Afternoon tea with Isabella

Isabella Fullerton's tea set

October 15^th 03:15-03:17 She is lying on her left-hand side on the mattress when she says she becomes aware of the wind energy moving in a vertical plane in her abdomen, like the clothing in a tumble dryer, turning clockwise one way for a few seconds then counter for a few in the other. After twenty seconds or so of this, the energy progresses to her head and then she finds herself passing up and then down through low cloud, before entering the large kitchen at 27 Melville Street. 

She guesses it is around 4:30pm in the afternoon, and Isabella is preparing afternoon tea. She only notices April when she turns. Oh! I had a feeling you would visit but didn’t realise you were here, my dear friend! She places four antique porcelain cups and saucers on a tray and takes them though to her parents who are both reading in the lounge, Georgina on the sofa and John in his armchair. On the coffee table, Isabella has already placed some toast and jam. Georgina looks up in surprise. Oh, your friend is here! I thought I heard you talking in the kitchen. When did you arrive, friend? April sits with them to enjoy more of the lemon balm tea and laughs as she tells me the cups have two handles which they hold as they sip. April is thirsty and gulps down her tea. Slowly, my dear friend and she finds it difficult to restrain herself from taking several slices of toast as well. Isabella uses a small wooden-handled knife to cut slivers of ginger into her tea. It helps my singing voice. They ask her about her day in our world and listen attentively as she says she has taken care of me. John jokingly says he hopes Georgina will do the same for him and she responds, Don’t I already do that, my dear? and they all laugh together. As April finishes her food, they ask Did you eat well? Enjoy your time here, April. Let Isabella clean everything away. But April cannot stop herself from eventually helping Isabella clear the table and wash the dishes, and she soon wakes up in the normal fashion.

With Isabella at St. Mary's Cathedral, Edinburgh

St. Mary’s Cathedral, Edinburgh

October 8^th 04:06-04:08 She senses the wind energy commence in her feet while she is sleeping, and it takes five seconds to ascend to her head like a magnet. Its movement alerts but does not wake her. Upon its completion, she ascends vertically for around six seconds, then descends through clear sky for another five or so, her path like an inverted V-sign. She lands in front of a church, and Isabella is standing there, waiting for her. She still looks around sixteen years of age. She tells April she used to come here when she was physically alive, although she still visits in her second life. She gives the name of the church as simply St. Mary’s Cathedral. Inside, there is a mixed congregation, with some attending dressed in old-style clothing and others in more modern attire. Isabella says she likes to sing hymns, and the one she hums for April she says is called the Angel of Peace, written by Matthias Keller in 1869. Later, a little research reveals that this hymn was indeed written by this person, but I find that it is secular rather religious hymn, and composed during the American Civil War. Friend, excuse me. I have to go to the front because I am a member of the choir. Soon, she invites the congregation to stand and leads them in the singing. In physical reality, April moves against me on the futon and her delicate state is disturbed. Based on Isabella's father’s Wikipedia entry, I guess she was probably born in the 1820s or 30s. The drawing April subsequently completes is clearly that of St Mary’s Episcopal Cathedral in Edinburgh, which was constructed in the 1870s when Isabella would have been much older. I conclude the information provided is not unreasonable and compliment April on her fine artwork.