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“Mr. Do you want a piece of watermelon?”

It was truly like an Angel came up to me and helped me in my time of need. That slice of watermelon quenched my thirst for the rest of my walk home. When I got home I told my wife.

So I walked, visited my son for awhile and we had a nice chat. Then I started for home. I was wishing I had brought some water because it was quite a hot day and my mouth was very dry.

Hello, I have a question about astral projection. I started to get interested in this a little while after my mum passed in april. I thought I may be able to see her and speak with her if I managed to achieve astral projection. Since this interest, every time i sleep on my back I go into sleep paralysis. However, I cant progress into astral projection because it is very scary for me as I feel like I'm suffocating when this happens. I panic and force myself to wake up. This only ever happened about once a year before this. It sometimes lasts a long time. This has happened about 3 times per week since my mum died, as mentioned on a previous post. I no longer try to go into it anymore(due to the suffocating feeling), but it still happens. I read that sleep paralysis is the pathway to astral projection. Why has this started to happen so frequently since simply taking an interest in it? Is this connected to the afterlife? I am concerned about it as I now cannot seem to stop this happening. Could it be my mum trying to communicate? Im asking due to more knowledge around this in this group.

Well, I couldn’t believe this. WOULD I? I could hardly swallow my throat was so dry.

It was something nice that someone did for me and I am still thinking about it. It was just such an odd coincidence out of the blue.

“MR. MR.” she called out looking at me. I would say she was around six years old. I stopped.

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Okay, I’m not that religious but what happened next was like a little miracle. A little girl was walking quickly toward the sidewalk that I was walking on, a chain link fence between us. I gave her a smile and kept walking. I noticed she had a paper plate with a hot dog on it and in her other hand she had a slice of watermelon.

THE LORD KNEW I WAS THIRSTY AND DRY.

I live in the same area I grew up in and my walks are always full of wonderful memories. I was walking by my old elementary school and could nearly vision my classmates and I running around the school yard at recess. The same building was there but it was modernized.

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If it’s children like that who will be inheriting the world from us, I think we’re going to be okay.

I started walking and bit a piece of the most delicious and juiciest watermelon I have ever had. The juice squirted all over my parched mouth. Oh it was good, like a gift from Heaven. I stopped and looked back for my saviour but could not see her in the group of kids.

“Aw, thank you sweetheart, thank you so much,” I said not believing what just happened. She smiled at me and ran back to her friends.

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She handed the slice of watermelon over the fence to me.

Young children were out walking around with paper plates and I noticed large plates of food on tables. Again I was wishing I had water because my mouth and throat were feeling like sandpaper.

Bless that sweet little girl.

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I decided to go for a long walk, a two mile walk. I would walk to visit my son who works at a college nearby and then I would walk home. There and back is about 2 miles or 3.21 k.

“Why I’d love a piece of watermelon,” I said.