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actually happening now... No Joke

Good morning peeps,

Have to tell you this now, I am actually in Pisa del marina Italy 5th density earth ๐ŸŒŽ I am.working.a.Barista coffee machine in my husband's portable cream coloured restaurant which is on the beach ๐Ÿ–️ the sand is white and the sea is blue it's on the east coast of Italy it's moderate weather not hot or cool.
I seem to be a natural at using this barista coffee machine and I'm speaking fluent Italian to customers.
Earlier I saw Kristine Templeman and her Joshua they are on holiday, she was so surprised to see me and Gary working in this little portable restaurant.
Yes we sell gelato, (ice cream).
Gary is making pasta for later on today.
Breakfast seems to be bacon and eggs etc.
Not just Italian food here English food too well breakfast hahahha...
I'm wearing a white apron and red bikini bottoms.
Every now and then I feel(while i am here on earth plane) my boob being squeezed lol...
I have a red.mark on my left hand where I have felt myself spill hot espresso coffee on my hand it was for a.hairy Italian man with black thick hairy chest and a huge moustache.
I actually apologised in Italian to him (Mi dispiace signore rovesciato il caffรจ) sorry sir spilt coffee.
Gary has told.me.to.stop and sit down.
Funny my left hand here hurts.
I can feel him touch my face.
He is wearing blue shorts (dark blue), t-shirt and a white apron.
I seem to be there.for a.week from the conversation we are.having.
As far as  i know a week there on 5th density earth ๐ŸŒŽ is a day here.
So I myself is over there now awake time 08.06am BST and it's the 18.7.22.
I am feeling a bit Woolley not with it on this side lol...
I can see the breeze blowing the awning which is in the colours of red, white and green.
Beach has lots of people on it mainly adults sun bathing and swimming in the sea. Mediterranean I think not 100% sure have to ask Gary, get back to you on that one.
I'm trying to see what else I can tell you while i.am here it's like a surreal experience for me.
Let me describe the portable restaurant it's cream as I have told you. It's next to what is a walk way but you can drive small vehicles down it.
There are four small wheels.
Trying to make it easier for you to understand.
Let me try and find an image of it off Google perhaps it might make it easier.
Someone a woman in a blue sarong is asking for a coffee and what looks like one of Gary's egg and cheese rolls. She is English. Now she is asking where Gary is from. Oh this is freaking awesome I can hear the conversation and watch it at the same time.
Now she is asking me.for.a lattรฉ.
Gary replies no you stay there please Deb keep hand rested in the freezer box.
Will strap hand up in a moment.
There is an gelato machine. None of this Mr whippy stuff.
Ok thanks for reading this I need to go and get on with the physical stuff like making a cuppa and ironing to do.
My astral self is working in Pisa del marina on the beach hand in ice box and smiling at my husband.

Yes I really serviced Kristine Templeman she is happy on holiday(vacation).

Wow this has blown my brain.


Images are of the Pisa del marina beach where we are right now.
And the mobile restaurant which is in cream not white something similar to this image.

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  1. Deb this is Lori from the Afterlife Topics group on FB. Thank you for this post, as it's a real game changer for many of us. I'm thrilled to read about this particular event in addition to your other experiences. Please let Kristine know that I'm so happy for her and Josh.

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