Between cases as I am, I have many idle moments, and my thoughts keep turning to the fire woman. Freya. I should use her name now that I know it, but I cannot help but remember the blaze of her aura, unlike anything else I have ever seen. Her kindness, her fierce love…what must it be to try and guide such a woman? I am not qualified to do such a thing.
I can’t help but wonder, though, if someone else might be. I did, after all, interfere in her life to my own ends. A debt is owed.
I asked Danit about her, and she said that she would look into the matter. The seniors do not usually change the order of our assignments, but I believe this is a special case.
Everything about that woman is special. How could she have been there in the same place? There are those on the earth who are more perceptive to our presence than others, but it is impossible that she would be drawn to me across several hundred miles. Equally impossible, though, that it should be coincidence. Neither time was she in her native space, nor was she unconnected to the parties concerned. In fact, she made connections to them—well, I encouraged her with Ramona, but it was not difficult to do. All humans have elements of the angelic to them, but she is the most like us that I have ever seen.
Is it possible that it is the will of the Father-King that we should meet? All things are possible with Him. But to what end? She didn’t seem to need my help. I have never seen a human so self-sufficient.
Still, I would like to be certain that someone is looking after such a heart as hers. She deserves that, at least. I will ask Danit again.