The Future Is Yours: True Stories about Dowsing, Spontaneous Healing, Ghost Busting, and the Incredible Power of the Mind by Raymon Grace

Author:Raymon Grace [Grace, Raymon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781612833231
Publisher: Hampton Roads Publishing
Published: 2014-01-31T23:00:00+00:00

The word got out and three full carloads of people drove 300 miles south to our conference scheduled for three days later. Since then, Bill has gone back to Yellowknife to teach a number of classes. I began to suspect this was the “mission” he had in mind when he invited me.

The next day Dave drove us to some of the local lakes and waterfalls. The scenery and energy of these places was unlike anything I had ever experienced. The country consisted of large rocks, evergreen trees and lakes clean enough to drink from.

As we left Yellowknife a day later, Bill asked Dave to help us get out of town. Dave obliged by leading the way on his bicycle, all four blocks.

After driving about an hour, we met a car. About 20 minutes later we met another one. Bill turned to me and said with disgust, “I don't know where all this traffic is coming from. It didn't used to be this way up here!”

At noon we stopped to have lunch again and by and by a truck came along. The driver stopped to ask if we needed any help. The driver worked in the oil fields and he and Bill visited for quite a while. The fact that they didn't know each other was of little importance. We offered him lunch, but he had already eaten.

Again, I noted the difference in people here. In the States, I have been stranded on the side of the road with a breakdown while thousands of cars went by and no one stopped.

Time seemed to mean nothing. We stopped to camp overnight on the Mackenzie River and took a picture of the sunset at 11 P.M. The picture still sits on our fireplace mantle.

Arriving at the conference site in Hay River, we began preparing the facilities. Bill had made arrangements with someone to “build” the tent. Small trees had been cut for tent poles and rafters. A tarp was used for a roof and we were in business. Someone had brought several folding chairs and others used their own.

The location was at a campground in a bend of the river. There were sufficient outhouses, two cold water showers, a teepee for my headquarters, and, as a bonus, several saskatoon berry bushes and an organic garden.

Saskatoon berries grow on bushes so low you can reach the top of most of them. They resemble blueberries and were so abundant that a gallon could be picked in only a few minutes. Each morning I would pick a pailful for the kitchen, a plywood structure measuring approximately 20 by 30 feet. It was equipped with electricity, some type of stove, and long tables. The owner of the campground assured me it was OK to take all the berries and vegetables from the garden that we needed. In July the garden consisted of onions, spinach, and other types of greens. This was my kind of place! There was no doubt in my mind that I had arrived!

The only thing needing improvement was the weather.

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