Destiny's Gate (26 page)

I got to keep movin’, I’ve got to keep movin’,
Umm-mm-mm-mm, blues fallin’ down like hail, blues fallin’ down like hail
And the day keeps on worrin’ me, there’s a hellhound
on my trail,
Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my
trail.

The name
Robert Johnson
floated into my mind. I had to disagree with the singer as I knew the hellhounds I had been in contact with, were now my frenemies; friends and enemies rolled into
one!

Drifting in and out of sleep, it was difficult for me to gather my energy to return to O’Brien Manor. The day was slipping by and I was happy to solve the mystery behind grandpa’s random outbursts quoting a poem, once again, by poet Edgar Allan Poe. My curiosity had peaked as to who this gentleman once was and what was the meaning behind his morbid observations. In an odd way I appreciated his references to the afterlife — that it did exist. It gave me great comfort and I believed grandpa recited
Spirits of the Dead
as urged to by a spirit from the Otherworld. While mulling this over, I sensed a powerful presence nearby and knew this spirit was magnanimous and one that would truly change me
forever.

Now you know the Truth, dear child that you have been seeking all along; humans can be good or evil, both in the same body
.
There is a continuous fight between the two, until spiritual form has been achieved. Yes, Paige, through death is the rebirth of your consciousness, your soul’s spiritual journey. You become energy. And if you have lived a good life, you get to move on and help those on earth, from the spirit world — Nirvana. If you have not learned the lessons you needed to in this lifetime, you are reborn again until you do. Sometimes, angels are called upon to return to the earthly plane to help those in need. Now you have seen souls that refuse to leave the earth and they walk amongst the living. As time passes, they can become true evil. They forget who they once were and the people that loved them, and act from a place of anger and hatred. Not all see the spirits walking amongst them — it is not their journey. That is for souls like you that have chosen to come back and fight the good fight for all of humanity. Lost souls influence people to become their own worst nightmare. They can become murderers, thieves...or abusive family. Your family is from a long line of transitioners that clear negative energy from the earthly plane. What you have done for humanity, no one will ever know, except you, your family, the Angels and I
. With a booming voice, He telepathically declared
, And now, my child, my soldier, you are readied for battle, your soul’s journey. This is your destiny, Paige. Believe
it
!

Eyes glazed, I sat in silence, ingesting the words spoken. I telepathically asked,
who are you?
I envisioned a tall, lean man, with long, white hair and robe, hands outstretched, hovering about three feet off the ground, speaking to me and He proclaimed,
Look up Genesis, one point one to one point three.
Read it and you’ll know.
I scrambled to the book shelf and found a white, leather bound copy of the Bible, King James Version. Flipping quickly to the page I was directed to read, it was
written:

The
Creation

1.1
In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth.
1.2
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.
1.3
And God said, Let there be light: and there was
light.

My eyes widened and my body trembled as I absorbed the truth right there in front of me. The matter of fact voice that came to me often offering comfort, or help, was...God! My body relaxed as I continued to stare up at Him.
Am I having a break with
reality?

My child, you are one of the chosen ones because of your pureness of heart. This is your reality, Paige.
He smiled and then floated high above me until I could no longer see
Him.

Glancing out the cottage window, tiny snowflakes began to fall, dancing as they passed by my view. The words,
destiny’s gate,
popped into my mind accompanied with a vision of Peggy’s white picket fence and welcoming gate. It made me conscious that the day I walked through the gate...well...that was only the beginning of my spiritual journey. And God had indeed
spoken.

Let the spiritual battles begin.
Semper fidelis,
resounded in my mind and although I did not know the exact meaning, I knew it was a battle cry. Game
on!

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

J.R. Matheson, thank you...thank you for your valuable input, insights and intuition while constructing the skeleton, then the flesh of Destiny’s Gate, the second book in the Paige Maddison Series. You are a remarkably talented writer, and more than that, the best son! I owe a debt of gratitude to my best friend and husband, Kevin, the first person who takes a peek at my creative writing. I love you and appreciate all you do for me. You are my number one fan. Thank you for also making sure I eat and then dance for exercise. A huge thank you to Lynn Bice, our Editor. Without you, Lynn, the book would not be possible for readers’ eyes to gaze upon it. Much appreciation to Katy Slana for giving her honest opinion and time spent discussing Paige’s journey. Cindy Slipacoff, thank you for the imaginative sketch of the O’Brien Estate, again. I love it. Thank you so much to the Colombo’s, J.R. and Ruth, who have supported me professionally, and personally, including my family, since I first contributed my narratives in 2009. It launched my career in writing. A very special thank you to Marion Waters for providing the description of the medicine bundle and approval to include in our novel. My co-author J.R. and I would like to express a heartfelt thank you to the readers for picking up Destiny’s Gate and supporting the Paige Maddison series. We hope it will begin many healthy discussions around the table. Thank you,
kindly.

While writing the Paige Maddison Series, I do not read fiction, unless I am asked to do a review, when time permits. However, I do read non-fiction, often, to make sure that what is written does not look like nonsense in our human world. Here are the following books I have either read cover to cover, or referred to, while writing
Destiny’s Gate
, in the order they were
read:

Travels by Michael
Crichton

Grey Owl: Three Complete Works published by Firefly
Books

Legends of My People, the Great Ojibway by Norval
Morrisseau

The Grand Design by Stephen
Hawking

Science and Psychic Phenomena: The Fall of the House of Skeptics by Chris
Carter

Celtic Myth and Religion: A Study of Traditional Belief by Sharon Paice
MacLeod

The Lightworker’s Way by Doreen
Virtue

The Reality of ESP: A Physicist’s Proof of Psychic Abilities by Russell
Targ

The Last Ghost Dance: A Guide for Earth Mages by Brooke Medicine
Eagle

Spirit of the Wolf by Linda Star Wolf with Casey Piscitelli Art by Antonia
Neshev

American Indian Medicine by Virgil J.
Vogel

Currently reading An Arthur Ford Anthology: Writings by and about America’s Sensitive of the Century compiled by Frank C.
Tribbe

Holy Bible, Authorized King James
Version

We would like to acknowledge the magnanimous contribution of musicians to the world of writers. In particular: Evanescence for their song Wake Me Up Inside;
Neon Trees for their song Animal;
Muse for their song Uprising;
Nine Inch Nails for their song Right Where It Belongs;
La Roux for their song Bulletproof.
Kansas for their song Dust in the Wind;
Pink for her song Don’t Let Me Get Me;
Gotye for their song Somebody That I Used to Know;
Robert Johnson for his song Hellhound on My Trail;
John Lennon & Yoko Ono for their song Happy Xmas (War is Over). It was a difficult process obtaining permission to reprint parts of these songs so we used limited phrases in order not to upset the copyright issue. Thank you so much for your
inspiration!

Destiny’s Gate painted by

Norman Leo Bice,
2002.

About the Authors

Lee Bice-Matheson is the author of
Wake Me Up Inside
, Book One in the Paige Maddison Series, and is the recipient of the Literacy Award from the Readers’ Advisory Panel of Orillia Public Library. She has also contributed narratives to
The Big Book of Canadian Hauntings
. Lee is passionate about exploring ghosts, spirituality, family relationships, and higher awareness in her writing. She found inspiration for the Paige Maddison Series through the encouragement of her beloved son and co-author, J. R. Matheson, and her husband and best friend, Kevin. Lee, a former Information Specialist, works alongside her husband in his Chiropractic Clinic. Lee loves being out in nature and the only thing to keep her inside is her love of writing. She can be followed online @ http://leebicematheson.ca, www.twitter.com/BiceMatheson,
www.facebook.com/leebicematheson.

Collaborating author J. R. Matheson is a student attending McGill University. Currently in his fourth year, he is working toward his Bachelor of Science degree, majoring in psychology with a biotechnology minor.
J. R. lives at “The Sandra” in Montreal with four kind-hearted roommates. A dedicated, talented, and gifted individual, he has a driving passion to help those who suffer from agoraphobia and anxiety. J. R. has a black belt in Tae Kwon Do, and enjoys healthy living by eating right, exercising, and thinking positive. J. R. also loves watching horror movies, reading fantasy novels, and spending quality time with his dog, Abby. Follow Justin on Twitter @
www.twitter.com/justinrmatheson

Copyright

Copyright © 2014 by Lee Bice-Matheson;
J.R. Matheson
First Edition – July 2014
Lynn Bice (Editor)
Cindy Slipacoff (Illustrator)
Cover Design by Adam Dagenais of Effigy Design
ISBN
978-1-4602-4607-8 (Hardcover)
978-1-4602-4606-1 (Paperback)
978-1-4602-4605-4 (eBook)
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