So, for example, I didn't have a television until I was 6 years old. Before then when my parents went to church at night without me and left me with my mother's mother who lived with us, we listened to Fibber McGee and Molly and Gildersleave which were the two programs my Scottish Grandmother and I listened to regularly until we got a Television. To me, a television was a truly magical thing that could transport you anywhere in the Galaxy or anywhere on earth into various different worlds. Television and then Jet passenger planes likely were the two most magical things that happened in my life from 1950 to 1960 except for meeting archangel Michael and his Band of Archangels when I had Whooping cough and meeting them saved my life.
Archangel Michael just said something like "Don't quote me but when we visited you our presence healed you. We didn't directly heal you of whooping cough but our presence did heal you so you could be alive today writing these blogs to help people become more fully spiritual and kind to all beings in the Universe."
