a witness of Elizabeth Clare Prophet and the ascended masters
by Charles McDonald
When I first arrived at Camelot back in 1979, I was standing
in the lunch room, going thru my mail. As I
listened to the background conversations, a small voice came thru. "What
have you got there?" "Popcorn," I
replied, still going through my mail."Can I have a piece?"
Then, I felt so much love that I looked up to see. Our eyes met. It
I have never forgotten that moment.