The officer then began to counsel me. "I am sorry for the loss of your horse," he said. "I know how it feels." In somber quiet and total anger, I cry out, "No, you don't!" The officer responds, "I lost my horse too, six months ago." He reaches into his jacket pocket and hands me a picture of him mounted on this beautifully dressed horse in the saddle: He was a mounted officer of the Montreal, Police. As I wiped my tears, asking, "What was his name?" "Marengo," the officer replied. "He was a fine horse, which made me proud!" "What happened to him?" I asked. At that moment, another officer comes over and says, "Le propriétaire a été prise à l'Hôtel-Dieu." (The owner has been taken to Hôtel-Dieu.): The same hospital where Lucy died, I thought. The officer then tells me, "Come with me, we can talk along the way."
|Sir George Etienne Cartier Monument|
(As you can see from this modern-day Sir George Etienne Cartier Monument of the statue, today, there is a crossing at this point, with street lights. In those days, there was none! So when you needed to cross to the other side of this large boulevard, as was the case with pedestrians and especially with those carriage drivers, like M. Joseph, you risked life and limb. It was a tragedy waiting to happen!)
Sometime later, Constable Martineau returned and asked that we should leave for now and maybe come back tomorrow. On our way to my home, he mentioned that the doctors gave M. Joseph a 50/50 chance that he would survive because he had also suffered some internal injury, I wept. We arranged that he would pick me up the following day at seven o'clock for a visit with M. Joseph at Hôtel-Dieu Hospital. That night, it was time for me to enter the Elysium for guidance:
"Για να χάσετε ένα φίλο ή έναν αδελφό έχει κανένα μέτρο? να χάσει έναν σύντροφο, όπως είναι το άλογό σας, είναι να χάσει ένα κομμάτι του εαυτού σας. Γνωρίζουν μόνο καλά, ότι το πνεύμα ζει στις Ἠλύσιον πεδίον. Ότι η ζωή μαζί σας, θνητές ανθρώπινες Eleusis, τον έχει κερδίσει πολλή σοφία και μόνο ανταμοιβή του. ".
(To lose a friend or a brother has no measure; to lose a companion, such as your horse, is to lose a part of you. Know only too well, that Esprit lives on in the Elysian fields. That life with you, mortal human Eleusis, has earned him much wisdom and his just reward.):
One Saturday afternoon, Constable Martineau was off duty. He came over to my house as we had agreed. We went to the back shed where I kept, "The beast." We fed it and then Constable Martineau, putting on one of the gloves for his safety, reached in and grabbed the monkey by its waist. It screamed in rage, twisted, and turned, bitting and trying to escape his grip. Exhausted, from the fight to escape, the squirrel monkey, calmed down somewhat.
Constable Martineau then told me to extend my right index finger in front of me and to focus on the Elysium Fields. I did as he asked and started to focus. I soon felt him move the monkey so that my finger touched it. I opened my eyes: The monkey no longer resisted!
Constable Martineau was now able to let his grip go, and the monkey just sat in the palm of his hand. When I moved to touch it, it just jumped over to my hand, and I held on. It continued to wrap its tail around my arm and calmly sit, unafraid. Constable Martineau reached for some more food and handed it to this changed personality. Calmly sitting there, the Squirrel Monkey, just ate as if he was part of the family. Constable Martineau could not believe what he had just witnessed! "My God.", he called out to me, patting me on my left shoulder. M. Joseph was right, and you were truthful with me. That is a miracle! You do have such an effect on small animals! I want us to visit a very trustworthy friend of mine, who is a professor at McGill University. He must see this."
Each third Saturday, of every month, Constable Martineau would dress up as a clown, and I dressed as his assistant.
We would visit the wards of the Hospital, bringing cheer and happiness to the children.
Professor Hctif, on the other hand, through his contacts at McGill University's Health Center, would identify one or two children, which could be helped by my powers. We needed to be very careful, so when I cured a child, it would not be obvious to children, doctors, and other staff at the hospital. That is why I would never attend to a patient when they were alone unless we had visited that child in a group setting with other children. In this way, there would be no association or connection made with me having touched a specific child only. The experience that I had with these young "pure hearts," was exceedingly gratifying to me as well.
|MR LEOUSIS, RECOGNIZED BY HOSPITAL FOR SICK KIDS|
" "I", was created by the thought of Gods and "Their", desire to allow all mortals to know that, "They", are always with them: As humankind grows and seeks absolute independence from "Them", "They", will remain by their side, guiding them and directing them, in their growth to absolute "WISDOM", the way to "Their Essence" and the Elysium Fields. As you look out beyond the now, into the heavens, "I", will be there, guiding you and helping you know that, "I", be visible or invisible, "My Essence", will guide you beyond all what is sensed in your reality. So let it be now revealed to you, that both "I" and "He", in mortal being, who speaks to you through the thoughts of children are but one. "
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