Before I died, I told my friend Keith; “There an angel hovering over us!” I was lying in the sand, writing in pain. All of a sudden, the pain was gone.
I awoke from my nap a 3:00 P.M. Turned over, and beheld the Beautiful Shekinah I captured in my painting I did in 1976.
The name of my movie is ‘Blue Angel’. Sometimes events are so catastrophic, that our human ability to grasp the terror, is overwhelming, We own empathy for the victims of the Paradise fire. We seek solutions for how it could have been prevented. I go to other end of the spectrum, and find a cool blue light going from place to place in the inferno offering sanctuary, and a way out.
Two dear friends lived in Paradise. The mother died ten years ago, and her daughter moved away. I own visions of a divine fire, and angel who gave me new life.
To all those seniors who looked forward to a better end….come into the light.
John Presco
Rosamond Press 