Imagine Living Life Well with Perspective & Perseverance: Book 5, Volume VI, Part II

By Maureen Whitaker

Imagine Living Life Well with Perspective and Perseverance with Real Life and Medieval Society with Discretion Being the Better Part of Valor

Life Changes: Five Years Hence

Book Five Volume VI, Part Two

This is the second half of Volume VI. Liam's overall condition changes, and he needs Anna to help him with most all life matters. They get him help and he has tests and unfortunately, the testing process was not done correctly, so Mike and Dave helped Liam with some life matters. Things become quite complex with many Life Challenges and Changes. Anna begins to rely on their two doctor friends, and they go to a lawyer to obtain legal assistance for all of them for medical directives. After some time, with great struggles, Liam meets his demise. Anna has a hard time and misses him a great deal. She will always love him. They have a Celebration of Life for Liam. A child they know shares a secret with Anna. Anna gravitates to one of her doctor friends, and eventually, he asks her to marry him. Other events take place and they do well. The three of them are asked to present a seminar which was healing. You will have to read Book Six for the remainder of Anna's life with a new husband. They have many more adventures. They continue to use the Seals for healing energies.

A Situation in a Wooded Forest Requires Immediate Action is a multipart event and is long and has many emotions to deal with over time. We go on a yacht on San Francisco Bay while there for a function. For more of Anna's life matters, next is Book Six, Volume VII, which finishes the storyline.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fulton Books, Inc.
• Release date: Apr 16, 2024
• ISBN: 9798887319926

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Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Part I: Anna's Comments before Details

Part II: About Wooded Forests

Part III: More Regarding Mike and Me

Part IV: Intuition Serves Me Well

Part V: Knowing When to Make Life Decisions

Part VI: Pre-Trail Information

Part VII: Beginning My Hike in Muir Woods

Part VIII: Observation, Intuitiveness and Knowing What to Do

Part IX: I Called Mike and Next the Sheriff

Part X: Sheriff Deputies Arrive

Part XI: An Ambulance Takes the Baby to a Hospital

Part XII: Returning to the Discovery Site

Part XIII: Debriefing with Mike

Part XIV: Downtime, Nap and Sunshine

Part XV: Talking with Dave Langley, MD

Part XVI: Returning to Our Hotel Room with Thoughts

Part XVII: News of a Baby Being Found

Part XVIII: Visiting the County Sheriff

Part XIX: Dinner with the Sheriff and Deputies

Part XX: Where Did Your Mind Go?

Part XXI: Our Evening Debriefing in a Jacuzzi

Day of a Banquet and Dance with San Francisco's Mayor and California's Governor

Banquet, General Michael Quinn's Speech and Dancing

Last Day of the Conference

Sausalito: Important Discussion

Sausalito: Yacht Sailing Adventure

The Balance of Our Trip Home

Overnight in Eureka and Next Day on to Eugene

Our Last Leg Home: Eugene to Portland

We Arrive to My Home

Visiting Captain Martin, a Detective We Know

A Calming Lunch

Mike's Blood Test Results

Mike, Anna, James, Lacy and Elizabeth Anna Take a Road Trip

Visit with a Judge and Child Services

Learning How Spiritual Elizabeth Anna Really Is

The Evening and the Next Day's Activity

Morning, the Next Day

James and Lacy MacTavish Adopt Four-Month-Old Liam Quinn

Returning to Oregon

Shopping with Lacy and Elizabeth Anna

Grown-Up Questions from a Wee Lass

Adoption Final and Bringing Liam Quinn MacTavish to Oregon

Meeting with the Judge and Child Services for Final Details

On Board the Motorcoach: Gifts and Blessings

Returning to Victoria, Vancouver Island, Canada

Grand Banquet, Lecture and Ball Charity Event, Victoria, British Columbia, Canada

Lecture Content Overview

The Arts of Healing in the Ways of the Ancients

The Next Three Days on Vancouver Island

Returning to Oregon

Elizabeth Anna Asks Anna Questions on Spirituality

Our Souls Discuss How to Teach a Little Girl of Spirituality

Metaphysical Aspects 101 for Children

Part I: Introduction to Metaphysical Aspects 101

Part II: A Need for Metaphysical Aspects 101

Part III: Subjects Offered during Metaphysical Aspects 101

Part IV: Understanding Metaphysical Experiences

Part V: Benefits of Positive Books, Poems and Expression

Finding Life's Direction, Spiritually

Preface: Missives and Insights from Anna and The Otherside

Part I: What Is Divine Guidance?

Part II: The Otherside's View People Stating They Are Lost

Part III: The Good, the Bad and Ugly and All Else in Between

Part IV: Having Hope for Peace

Part V: Having Love in Life

Part VI: Seeing into the Future

Part VII: Epilogue

Moments of Truth and Moments in Time

Introduction: Moments of Truth and Moments in Time

Part I: First, It Is Important to Know of Samuel

Part II: Samuel Moved to the Arizona Desert

Part III: An Incredible Lifesaving Event

Part IV: Reactions and Realizations

Part V: My Conclusion

Seminar

Walk Your Talk to Become All You Can Be!

Part One: Planning the Seminar and Its Title

Part Two: Arriving in Vancouver; Signing Books and Sightseeing

Part Three: Opening Walk Your Talk to Become All You Can Be!

Part Four: Following Are Some Aspects Covered

Part Five: Taking Care of and Energizing All Aspects of One's Being

Part Six: Attendee Participation and What Works for Each Person

Part Seven: The Art of Awareness

Part Eight: Filters and Using Them

Part Nine: It Is within These Aspects You Can Walk Your Talk

Part Ten: More on Grief Loss from The Otherside

Part Eleven: Real Experiences and Reality Checks

Part Twelve: Walking Your Talk with Spirit and Soul

Part Thirteen: Walking Your Talk Using Stress-Reduction Methods

Part Fourteen: Medi-T-ation, not Medi-C-ation

Part Fifteen: The Otherside Explains Illness and Disease

Part Sixteen: Rainbow Butterfly Relaxation Tape

Part Seventeen: The Benefits of Water

Part Eighteen: Creating Good Confidence

Part Nineteen: Statement on Nature by Anna

Part Twenty: What Is Self-Discipline?

Part Twenty-One: Mass Consciousness: What Is It? How Does It Work?

Part Twenty-Two: How Thoughts Guide Life, Assisting Us to Walk Our Talk!

Part Twenty-Three: Awareness of the Self and the Self-Direction

Part Twenty-Four: Creating Your Sacred Path to Walk One's Talk

Part Twenty-Five: Through a Door to a Better Place and Walking Labyrinths

Part Twenty-Six: Closing Spiritual Doors You Do Not Want Open

Part Twenty-Seven: Protection and Setting Boundaries

Part Twenty-Eight: Not Opening Doors You Do Not Want and Closing Evil Doors Others Open!

Part Twenty-Nine: Offering Prayers of Protection

Part Thirty: Banishing Negative Energy

Part Thirty-One: Life Lessons Come in All Forms

Part Thirty-Two: Aligning Chakras, Asking to Become Balanced

Part Thirty-Three: Getting Rid of a Nasty, Smelly Imp

Part Thirty-Four: Recognizing Energies and Knowing the Differences

Part Thirty-Five: Being in Control of Your Life

Part Thirty-Six: Living and Walking One's Talk

Part Thirty-Seven

Questions to Ponder: Who Is Your Wingman or Wing-Lady?

Part Thirty-Eight: In Closing: Walk Your Talk

Our Lives Continue with One Aspect and the Next

Planning, Based on Locations: Walk Your Talk

The Hilarity of Planning for Hawaii

Regarding the Remainder of the Seminar Locations

Post-Log: Following the Four Seminars

We Are All One Sea of Humanity with Our Creator

Elizabeth Anna Wants to Learn of Ghosts and Spirits

A Spiritualist's Work to Banish Evil Spirits

Two Real-Life Ghost Encounters of the First Kind

Ghost Encounters and Bluish-Purplish Orbs

(Edinburgh Castle Walls, Scotland)

References: Ghosts, Edinburgh Castle

Three Medieval Ghost Soul Soldiers

(Kilkenny Castle, Ireland)

References: Ghosts, Kilkenny Castle, Ireland

Inspiration from an Unusual Rainbow Shadow

Dinner with Dave at Our Favorite Italian Restaurant

We Retire to Our Private Chamber to Talk of Plans

Anniversary Trip Planning

Thoughts on Our Trans-Canadian Trip and Our Chamber's Changes

We Awaken as Morning Breaks

Breakfast with Dave

A Morning Delight

Anna's Rendition of Our Private Chamber

An Update with a Minor Delay

What Anna Did Not Know Regarding Her Injury

Debriefing in Our Private Chamber

Mike Calls Captain Martin Again

Dinner: Comfort Food and a Debrief with Dave

The Next Morning's Breakfast and Getting Ready to Leave

Meeting with Captain Martin on a Strange Matter

Discussion on the Way Home

A Much-Needed Nap

Leftovers for Dinner, Watching a Movie and Symbols

Ethics and Honesty vs. No Ethics and Liars

Winding Down and Work with the Seal

The Plans for the Next Days

The Next Day's Jolting Awakening

A Gift to QuinnMichael, Anna's Hero

Etherial Missives and Discussing Revolutionary Behavior

Early News: Volcano and Earthquake Situation

A Simple Dinner Was in Order

We Need to Go to an Emergency Room

We Arrive at an Emergency Room

Anna Has a Surgical Procedure

Five-Day Hospital Stay and What Recovery Meant

Neurosurgeon's Instructions

Mike and Anna Have More Mind Meld

Conversations and about the Liquid Food

Mike Talks with Captain Martin

Awakening and Seeing Mike's Soul through His Eyes

The Neurosurgeon's First Assessment

Being Clean: Prevents Infection

Captain Martin Visits

Two Days Delayed, so Seven Days

Patients' Customer Service

The Seventh Day: Anna Is Going Home

Talking with the Neurosurgeon

Reports, Projects and Moving in the Forward Direction of the Universe

Please Take This as a Warning to Keep Yourselves Safe

Emotions We Humans Cannot Seem to Control at Times

Dinner at a Restaurant Tonight

Where Is Dave Langley, MD?

Outcome of Dave's Worse than Mr. Toad's Wild Ride Evening

Disposition of Dave's Sessions and What Occurred to Dr. Felton

The Cabby and How He Was Found

Dream: Warnings on Multiple Levels

Ending Discussion to Close the Meeting

Is Instant Karma a Reality?

Article by Anna, Preface: What Is Deception?

Through Anna, The Otherside Provides: What Is Deception?

Article: Why People Are Liars and Its Consequences

Exiting from the Nasty and Evil Liar's Snare

Let the Good Times Roll

The Old Garage: Upgraded and Secured

Anna Is Lost in Her Thoughts

Returning to the Old Garage Info

Whole Property: Secure Fencing

Dinner Invites: To Our Close Friends

Yuletide Dinner Revel and Feast for Nine

Yule Log History

Medieval Society's Yuletide Feast

Christmas Eve

Steve's Ranch: Horse-Drawn Wagon Ride during the Holy Days!

Exterior Security and Storm Shutters for Windows

Some Info: US Military Service

Returning to the Security and Storm Shutter System

MacTavish Family's Profound Twist: California Gold Rush Country

Route TransCanadienne Highway One West to East in Our Motorcoach

Highlights of Our Trip TransCanadienne Route One

Thunder Bay, Canada Visiting with One of Liam's Kin

Upon the Morrow Breakfast with Earl Malcolm

North Side Lake Superior

Michipicoten to Sudbury and to Ottawa City

MacTavish Family Calls from California

Overview of Activities and Ottawa City, Canada

Quebec City and Edmundson to Maine in America

Third Day and Off to Edmundson

Returning to Portland, Oregon

Our Private Chamber's Refurbishment

Asked to Present Walk Your Talk in France

Meeting with the French Couple Regarding Seminars in France

Lawyer Meeting Regarding Seminar Contracts

Preparing for Our Trip to France and Visiting Friends

Seminars in France: Tenez vos Promesses! (Walk Your Talk!)

Learning History and Iconic Locations

Anna's Post-Log

A Scottish Blessing!

Author's Biography and Photos

Author's Disclaimer

Places Where What Else Maureen Does and Who She Is Can Be Viewed

Volume VI References and Research

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Imagine Living Life Well with Perspective and Perseverance

Book 5, Volume VI, Part II

Maureen Whitaker

Copyright © 2024 Maureen Whitaker

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Fulton Books

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Published by Fulton Books 2024

All Rights Reserved 2010 to 2022 & for All Time to the Author, Maureen Whitaker.

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A Situation in a Wooded Forest Requires Immediate Action

In Several Parts

Part I: Anna's Comments before Details

The following parts of this heading tells of a profound life event I experienced. It is now the day following it. I am using our travel computer to capture all I remember. This cannot wait until we have returned home to write. I will add to it as the days pass. I sense I may need to speak with the authorities again. If I have more details herein, it is all the better. I can print and take it with me to them. I do not desire to leave any stones unturned in this particular matter. While I like adventure, often seeing my life as one unusual adventure after another, I have been on a multitude of them during my lifetime. Some were more exciting, and others have been frightening. We never know whether it will be good, bad, weird or all else in between. What happened was a profound situation. It was one of the most amazing discoveries of my life. I am already feeling I am mixing my past and present tenses in writing of it. So be it, given the nature of it and how I can capture the situation in the written word. Writing assists my life process, especially now I have had a night's sleep. I receive clarity and am generally able to process life events quite well, as they occur, knowing what I need to do next. I was quite exhausted last night due to the day's activities. We had a Jacuzzi soak, and my loving husband, Michael Andrews, MD, gave me a much needed massage in his tender and adorable manner. He is my rock, a gentle and delightful love, and much more. What I will write of herein is regarding a situation presented to me with what I can only see as two life choices in those moments.

It was not only regarding my life. It involves the life of another. I must say, I am delighted to have Mike in my life at this time. He has been a precious gift to me. I have my late and beloved husband, Liam, to thank for his suggestion, desire, selfless kindness and love. That Mike and I fell in love makes it all the sweeter. Our Creator doth provide. I need to preface the actual event with what preceded it with regard to why I was where I was when it occurred. The event will follow my opening statements and comments. It is how I process life. While I am a Spiritualist and an Intuitive, I am logical in most all life conditions and situations, this one being no exception. While I receive prophecy, at times, there are certain life conditions which occur of which I have no warning whatsoever. This one is one of those without a warning. Such are the ways of Spirit, our Creator and The Otherside et al. and the entire scheme of physical and spiritual life living on Earth. No one person ever knows all. Only our Creator does. I am of the belief All Matters in Life Occur for a Reason. Going with this premise, there are times we cannot know what the reasons are for certain life events. It is all right. I accept this and have for decades. It mostly makes life easier. There are times, we will know, down the road, the reasons for some of our adventures and experiences. I strive to Walk My Talk by going with life's flow with an acceptance to know what to do when I need to do something in a given situation. It can be anything at all, anything.

My life is now relatively easy, full, uncomplicated and loving. There is never a question of any of my needs being met on all levels. Mike meets me as his equal and treats me exceptionally well in his most adoring ways. My needs are met and life is grand. I cannot imagine life being any other way than it is at this time. I feel incredibly blessed by our Creator's graces upon my Soul and on Mike's Soul in all which is our physical, mental and spiritual life. Praises be to God.

Part II: About Wooded Forests

Yesterday, I went to a wooded forest which has wonderful sturdy trails. It is a very old forest. I came across a situation which required my immediate attention. I knew I had to take action. I went alone on this walk since it has always been a safe place to walk, whether with friends, relatives, or alone or in a large group. I have never taken the park ranger guided tour. For me, there has been no need. I go for my individual and personal nature experience imbued with the wonders of Earth's nature being my greatest cathedral. It is a serene place I dearly love. It seems there are always plenty of people in the park with the exception of early morning. Most people have not arrived as early as I always do. This day was no different than in the past, except I am not there at six in the morning due to my not driving when it is mostly dark. An early morning walk in nature and especially in this wooded forest is an incredible treat for all my senses and my body, mind, spirit and Soul along with my God-connection. It places me close to our Creator's wonders of our Earth. I look forward to any of these types of walks. They fill me with energy, serenity and inner calmness, peace and so much more. It always makes me appreciative of nature's wonders. If one listens closely as they walk, looks around and uses one's senses to hear, see and intuitively sense the numerous aspects of nature and our beautiful Earth in such a place, it is when one knows they are truly communing with nature fully and completely. It becomes magnificent!

It had been my desire to go, as truly there is God in the trees, which is a line from a wonderful song I know and love, except the second half of the line is I am weak in the knees¹ has never happened to me in a wooded forest. There are few places where I will walk alone now days. I am older now, though my steps are still firm since I stay fit. My mind is quite alert, and my memory serves me well. My vision serves me to a greater degree, even given its deficits, which cannot be changed. I have the ability to be able to recall what a place looks like, especially this wooded forest since over the decades it has barely changed. Yet there are changes all the time as wooded forests are in a constant Cycle of Change. At times with old forests, it is moderately imperceptible. I have the advantage of rarely forgetting a person's facial features, unless a person's looks change drastically or it has been years since we have crossed paths. Likewise, places in nature I have been to numerous times are a similar situation. I see each tree as an individual. I count on my refined and honed intuition to serve me steadfastly.

Part III: More Regarding Mike and Me

Since I have not written too much regarding Mike and me, I will now because it is important. I strive toward ensuring I remain healthy, strong and agile. Mike as my endearing husband assists since Mike is my primary care physician. I still have a fairly fast walking pace, though I have slowed to a degree, mostly out of caution. I do not run or make quick moves in any direction. I do not attempt to leap over anything and have not for years. I make certain I am careful and sure-footed so I do not fall or become injured. Being fit has been a life goal, and I feel I have done rather well. I know my personal limitations and do not push the envelope because doing so is asking for a problem to arise. I do not need a problem because I am not paying attention or am acting stupidly. A true blessing is I still do not look my age and never have—or so it seems. As an adult, I have always looked twenty years younger than my actual age, shocking people all the time.

No one has ever messed with me when I am out and about, so I believe it is due to the Aura of Protection I exude. I ask for protection by asking The Otherside et al. to keep me safe in my travels, whether alone or with others. The Otherside serves me well. I wear my Seal as protection. It seems Mike and I cannot go anywhere without being recognized along the way. This is not a bad thing, nor has it ever been uncomfortable for either of us. It is an acceptance we have for who we have become due to what we do, together and individually. There is no anonymity in being famous.

The success of our having presented Spiritual Seminars when Liam was alive and since then with the major success of our book with our friend, Dave Langley, MD, and Liam caused us to be recognizable. There are other reason for being recognized, and this is all documented. Mike assisted Liam, Dave and I in our book's revision, following having written our Introduction to our book when first published. Since Mike was actively involved in our wonderful and most amazing work with the Seals, he worked closely with Dave on the medical aspects and with me in the spiritual arena. Currently, the four of us are the book's authors. Dave did not take this trip with us since he has another obligation and needed to tend our lovely gardens which provides all of us with much goodness in foods, herbs and nutrition. Mike and I had not called Dave since we left home until I called Dave yesterday afternoon. I have walked this particular wooded forest with friends and my former husband, Liam. I know when I walk such places now, Liam's spirit and perhaps his Soul are with me. He promised to watch over me. I believe he does. In physical life, Liam was my Knight and duke. In Spirit, he is my Spiritual Knight. In recent times, I have walked this wooded forest's trails with my wonderful and relatively new husband, who goes by Michael Andrews, MD, most of the time. He is a retired emergency room physician and excellent in what he has accomplished. Our walking here has been a while ago.

Mike and Dave Langley, MD, have known each other for decades, having worked in the same emergency room and are best friends. It was how Liam and I got to know Mike and consequently, became great friends, ultimately calling our team of four, The Four Musketeers. Additionally, Mike is a retired four-star general, medical doctor and surgeon of the US Air Force, having served both active duty during wartime and in the Reserves. On occasion, Mike has speaking engagements and teaches seminars to medical personnel within and outside of the military arena. He is quite knowledgeable and educated on certain aspects others are not. Mike seems to love teaching which is admirable. In the military arena, Mike goes by General Michael Quinn. When going to any military event with him, my military identification card reads Anna Misty Uilleam Quinn. Since I do not drive on any military bases because Mike does, I do not need a driver's license for military purposes. At military functions, I am Mrs. Anna M. Quinn, wife of General Michael Quinn. My regular name is on all our vehicle registrations, including the motorcoach which it has been from the beginning and was changed once Mike and I married. For vehicle registrations, my name is the same as my passport and driver's license which read Anna Misty Uilleam Andrews, and most call me Anna M. Andrews now. Mike introduces me to others by my name, not old school This is my wife, Mrs. Anna Andrews. I typically never use any titles, except in the military as his wife and in our Medieval Society. Since I have four names, maintaining Liam's last name for financial and other reasons, it made sense to spell out all four names on documents.

If I travel alone, I always carry information with me how to contact Mike in case of an emergency. I carry my medical her story on a flash drive and in most cases hard copy because I have special needs and am older now. We have a fabulous relationship and marriage. It is amazing how it works. It is a medieval situation, one aspect which was done during medieval times. Our modern times are not much different. In medieval times, when a man died, an honorable man would look after and love his friend's lady, striving with all his heart to keep her safe, adored and well-loved, taking any children as his own. Mike is so noble in this regard, as was Liam. Given what occurred and how everything has worked so well for Mike and me, we do quite all right. Our adjustment time was not complex. Sure, we each had a learning curve of certain aspects of each other, mostly how we did things and with intimacy, finding what worked for us. Since we had all traveled and camped together when Liam was alive, we knew each other well, so it was not difficult to adjust. Still, there is a difference when someone is a friend only and not a lover. When we became fully connected in all aspects, the dynamics of our relationship shifted into a new arena, and we love it and each other so much.

We enjoy each other's companionship and company immensely. We have wonderful close and loving times. We enjoy going places, dining, dancing, seeing our world and doing fun and lively aspects along the way. What a fun night it was for us Four Musketeers. Dancing together took on new meaning for us when we fell in love, and consequently a time later, he asked me to marry him and I accepted. We love going out for an evening of dining and dancing. We dance at home in the privacy of our chamber, something many people do not do. We have keen adventurous spirits, and life is one adventure following another. We have this motto: No one knows what the next life adventure will be. When he goes places for military seminars or other functions, I will generally go, though not always. In private, I often call my husband Quinn Michael, which is on his birth certificate: Quinn Michael Andrews. I almost use it as if it were one word, QuinnMichael. I happen to love the name Quinn. It comes from an anglicized version of the name Ó Cuinn.

The name is a descendant of Conn which means Chief in Irish Gaelic. To be sure, the name Quinn certainly suits Mike's personality, his chosen careers and whom he has become. It suits his amazing life path perfectly as a leader. For a long time when I first met him as Doc A through Dave Langley and as Mike Andrews, MD, he eventually asked Liam and me to call him Mike. I did not know he had another name for a long time. It was interesting to learn of him being a General with a different name through a dream I received from The Otherside which I called A Walk on the Wild Side which revealed his other identity. Mike confirmed what I had been provided in the long and complex dream. He liked the dream, given its content. It was when he opened more, so we knew him better.

He took on the persona of Michael of Ten in our Medieval Society, so has an additional also known as name. He has done a great deal of service for our Medieval Society; thus, he has a title of Master in front of his name as a title and an honor for service. I realize some of this cannot be shown to law enforcement, except it already is known by some whom I have met that my husband has two names, civilian and military. It is an unusual thing. Mike is an officer and a gentleman. I know I said so already. He has delightful gentle ways and great compassion. How he is and how much he loves me is extraordinarily amazing. What QuinnMichael believes has made him an excellent doctor who has cared for me in crisis situations, doing an excellent task, to be sure. In one case, as General Quinn, he repaired a terrible injury I sustained and did an excellent job, overseeing my recovery. Mike has been my hero, though being my husband is quite special and extraordinary. I adore and love him a great deal. I know how much he loves me. I feel as if in writing of my husband I am procrastinating somewhat on getting to the situation, though feel compelled to write of him. I am a fortunate lady to have QuinnMichael in my life. I do go on, though are we not supposed to praise those who are deserving and who make our life easier, happy and loving? I believe we are supposed to do so.

Part IV: Intuition Serves Me Well

I absolutely love intuition and how it works. It has always served me well most all of my life. I have lived long enough, experienced and seen numerous aspects of life and spirituality, so it is rare I question my personal Intuitive Discernment. I strive to go with life's flow in the truest sense. Those who know me know this as fact. I strive not to overreact or have knee-jerk reactions to life matters. In most cases, I go with what I sense is going with the flow is the right thing to do, given any situation. I strive to say the correct things necessary in any given circumstance, imbuing the ideal of having Savoir Faire. I doing so, it makes my life easier and helps keep me balanced. During certain times of my life, I have been better than at others in knowing exactly what to do or say. I strive to remain calm in most situations, though like most everyone, I have emotions, compassion and passion. Some aspects of life will press my buttons the same as all other folks. I strive not to allow a situation to get my ire up, i.e., angst or fury, since it causes huge stressors for me. Yet I know I have times I do have angst with good reasons for it, justified in each case. Being spiritual does not make me exempt from emotional states, especially when it is warranted. I suggest all people comprehend when a person is spiritual and intuitive like I am, it does not mean they have no emotions which seems to be a strange belief a certain segment of society has of those who are spiritual. I am unsure from whence the idea has come. It is what I, as a spiritual person, has learnt to do with my emotions when they become overwhelming or to operate in matters to accomplish a goal first. These make a difference.

Secondly, as a spiritual person, I am able to deal with personal emotions on said situation caused by an event. So it is my approach to life matters to honor my first and second goals. I always hope it holds true in all situations. At times, we humans must make a quick decision based on what is before us. We need to assess and act toward what needs our immediate attention. If I were to second-guess anything which I immediately know and recognize as my intuition serves me, I could be wrong in taking an action as a second and not my First Intuitive Inclination. As a general rule, I do not care to take the chance. I have been correct in a myriad of situations. Why mess with it by doubting, since doubts create fears? Fears can stop us big time and nothing gets done. If I can assist a situation, I do so.

All us humans have to do is believe our personal intuition works, trusting from whence we receive it, especially when one is like me, a Spiritualist and often called a Celtic Wise Lady. We do exactly what we know is correct in the moment. This is even and often disregarding any what if? scenarios, knowing we must take immediate action in a situation. The adventure or unusual life situation I am going to explain herein is not quite as wild as when I learnt of Mike's other name and his military career as a doctor when I was provided insights into the fact he is a General in the Air Force. That was a dream. This was real life and in real time. The incident I had occur yesterday is absolute reality. It happened right before me in a wooded forest. I will write of the incident herein with an attempt to capture conversations and events as they occurred. It was interesting and shocking. It has a traumatic aspect of which I will discuss when I get there.

Part V: Knowing When to Make Life Decisions

Dealing with this life adventure and situation took my ability to have mental and spiritual focus and a degree of physical strength I could not doubt I still possess. It required my utmost attention to details of my surroundings and total recall of certain aspects quite clearly. Ergo, I used my Intuitive Quotient to quickly assess and decide what to do to accomplish what I knew had to be done, given the gravity of said situation. Bear with me. This is difficult to write of, even now, during the aftermath of its occurrence. In addition to my Discerning Intuition, I am pleased I have my wingman who is my husband, Mike, except the fact he was not there with me when the incident occurred. I was alone in a wooded forest with nature. I had no time to be weak in the knees. And I fully knew there was God in the trees. It was not only a matter of making a difficult decision; it has been the emotions attached to reaching the only conclusion I could, following through with it, every step of the way, doing exactly what I knew had to be done in those moments in time. It was not a simple matter either. It was a matter of life and death.

Part VI: Pre-Trail Information

As best as I can recall, I will relate what occurred in the order in which it occurred. While on the wooded forest's trails which has forks in the trails as they lead to other trails, where I walked yesterday was a matter of more of what I recall as a loop or simply returning by the same trail out of the wooded forest as I had entered it. I have been on the same trails a multitude of times over several decades. The parts of the trail I had taken have not changed much, though are improved in places precisely due to the volume of human foot traffic the wooded forest receives each year. The Americans with Disabilities Act compliant parts of the trail are fabulous. I love they did it in this wooded forest. As well, those parts are easier for me as a senior citizen to walk upon. I need to add this now. The wooded forest is not in the city in which we live. And my husband, Mike, is not only the love of my life, he is my best friend, and as I said, he is my wingman and often my best hero ever. We talk of all life situations and conditions, no matter how large or small. It is what we do. It is our partnership in our marriage. Our love is strong and our beliefs are solid. We support each other in all aspects of life. At this time, Mike had been attending a conference in the area and had a seminar to teach to military personnel. At times, he teaches all military services, not only the US Air Force. It is not a conference of which I could attend the segments; therefore, I can do other things in the area if I want to and feel up to it. Yesterday, since he was a speaker at three o'clock in the afternoon, he desired to go over his materials in the morning before presenting his seminar.

We discussed my going to the wooded forest. We agreed it was fine for me to go there and walk alone. I would leave relatively early and arrive the park around seven in the morning. Besides, there are not many people there at the time because the busloads of people would not have arrived.

I love being on the trail without the din of a gaggle of people whose noise interferes with nature. Having been there on numerous occasions, I refreshed myself on directions on a map and the route to drive there. I would take the map with me. I do not like nor do I use GPS. I find it a distraction, and the manner of the android sounds of a voice are most annoying and inharmonic to me. My loving husband asked me to not only check in at the visitor center and procure a pass, though to give them a decent donation. He handed me a large sum of cash. He asked me to let them know who I am, where I parked, our SUV's license plate and where I would walk. I never went on difficult or unfinished trails, so I knew where I would go. Mike said even though it is a safe place and monitored because park rangers or park police often walk the trails, he would want them to know a single elderly lady was on a walkabout. I still do not think of myself as elderly, and Mike knows this. I agreed with him and honored his wishes, as always and forever. He is a wise and noble man. He thinks of me first. It is something else I so love in his ways. In this regard, he does the same as Liam had, i.e., the medieval chivalric and honorable manners befitting of a Knight, a lady is a man's queen and precious one, meaning he will care for and love her in all ways, stand between she and danger if ever needed and be her ultimate protector.

In reality, there is much more to it. Mike is an honorable man of outstanding and excellent character, the same as Liam was when he was alive. Mike is quite educated and likely has seen things I will never know a thing with regard to what, where or when. I wore comfortable clothing in layers, taking a lightweight jacket and lightweight gloves. I wore my blessed and wonderful Seal bracelet Michael had given me years prior to now. The bracelet, actually two bracelets, mine and Liam's, were the first aspect which spawned our book and numerous spiritual seminars we have taught and still do.

The Seal bracelet medallion Anna wears.

Note: See Volumes I–V for complete insights with regard to the Seal's. Design created by author for a book the characters wrote on the subject per text within and visions of the Seals.

It is a beautiful design for which I was provided exactly what it was, what it means and how to use it. In addition, it carries Protection and Healing Energy. It is rare I travel with my husband to such events when he has to teach. This time, given where it was and he had asked, I wanted to go precisely so I could see certain places and perhaps visit friends while he is busy. We had driven to California in Mike's wonderful SUV. We took three days to travel to The City. We stopped along the way at places we had not been in the past. It was lovely going to places we had not been to as a couple and to some neither of us had ever been. California is a huge state. We had taken photos along the way. Mike took a bunch of me which he loves doing. I took some of him, often catching him unaware. We stayed in hotels and found good restaurants. This was not a trip we cared to go in our motorcoach with the trailer and SUV as camping parks were a huge consideration as were places to park it. At times, seeing the world up close and personal is a different venue than traveling in the motorcoach which has restrictions in places. We were staying at a wonderful and upscale hotel, once there, since his conference was in their venue rooms. We were in the famous city of San Francisco, California. A time back, I had finally learned how to drive our SUV at Mike's behest. It made sense for me to feel comfortable driving such a vehicle in case I ever needed to do so. It is much larger than any car I had ever driven. I am pleased I did well in driving it. It is a great vehicle and relatively easy to drive, especially once I got used to its size, handling and parking it.

Before I left the hotel room, Mike kissed and embraced me closely, saying to have a great hike, to be careful and maintain my awareness, as always. I assured him I would have my Intuitive Radar On and do so. He made certain I had what I needed, including a small icebox with extra water, lunch and snacks. I was certain I would return before lunch. Still, our motto in any life adventure is Be prepared since we never know what will happen. We had gone to breakfast. It was great, and we had morning coffee. Mike dotes on me to a degree, and I do not mind. I looked it up and found this. Dote: plural, dotes. It can be spelt doat and means (1) to bestow or express excessive love habitually or a show of deep affection (origin, Middle Dutch: doten meaning to be silly) or (2) to be foolish or weak-minded in old age. I go with the first meaning.

He walked with me to our SUV. We had one more delicious kiss and embrace before I got inside. I was ready to go on my wooded forest adventure. Mike watched as I pulled out of the parking space and headed to the exit. I felt as if he had blessed me, our vehicle and asked our Creator to keep me safe. It is something he would do. I felt as if I were going on a big adventure. I felt comfortable. I already missed him at my side. Once out of The City on the freeway and next onto the winding road to the wooded forest, I felt it was no big deal for my going alone. I knew I would be fine.

The road was the same as I remembered. It is tight, steep and has many twists and turns to arrive at the wooded forest. I found a place to park, did so and turned off the SUV, its lights and heater. I hoped my jacket was thick enough as it was a cool morning. I called Mike to let him know I had arrived at the wooded forest. I said I love him and to have a wonderful day. I said I hope his seminar goes well. I had forgotten to say it before I left. He thanked me, saying, I love you, be careful and have a good time and was off the phone. I turned off my cellphone and placed it in the glove box because they do not work in the forest. I took my knapsack with me and once out of our vehicle, locked and armed it. I placed my keys in a zip pouch on the front of my knapsack, inside of which I had my typical purse contents and camera. My knapsack was not completely full. If I no longer needed my jacket, there was plenty of room for it in the top. I had an inner laugh over the fact I park in nearly the same place every time I have been there. As I walked away from our SUV, I thought, Do not forget where we parked. I laughed in my mind since the line is from a Star Trek movie wherein they parked the cloaked Enterprise in a park in San Francisco, crushing a trash can. A character said the same line I did. Friends and I have used it for ages, and we always had a good time with it and a good laugh. I turned around to look at our SUV to view the trees and its location, next heading toward the visitor center. It is something I do in parking lots, taking a mental picture of where I parked. I thought, How does that happen? I next thought, It just does.

I arrived at the visitor center and went inside. I used the restroom² and checked in with a staff member, paid my fee and pulled the cash Mike had given me.

I handed the lady our generous donation. I told her I did not desire to put this amount of money in their clear donation holder. She appreciated it. The clerk asked to see my Driver's License and next wanted our vehicle license plate. She wrote it all on a list. I think she did so since she now knew how old I was, and next to my name, she wrote in the donation amount.

She copied our address and names to another list, saying we would receive a letter of thanks, thanking me profusely for a lovely donation. She gave me a receipt. I told her I have been there numerous times, and they were most welcome. I felt grateful and fortunate we can donate.

The clerk said, You do not look your age, asking, Do you want to walk with a group?

Thanks. I have never looked my age. It has its blessings and has its drawbacks. Would you please add my husband's name to the donation list? His name is Mike Andrews, MD. We agreed I would be fine to walk here today. I feel no need to go with a crowd of people. I like the serene feeling of first thing in the morning and all the sights and sounds of nature. It pleases my Soul and Spirit.

I see, she said. So you sound like you are familiar with John Muir's calling to nature.

I am. I have read of John Muir's life. Decades ago, I procured a book on his life. He was an amazing man. I have been to his home, the museum and to other national parks, I shared.

It seems you are well versed. This is considered a safe park. I hope you enjoy your hike. Do keep aware of your footing and surroundings, she said.

I will and I always do, I stated emphatically, asking, If I do not check back in, is it all right? I left my cellphone in my vehicle and it is off. I know I will be all right. You do have monitors on the parking lots, correct?

You don't need to come back here unless you desire to look at our gift shop or have breakfast, she said and motioned toward the food vendor area. The park police monitor the parking lots. I'll give them your vehicle make and license. They'll check on it. Only if someone doesn't return do they go searching.

I see. Years ago, there were only park rangers. I suppose with the volume pushing nine hundred thousand people a year visiting, having park police is best. By the way, I suspect you noticed I am from Oregon, so they need to look for Oregon plates on our silver Mercedes Benz SUV, I offered.

I noticed the state on your driver's license. I wrote it on the note with your address, she said.

Let me give you our post office box for mail, please. We like it best, I stated.

She said, Sure, and I gave it to her. She wrote mail to beside it and left our home address which is fine. I let her know I have my husband's cellphone number in my wallet, heaven forbid anything happens. She noted it and said for me to have a great hike.

I said, I certainly intend to.

She gave me a trail map and told me of the places along the trail I can call them if necessary.³ I hoped it never happened and thanked her. I folded the map and put in my jacket pocket.

I thanked her again and left the visitor center to head toward the park entrance for my hike into the wooded forest of Muir Woods which is north of the city of San Francisco in Marin County. As I approached the trail head, I retrieved my lightweight gloves from my jacket pocket and put them on since it was still a little chilly, though not really cold.

Part VII: Beginning My Hike in Muir Woods

As I walked and began on the trail, I thought of a number of aspects regarding life and how great things were overall, most similar to what precedes this in my documentation. The air was refreshing. The Redwoods and all other trees were magnificent as ever. I loved being among the trees. This is old growth forest and an amazing place. We own oil paintings from here. I thought my love and I might go here again before we leave the area on our return adventure toward home. We would see. It was not as if we had a time crunch. We had plans for our return trip with places to go, see and do. I walked the familiar trail and observed the grand trees, thinking how old many of them truly are and how our life is such a fraction of time compared to these trees' lifespan. Perhaps no one really knows how old these trees really are. What beauty they still behold. It still takes my breath away. The morning mist and sunlight began to dance and intermingle in rays of light between trees. The underbrush this time of year is pretty as the light greens are evident of new growth. The forest's wonderful sounds and scents are, as ever, so pleasing to my Soul and Spirit. I thought of Liam and sent a message I was in our favorite wooded forest and wanted his Soul to sense it through me. I sent his Soul my love. I have no clue if it can occur when someone's Soul is in the Ethers. I felt I needed to send the message is all. As promised, I will always love Liam.

I could hear water in the creek to my left as I walked which certainly came from the recent rains. Ever since I was a little girl, I figured all the trees loved having rains, as did all of nature, to wash off the dust of time.

In addition to coastal rains, this forest has the moisture from fog as it settles in since it is near the Pacific Ocean. The light and shadow play tricks on the eyes. It is such a feast for our vision. I stopped at several places I knew and liked to see what changes were evident. I thought of Mike and realized we could not communicate in our minds since he was busy going over what he would teach later in the day so did not try to communicate. I knew he knew I would be safe. I retrieved my camera from my knapsack and snapped photos as the amazing light show did its dance in the shadows and between the trees to create such a brilliance and pleasing scenes. I never tire of it because it is never the same, even moment to moment. One shape or shaft of light is as different as the next. I often see a myriad of designs, similar to seeing shapes in clouds. Some people cannot see these. I am pleased I do. I allow my imagination to tell me what each design means. It is a game I know how to play all by myself. I have done it since I was a wee lass. It began with seeing shapes in clouds. Even tree bark has patterns, as do wood grains of cut wood. Use one's imagination to show you what they are. It is so breathtaking and beautiful to be amongst the finest of all huge trees.

I finally put my camera in a jacket pocket so I did not have to keep getting into my knapsack. It made sense to do so. I walked through this one tree. The hole is from a forest fire aeons ago. They must have decided it is not being damaged by those who want to walk through it. I took photos of it on either side, something I had never done. I had this thought of Alice in Wonderland and smiled, except there are no rabbit holes visible. It had been years since I had gone through the tree's hole. I felt this childlike sensation and thought, So what if I am an elderly lady. I can still go through the tree. I thanked the tree for our ability to say, I walked through a tree today. Not to worry, I checked for spiders, spiderwebs or bugs before going through. I made certain I did not touch the tree. I could see where people touch the bark, and it is shiny from oils on peoples' hands. Like in caves and caverns, you do not touch the sides of a living cave because it kills the spot from hand oils.

The trail eventually bends to the left and crosses a creek which is Bridge Number One. I have hiked this trail many times. I stopped in the middle of the bridge, walked to one side and looked. Next, to the other side of the bridge to see the creek. I cannot recall a time in the past I have seen so much water in the creek. I was pleased I took photos. The rains are what keep this wooded forest going and healthy, as are other conditions. I continued over the bridge.

As I stepped off the bridge onto the trail again, suddenly, I noticed off the trail to the right side was a bundle of what looked like folded blankets in a cube shape. I looked around in all directions, and there were no other people around. For a moment, I found it odd. I was walking in a wooded forest and had this fleeting thought, Why? Why is there a bundle of folded blankets here? It did not make sense. However, I felt safe. I knew our Creator would never allow something bad to happen to me in such a place. The bundle was clearly out of place. I looked around the immediate area and did not see any of the wooden boxes with call phones. I looked around again and saw no one, so I approached the bundle. The blankets' colors were pastels, lots of yellow, some blue and a mauve color in a random pattern at a first look.

Part VIII: Observation, Intuitiveness and Knowing What to Do

I squatted and gently poked the bundle with two fingers. The bundle did not move or roll. I heard a gurgle sound, like the sound a baby makes. I thought it almost sounded like a baby's laughter.

Instinctively and Intuitively, I quickly decided to open the bundle of what began to appear to be several baby blankets as I began to fold back a myriad of layers of blankets. It had baby clothes and disposable clean diapers between the layers. I left them there.

Inside the middle, I found a real, live baby! It reminded me of a box inside of a box inside of a box with a gift in its center. I gasped and thought, OhMiGod! Who finds a baby in a wooded forest? I answered myself, Well, I guess I have just now.

The baby looked to be approximately six months old maybe. The baby's eyes were open. It cooed as soon as it saw me and reached toward me as if to say, I know you see me. I know in dreams, one seeing a lonely baby can represent comfort, starting over and virtue. I felt for a moment maybe I was completely around the bend and had gone totally bonkers or was asleep and dreaming. I was not dreaming. This was all too real. This was happening. I was wide-awake. In the past, a long time ago, I have seen a baby in the woods in a dream. I had never found a baby in the woods until this moment. I knew I needed to act upon this, listening carefully and clearly to my intuition. I retrieved my camera, taking several photos of the baby, close and at a distance to show all the layers of blankets I had unwrapped and the surrounding area. The baby had been wrapped neatly with its knees to its chest to make the bundle. The bundle was off the side of the path where the dirt seemed sandy and slightly damp. I felt I needed evidence of the location. I had a moment where I wished I had taken a photo before I opened the bundle. I cannot change it now. The baby was not crying. I began checking between the layers of blankets closer. There were a few diapers and baby clothes between the blankets, so I put them all on the top blankets as I carefully and gently rolled the baby to one side and another to remove the items.

The baby had on a one-piece long-sleeved jumper with feet and snaps at the legs and crotch for easy diaper changing. The jumper was light yellow. Looking at a beautiful baby, one cannot know if it is a boy or girl when it is wearing light yellow. Yellow is a generic color. I intuitively sensed the baby was a boy. Having been a Mommy, I figured since there were diapers, it would be wise to check the baby's diaper before I picked it up. No telling how long it had been there all bundled in the blankets. I looked around and across the bridge in both directions. There were no others around. It was still early morning, yet I did not know exactly what time it was by now as I had not worn my watch. The crisp scent of evergreens, other trees and plants amidst the morning mist filled the air. I decided to go ahead and check the baby to see if it needed a diaper change. I removed my gloves, shoved them in a pocket and selected a clean diaper. The baby's diaper was decidedly wet, so I changed it into a clean one. The baby was clearly a little boy. I remembered how to carefully change a baby boy since I had boy babies. He cooed as I changed his wet diaper and returned his little feet into the jumper and snapped the snaps. The little fellow had light brown hair and lavender eyes. He was Caucasian and had pinkish cheeks. I have never seen a baby with lavender eyes. In fact, I have never seen anyone with lavender eyes in person. He was absolutely adorable. I took off my knapsack, retrieved my hand sanitizer after placing the wet diaper in a baggie I had with me and cleaned my hands. I pulled my gloves and put them on again. It occurred to me there might be fingerprints on the rest of the diapers on the plastic part, so I better not touch anything else with bare hands. The detective scientist in me was at work. I realized there was enough room in my knapsack for the rest of the baby's items. It was not too cold, so I felt no need to keep all the blankets around the baby. I removed the outer layers and folded them and the clothes. I did not find a note. I placed the baby on one blanket in a dryer location.

From my past dreams in finding a baby, I recalled a baby was an embodiment of my personality which may still be chaste and untainted. I smiled. Babies are born into this world as perfect beings, as a general rule. The thin line between life and death is just that, thin. I know some babies live, some die and some are born with defects. It is the part of life we can never know until it occurs. Looking at this baby, there were no obvious physical defects. I had only seen the lower half of his body, hands, face and neck. That this baby cooed and reached toward me felt as if he needed a human connection since most all babies do. I still kept thinking he was small, though still seemed to be six months.

I thought, Why would someone throw away a beautiful baby, leaving him in a wooded forest? Why would they completely cover the baby in layers of blankets? How long has the little fellow been out here in these woods? He could have smothered by breathing his own exhaled breath. He seems fine though, is he?

As I continued folding the items and putting them into my knapsack, I