I am reluctant to post this, I must admit.
But I kind of have to.
The weirdest thing just happened to me, at 4:44 this morning.
Literally, at 4:44.
The same time I had the prophetic dream that started all this.
I’d been lying in bed, awake – and perhaps because I’d been restless, Jennifer woke.
She asked me what was wrong, and I told her that I needed support.
I was doubting.
She said: Just think of your mantra. Whenever you have doubts, just say your mantra. The path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails, whereon my soul is grooved to run.
And so I began to say it.
In my mind.
And then I heard Jennifer say, softly: Oh fuck.
Jennifer never says that.
Look above you, she said.
And above me, on the ceiling, were two rays of light running almost in parallel, directly above my head.
Like iron rails.
They were coming through a slight gap in the curtains. There must have been a bright light outside, which caused a starburst effect on the ceiling.
Jennifer said: You have to take a photo of this. No-one will believe this.
And so I took a photo.
I just had my little compact camera with me – Rachit had the a7s in his room – and so the electronic noise from the small sensor is apparent, but you can clearly see the two lines running across the ceiling, right over my head.
Not Jennifer’s head.
I was totally dumbstruck.
I got up and went to the curtains, and looked outside to see the source of the bright light.
But there was no light.
What’s going on here?