In early 1995, the visions seemed to be completed and I was returning to normality in my life.
Three days after Easter, I was woken up at 2 am. I went and checked the children and on my way back to bed, I looked out the laundry window at the stars. Obviously, being after Easter it was not a full moon, the moon was waning. Right next to the moon was a brilliant star, and I had not seen this before, a star being so close to the moon.
The sky suddenly started to change. The moon became full, the star became brighter, and between the star and moon a bright circular rainbow appeared. This rainbow had only four colours - yellow at the inside of the circle, then green, blue, and purple, in that order.
Then four 'moons' appeared at the four directions of this rainbow as part of the rainbow itself. They were brilliant white. The centre of the rainbow turned a most brilliant white, the central full moon remained, becoming so bright you could almost not look at it.
A voice then spoke to me. The voice was quite loud, gentle yet commanding. I turned away and looked at the washing machine. No, my sight had not been altered. I looked back. The voice did not come from inside me, because I covered my ears, and the voice became faint. The voice seemed to be coming from the sky.
The Voice said...
"Daughter of David of the tribe of Judah.
Prepare, prepare!
Behold the seals are broken!
The angels return to Earth, and
The souls are being released.
Woe be to the peoples of the Earth!
Woe be to those who do not see!
Woe be to those who do not hear!
For the Lord cometh!
Prepare! Prepare!
Prepare ye the way!
The Lord cometh and woe be to
Those who do not see or hear.
Prepare ye the way!
Tell them!"
Upon hearing my name, and my tribal affiliation, I fell to my knees with tears running down my cheeks. While the message was given, the sky kept changing further.
From the central brilliant moon came a beam of brilliant white light, which converged on a point above my neighbour's house. In this beam were angels, white angels, hundreds of them, coming down to earth. Floating gently.
Then from the earth another beam shot up to the moon, converging on a point at the centre of the moon. This beam was brilliant blue, and you could clearly see this blue beam transposed on the night sky. In this beam were greyish robed people, floating up towards the point on the moon. Thousands of them.
As this happened, the sky around the moon became dark blue, changing from the normal blackened night sky.
It was an awesome sight. It was an awesome voice. It gradually disappeared back to the normal moon and it's accompanying star.
On my way back to bed, I thought about knowing the 'fear' of God. I think I had just experienced it. Not fear. Just so awesome that unless you have experienced it, you cannot imagine it. I picked up my Bible and turned to Revelations to read about the seals. But I couldn't figure out "Tell them."
I had been told the visions were a history and manual for after the Pole Shift. I was given no information on how it was to be used or who would receive the information.
And I certainly now did not know how to "tell them" about this latest, and last, vision. Who was I to tell? And how, and when? And why?
It is being told now, right here, right now. I leave the answer of "why?" to you.