The Channeling of September 11, 2001

On September 11, 2001 I was a fifty-four year old wife living in North Fort Myers, Florida, a mother of three, and grandmother of eight without any artist or psychic abilities. I now live in two wonderful areas of the United States with my husband David and our faithful companion Rosey, an eight year old shi tsu who travels with us between our summer home in Prescott valley, Arizona and our winter fishing camp in Chokoloskee, Florida.

This is my narrative in words and drawings that was my personal reaction to the events which befell us all on the day now known as Nine Eleven. It is a story with which to this day I have not come to grips. A very real question remains as to how and why two days after Nine Eleven I began drawing some very unusual images on essentially an involuntary basis. These drawings and those that followed were initiated while I was watching televised events of the planes striking the Trade Center Towers in New York City. I was emotionally devastated by the lives lost in the buildings and among the first responders on the ground attempting to save others. In this book you will see these images along with what I believe is a very unique story about what happened to me at the time.

I have struggled with alternate theories about what happened to me. Was I channeling communications from unknown higher beings? Or, was I channeling an answer to a prayer I had directed to my great-grandmother as to whether the Nine Eleven events foretold the beginning of the tribulation period referred to in the Book of Revelations of the Holy Bible?