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kitchen visit cleaning cooker hob

This is weird where I went last night.
Time 00.09 this morning BST.
I felt myself leave my body yes actually lift myself out of my body Get out of the bed, open what I thought was the 5th density earth 🌎 door, let the cat into the bedroom.
On opening the door I find it daylight in the identical house where I am living presently in Nottinghamshire.
Walk downstairs to the smell of baking sweet smell vanilla and the delightful smell of lemon.
I follow my nose to the kitchen and find Gary by the sink washing up the things he had been using for what seem to be a delicious lemon baked cheese cake he had cooked.
This is not my imagination this is sometimes with many visits to the other side, very weird, surreal, and unbelievable how the soul works and the universal environment.
Looking around its daylight the sun is shining and I'm looking at Gary dressed in a white t-shirt and light blue and white checked trousers(chefs clothing). 
He smiles at me and I hear him say ' ay up luv nice to see you this side'.
I ask him if he would make us a cuppa'
Gladly he walked over to me and smears his wet hands over my face.
Smiling 'ere Av eur wesh'.(Yorkshire dialect) 
Here have a wash... 
Oh yuk that was disgusting and.go to grab for a.towel to wipe my face.
'Aye ah getten uz own back uz lass'
After all these years of being married to this idiot.
I never thought he was get his own back on me after I use to do it to him when he was on leave.
Fun we had.
Kettle had boiled cuppa was made. He made himself one and we stood talking for a while.
About how much fun we had and still have.
Finished my tea and set to cleaning the cooker hob which was covered with ingredients from the lemon cheesecake.
Using cream cleaner and a glass scraper to get the dried stuff off the hob.
I hear him singing a song which made me turn around a hug him, arms.around him like we did when he went home which was the last time I saw him.
I wanted to cry.
I never got to finish cleaning the hob I woke up to Gary singing this song again clairaudiently and one of the cats meowing let me out.
Time 5.33am.
The song well the words what I do remember went
 like this.
Close your eyes so your don't fear them
They don't need to see you cry
I can't promise I will heal you
But if you want to, I will try

I think if I am  correct this is a song he sang before when I was with Tammi in the shop.
I know it a Robbie Williams song but for the life of me I  cannot remember what the title was.

What amazed me was opening the bedroom door to find daylight and the bedroom as I looked at my fleshy self in the dark of night.
Hard to explain but it certainly wasn't a dream.
Everything is real.

As Cyrus Kirkpatrick said yes I am mentioning the great man himself the traveller, channeller and medium. The shift is getting more and more closer everyday.
Change is coming.
This is the second intense visit I have had so far in a few days 



Oh by the way when I got up there was a strange white yellow mark on the hob this side, where I had not quite finished cleaning the hob.

Closer and closer I believe this is my future coming soon.





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