that I would not be able to follow.

Yes, I was wrong, I was working on what the message suggested, it´s just that I misinterpreted the message as such. Help, I need somebody would have been a very appropriate song in those days, I hate the song btw one of my least favorite Beatle songs ever, but I did need someone as I had no one to get me out of this mess.

So they sent the second help, this time in the shape of an Estonian Angle. No entity, but an angel of flesh and blood.


Stephie planned to go to the Netherlands for a while, to get a tattoo and to go to an exorcism session at some sort of church, but mainly to get away from me for a while. I would stay in Spain with Kyrian and a young guy from Estonia that would help us out in her absence,

The guy was really nice, kind, and polite. A bit too himself, but sometimes the stories came and he was definitely not an ordinary 22-year-old. He was wiser and had been through some stuff already, I liked him and so did Kyrian.

It was Stephie who liked him most of all, in the weeks leading up to her departure she made that very clear. Two days before she would leave she asked if it was okay if she would spend the night sleeping in his bed. She said that they would not have any sexual stuff going on, but that she just needed that loving energy that our relationship lacked.

That was what I meant when I said something similar would happen in a couple of months. I never had the chance to spend a night with Sophia and I am sure that Romet and Stephie had discussed their situation before she told me that they felt drawn to each other.

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Aha, the guy that helped you to get out of the situation. And kind of hypocrite of her isn't it. God forbid you'd end up in bed with Sophia but the other way around, all was ok, lol.

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