My life has improved tremendously after my business share was stolen. It was difficult to fathom that one verbally-trusted partner namely Patricia, once she had received by my own hands everything she needed to continue without me, meant to break the trust implied in our verbal agreement that we agreed upon before starting the venture as soon professionally possible. Patricia Haggard of Bridges Academy did it on behalf of David Quigley of the Alchemy Hypnosis Institute and took over my healthy share of prosperity to give to him and herself. It was a loose partnership, not organized in the form of a shareholder corporation, in which case her behavior would be prosecutable, and she was handling our joint money. She had gotten all the professionally necessary resources from me but was acquiring customers for our three-way professional business partnership. She had pretended her ethics were stellar but it is untrue.
In the morning Saint Germain suggested I eat dinner before nine in the hotel where I receive all food at cost.
I’ve been discussing a tasty paneer (cheese) masala with my guides for a few days. Most days I receive rice and lentils, in Hindi it’s daal, for free.
This morning I saw my guides commune with the main cook. Saint Germain is my soul husband. He was talking with the wonderful main cook, the man who is giving me tea in the above image, about preparing my sweet dinner.
Before going back to my room in the evening, Ma Zu recommended: “You should ask for roti.” Bread.
“I ask for “do".“ I'll ask for two.
“Not do, tin. Tin rotis.” Not two, three chapati.
I played the violin for a bit. I’m learning Kol Nodrei the giving up of all vows and prohibitions not serving l’El.
I ate in the evening.
My divine father said you come in with me. I went to the kitchen and asked for a bit of “Tora sa khana hain 🙏?” food.
I was sitting in meditation when they rang my door bell. My inner husband Master Saint Germain recommended:
You should turn on the light. I opened the door with my room light on.
My gaze falls on genius Hotelier Biju holding a serving tray. On it are three rotis with paneer masala.
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