It began on April 2, 2008 with early morning walks and meditations near my home on the Central Coast of California. I began hearing whispers in my ear . . . coming in complete sentences . . . and would quickly write them down in my notebook. Not only did the messages serve me on my journey, but after awhile it became clear the messages were meant to be shared.  On March 3, 2012 we moved to the desert in Southern California . . . and the messages continue . . . . Alan Falstreau, La Quinta, Ca. |
Each day the men and women in the fishing boats leave the safety of Morro Bay Harbor. Some with fear . . . some knowing that there are plenty of fish out there . . . unseen below the surface.
