Beyond the veil

By Kristin Osborne

"The angels whispered to me 'if only these walls could speak'. And they do a celestially terrifying true story.

Beyond and above the natural world a realm exists where Heaven and Earth intermingle lies Eagle Point Plantation a notoriously haunted pre circa 1680 civil war Plantation in Virginia, a literal angelic playground situ

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing
• Release date: Mar 16, 2023
• ISBN: 9789360494001

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Beyond The Veil

11:11

Kristin Osborne

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All of nature, its forms and creatures are interrelated; all will be returned to their original source'. The Gospel of Mary Magdalene.

Contents

Spiritual Adventure

Divine Harmony

Sacred Ground

About the Author

Spiritual Adventure

"A

nd the angel whispered to me 'if only these walls could talk'. And they do. A celestially terrifying true story."

The year is 2019, approximately one year after the house haunting we went through at Eagle Point, a notorious pre circa 1680 civil war plantation in Virginia.

Once in a lifetime spiritual adventure, and our fourth year here living Behind the Veil, a literal angelic playground in a house blessed by the supernatural holiness and spiritual magnificence, power, and glory of Archangel Saint Michael and his Legions of Angels; and living with the previous owner's spirits and a few ghosts that wander through, and not to mention a few demons as well as visits from ancient civilizations from other galaxies.

Situated directly under the planets Sirius, Mars, and Pleiades and 'latitude 37', the extraterrestrials highway, Eagle Point is a spiritual realm in itself above the eons similar to that of Stonehenge.

The Powhatan Indians used to trade in the cove in front of the house with the Blackbeard Pirates, and the Norse and British, and the legend say that the pirate ship was to have a dragon on board as a sign of peace.

Every day is a new adventure here, learning about the divine world and how Spirit connects with you, and what is that unidentifiable object up in the sky, and above the cove that is flying.

Where is the trumpet sound coming from, and why do we always wake up at exactly 5:55 am and see 1:11 and 11:11 everywhere?

What exactly are omnipresence and synchronicity and intuition?

My son Ryan has autism and is a clairvoyant medium. He is a Ewing's Sarcoma cancer survivor, and I have full run of the 12,000 square foot mansion on four hundred acres with three miles of waterfront frontage on the Severn River, all to ourselves.

Our rocking chair back porch overlooks the deep water yachts and sailboats, and there are flocks of eagles, blue and white herons, and ospreys fishing in the river every morning along with the thirty India Blue and white peacocks that free range on the farm.

Sadly, Stewart - my significant other - has been inundated with a constant turnover with his tenants at his fifty-plus rental house portfolio in a poor and depressed town with no jobs or public transit in a remote town near Lynchburg, Virginia, and could hardly commit to anything anymore due to his business.

Although he tolerates my wide-open relationship with Jesus, he won't be able to handle it after I hit rock bottom, and Jesus raises me to the light. But he will always come back for sex and food, and to check on his real estate investment.

However, how long will it take me to get my own life back in order, after completely devoting myself to Stewart's business and making money for him?

Stewart will always be the one true love of my life but I have accepted the fact that he will never move to Eagle Point or make any serious changes in his future; chalk it up to divine will.

Being a single parent, trying to maintain a 400-acre waterfront farm, taking care of Ryan and my three horses, and Stewart's all-consuming demands when he is here leave me very little time to deal with my feelings.

It is profoundly incredible how your life can change when you ask for divine intervention from Jesus Christ.

Finally, at 52 years of age, I always smile when I remember the phrase that God said love your enemy, which has helped me immensely to deal with Stewart, who happens to suffer from narcissism.

The day after I had submitted and finished my first book - Behind the Veil, Kyron, who is a communicator through the Holy Spirit, was channeled to speak with Ryan who was upstairs in his room above the kitchen.

Kyron's voice bellow in all authority in the most powerful way, just like the Spirit. I felt like I was as close to Heaven as possible just listening to him.

Listening very carefully as my soul told me this was extremely important divine information about the Earth. I felt surrounded by hundreds of angels listening intensely to me.

Their conversation had to do with the crystalline grid healing the earth, a huge change in weather, meaning global warming that will become the demise of planet earth, and a change for humanity.

And Satan is walking the planet wreaking havoc and building his army and tempting those to evil.

This will all make sense at the end of 2020 after the world has experienced the Covid pandemic, famine, racism, violence, and fear which in the long run is a test for humanity from God.

Kyron shared with me the Holy Spirit is in light form, '0' is the symbol for the universe, and the number 11:11 is harmonic concordance or convergence.

The Holy Spirit is with us tonight, and I rode my two Belgian draft horses: Zeus and Coconut, in my indoor arena, laughing and singing in peace.

And the journey continues. The next morning, we woke up to another fabulous Holy Spirit sunrise with breathtaking fuchsia and golden rays emanating from the sun on the cove in front of the Plantation, the river was reflecting neon pink; surreal I thought to myself.

After taking a nice long nature walk to the stables to visit my horses, I noticed another incredibly powerful beautiful divine white holy angel in the tractor barn. I was overwhelmed and felt immense peace and love from Christ's divine bliss.

Just being in the presence of an angel is the most spiritually enlightening experience anyone could ever imagine. Their purity, holiness, and grace are almost impossible to describe. And they are here to protect us for a reason.

Being a single parent, and living with a special needs kid, makes you vulnerable and susceptible in every way shape, and form, I am always alone at the farm while Ryan is in his life skills class at Gloucester High.

Reflecting, I felt depressed about my relationship with Stewart. I had a sudden desire to cut all ties with him and move away to a remote-rugged-nature location with a lake, or river view on top of a mountain, and to have a place of my own, so I would not be subjected to his emotional abuse anymore.

Having a really hard time dealing with abandonment issues, I felt trying to take care of this farm and not having any adult companionship on any type of a regular basis, is making me insecure, exhausted, and unhappy.

This will take quite some time to get me back to that level of security after letting myself become dependent on him.

Do I have any regrets about giving up my career as a real estate foreclosure prevention specialist that brought in over $150,000 per year, working by myself with no overhead?

Of Course, I do. But I gave it my all and was swept off of my feet into a fairytale romance that was based on being a 'literal' sex slave that turned into 'sex, money, and food' role-playing. Stewart always jokes that 'I have been groomed and molded to please a man.

We all have our paths in life, and I always commit 100% to every endeavor I pour my heart and soul into.

At least, I am not co-dependent on him anymore and that was probably one of the reasons why my guardian angel guided me to Eagle Point in the first place to put some distance between us.

I do truly love him and have been loyal and devoted to him.  The four and a half years I have been waiting for him to sell his business and move here has given me the time by myself to see how a narcissist controls you, it doesn't matter how hard you try to please one, in bed, gourmet meals, making them money, and building the ego, it will never be good enough.

I used to try harder and harder, and thanks to Jesus who showed me the Wheel, the vicious cycle of guilt, then shame which results in anger.

Having applied this to analyze Stewart's behavior when he is here, and it has helped so much. Thankfully, I do not have guilt, shame, or anger anymore, unconditional love, and forgiveness for all of those negative emotions.

When Stewart feels guilty going back home to his live-in ex-girlfriend who he calls 'his butler' he will send me a text message to get out of his house.

When he gets angry, he will take his car keys away, and leave me with no money or food to try and make me hysterical so I can't function and only focus on him.

It is better to just laugh at these things and not to communicate with him until the shame goes away and then he will be fine for a while until the Wheel starts again.

After spending almost the whole day outside gardening, planting vegetables and flowers, I looked up at the sky and there were literalds and thousands of seagulls circling above my head. This just put a huge smile on my face, angels always do things to cheer me up, and then the birds disappeared into thin air.

Giggling to myself, this must be a reminder to always look up.

Ryan and I decided to go to mass the next day at Saint Therese Catholic Church. It was a beautiful service, almost like a vacation for me to just sit there and relax.

After we got back to the farm I felt a very high vibration coming from the Veil, and just above the cove, and I sensed that something big was up in 'the divine' world.

My brother, who is a high-powered banking executive, and lives directly under the Hollywood sign in California, called me to talk about our mother; she was excited to come and visit us in Virginia and had developed some bizarre phobia about not being able to be alone.

We talked about the book 'Behind the Veil' that was being published and about Ashley and Ryan. After I got off the phone with him, I suddenly realized how much I missed my family.

Ryan's angels overheard my thoughts, and I had the most overwhelming feeling of love from them, I felt so much gratitude. This is the best learning experience anyone could ever have in their entire lifetime.

Ashley, my daughter, has to get up at 5:30 am every day to commute to her job in Newport News at a private special education autism school, so I got up with her to go feed the horses and there were thousands of angels everywhere all over the grounds.

And then the Holy Spirit sent a gold lightning rod out of the sky. I turned and looked towards the plantation and there was a golden staircase thousands of miles long, shining above the plantation up to the Heavens above the Veil with divine violet light illuminating the sky, the whole house was enveloped in gold, this has to be holy harmony I told myself, later on, I would discover the true meaning of Holy Trinity.

I asked Ryan when I went back to the house if he was with Jesus last night and he started laughing and said yes.

And so, the emotional healing continues. Archangel Saint Michael comes to me in my dreams quite frequently, removing chords and energies from negative people, and my past lives. Eventually, I would learn to reprogram my mind, to 'repent' or 'rethink' after years of emotional healing.

And it would take Stewart years to be able to forgive me for every minute mistake that I made in our relationship; mostly out of jealousy from his relationships with other women.

And years later, I could probably write an entire book on the true meaning of 'Forgiving Yourself and Others for their Trespasses', which is the only way to true inner peace.

When I went to clean my indoor arena and set up a new jumping course later that day a tall young male blonde ghost came into the arena and started following me around the arena stalking me.

He was staring at my body and was trying to scare me. He appeared so real and was wearing a blue soldier uniform from the civil war. The ghost kept smirking at me as he had never seen a California blonde before.

He walked up right in front of me, and I sensed that he was going to put his arms around me. Absolutely nothing at Eagle Point plantation would ever shock me in the least; the history of this place is a magnet for ghosts and spirits.

Closing my eyes, I said 'Archangel Saint Michael' as loud as I could; he appeared in an instant and I said 'GHOST'. Archangel Saint Michael released the ghost faster than a split second before my eyes.

I curtsied and said thank you and gratitude, and I just laughed. I have no fear anymore and started reflecting on the sequence of events from the house haunting here last year in quiet contemplation over the angelic hosts.

The next morning, Ryan and I were up early taking a walk, and we were blessed with another Holy Spirit sunrise, I call it 'divine timing'.

The entire river was emulating pure golden light with violet-blue and green rays shining down from the sky, rainbow light rays covering the mansion unconditionally, and a flock of several dozen blue and white herons standing in the cove under a group of seven bald eagles flying above.

Stewart texted me out of the blue and said he was on his way over to pick up his rent checks, and that he had to see me.

On pins and needles, I ran to the market to buy groceries to cook for dinner and wondered what mood I was going to face from Stewart. I put on a dress and did my hair, and started cooking.

Stewart looked wiped out from stress when he showed up and was very irritable. He said you are a sight for sore eyes and gave me a big hug.

I could tell that he resented me not being at his disposal anymore helping him with his business.

We used to spend half the morning in bed having sex and taking naps, then would spend the afternoon working together, and then, he would spend the night every night; we were inseparable.

I tried to cheer him up and told him he should sell some of his real estates and slow down so he can enjoy the rest of his life.

He loved his dinner and started to relax and we decided to go to bed early as I could tell that he needed to get some rest.

That night I woke up several times and I had a lot of strange dreams about my elder ancestors, they must have been trying to connect with me, and most likely Stewart was carrying around the negative energies from several dozens of other people.

And then I started thinking of how selfish Stewart is in every way and finally fell back asleep and woke up after dreaming about fields of unicorns.

According to my Spirit Guide book written by Stephen Farmer, Ph.D., Unicorn is a symbol of creativity and the unicorn protects highly gifted children which would be Ryan.

After warming up to Stewart and giving him some sex hoping to put him in a better mood and relieve some of his stress, we cuddled and took a long nap and when we woke up Stewart told me that he felt a lot better.

It is Friday the 13th and there is a harvest full moon today; the energies were literally 'out of this world'. I felt Jesus Christ put a divine white shield around me at breakfast this morning protecting me from Stewart's negative verbal attacks.

Hungry I made a huge breakfast of pancakes, bacon, a spinach omelet, and potatoes O'Brien with a fruit salad.

Stewart loves homemade food and is happiest when I wait on him and listen to him vent his business problems.

We did end up having a nice day thanks to the angels here and had a beautiful family dinner in the dining room which I put so much love and thought into, making a homemade feast and a homemade cake decorated with fresh flowers from the yard and vases of fresh flowers. 

I call it 'the ballroom dance floor' dining room. The room is large enough to seat several dozen people and Robert E Lee and Lord Baltimore from the Governor's mansion in Williamsburg used to dine here together with Jonathan Bryant, who owned Eagle Point in the 1600s and who was on the King's Council in Richmond along with descendants of Queen Elizabeth and other high powered war generals.

That is in him, with him, and through him, walking in the divine light to do unconditionally loving things for people in your life that you love regardless of the way they are treating you and brings you back to peace.

Stewart and I opened a bottle of wine and talked about his accomplishments in his career as a real estate investor and some ideas we shared to sell his portfolio and work on a real estate development project together.

After I did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen I sat on his lap for a while and gave him a massage and rubbed his head, imagining the enormous pressure he must be under with the overhead at Eagle Point and how tough our relationship has become living so far away from each other.

We went to bed and cuddled all night and had great sex again the next morning and I made everyone a huge family breakfast.

That afternoon Stewart thankfully left us in peace.  I had a great afternoon and made a very special dinner for Holy Cross day to honor Jesus Christ, I call it 'divine synchronicity'.

It was just me and Ryan and we prayed and we sang and talked about his advancement in his psychic skills and his experience with the archangels and we laughed about the spirits in the house.

And then Ryan, who speaks Leela, the light language of angels, told me that the angels just laugh at me. This kind of hurt my feelings and I went and cried and rode my horses on the trail to unwind.

The next morning I felt wiped out, my lip was quivering and would not stop. I guess I was humbled.

I cleaned the horse stalls very early to make it to mass on time and said my prayers and then I realized I'm glad God and the angels laugh at me.

It is always an honor to put a smile on someone's face and in their heart. Laughter is unconditional love and is contagious.  We had a great time at mass, we sang and felt immense peace.

Having a variety of things to do to get ready for my mother's visit and also dealing with the mixed emotions of Ashley moving back home and giving her my car kept me occupied in the meantime.

Feeling better after letting it go; I was up a lot that night looking forward to going to volunteer at the food bank the next day.

A lot of people that were in line at the food pantry were very poor and very hungry. Divine timing and angel love always get us safely from place to place on time.

Ryan and I were enjoying peace of mind here and started discussing that 2020 will be the year for