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    Out of the Ordinary
    Out of the Ordinary
    Out of the Ordinary
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    Out of the Ordinary

    By Andrea L. Robinson

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    "Out of The Ordinary" is a ground breaking book designed to shed a spot light on Divine Experiences. Andrea L Robinson has gathered some of her most intriguing sacred encounters, and offers them to her readers as inspiration to find and embrace their own Divine Experiences. Each chapter has a companion chapter filled with exercises that teach Universal laws and Metaphysical principals. This exciting book encourages expansion and abundant living while driving home the point that we are Spiritual beings having a human experience.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateFeb 22, 2019
    ISBN9781543963168
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      Out of the Ordinary - Andrea L. Robinson

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      THE INVISIBLE SUITCASE

      (My Temporary Home)

      While growing up in Southwestern Pennsylvania, winters were very long and cold. I had recently turned 5 that December, and the Holiday season was well behind us. The large evergreen Christmas tree had been taken away for mulching, and the festive decorations packed up and stored for safe keeping. It was the year before I would be attending first grade. I remember being very excited to go to school, but still very much enjoying being at home, especially on those frosty days, knowing that there would be warm Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup and Hershey Hot Chocolate treats being served. One day, I can remember it was snowing. I watched looming grey clouds quietly spill giant alabaster flakes, from morning until bed time. The gentleness of the wind and sky reminded me of the snow globe, that I had received for my Birthday, when it was mildly shaken.

      The next morning, I awoke to such brightness. From my bed, I could see through the sheerness of my bedroom window curtains, that a field of blue had replaced the grey clouds of the previous day. The sun had risen, in full splendor, and my room glistened. There’s just something magical about a winter day when the sun’s light reflects off freshly fallen snow. Even as a young girl it made me feel alive and happy. The rich smell of freshly brewed coffee had made its way to me, and I knew that it was going to be a great day.  I threw off the covers and skipped eagerly down the hallway to the kitchen and gave my Mom a morning hug. Even my Mom seemed to be in high spirits as she hugged me back tightly, while putting a dab of pancake batter on my nose. My soul leaped as I anticipated something very special for that day, and it turned out to be a very special day indeed!

      My father had left for work, and most of the day was spent on my pre-school lesson of learning to read and write and watching my favorite television shows.  I couldn’t help but shake the feeling of specialness. I would call it a divine premonition as an adult, but my 5year old self just thought special. As I write this, I can still feel the underlying sense of euphoria that I experienced that day.

      Later that afternoon, my Dad returned home from work, where he managed a furniture warehouse. I could hear my parents talking in the kitchen as Daddy told Mom about his day. I quietly slipped away knowing that there was going to be a beautiful performance by the sun, as it made its routine departure. I knew exactly where I needed to be. You see, we had a giant picture window in our living room that faced the western sky. My parents had placed a tan sofa directly under that window, and it was my front row seat to a magnificent show. This window was like a magic mirror that reflected the setting sun, and I was ready! The late afternoon light was bouncing off the freshly fallen snow of the previous day. I shimmied my way up onto the sofa to take my priceless seat to a priceless view. I anticipated the beautiful colors that would be making their entrances and exits, as this glorious star gave its grand finale of the day. My eyes were directly focused on it all. I could see the crimson yellow ball, as it grew larger sinking beneath the tops of the evergreens and roof lines of the neighboring houses. I was so excited. The sky became filled with mauves, and peaches, and even aqua blues as a backdrop to the glowing orb of light.

      I was transfixed and suddenly, I felt something in my right eye. The feeling of an irritant or possibly an eyelash falling. I recall rubbing my eye, and simultaneously out of the corner of that eye, catching a glimpse of a suitcase on the living room floor. I was startled. There was no one in the room with me, and I knew that the suitcase wasn’t there when I had come in. It frightened me and at the same time there was a strange but peaceful feeling in the air. In fact, the entire room seemed to be filled with a sense of calm. It became slightly warmer in the room, as well, like a cozy blanket was being wrapped around me. The suitcase was a hard bound 1960’s style, and it seemed to have a soft radiance around it. I didn’t want to miss the sunset, but I just had to investigate this mystical piece of luggage. I started to climb down off the sofa, and a tingling sensation went through me. I was merely a child, but I knew something grandiose was happening. And though, it was all through the lens of a baby bird’s eye view, that timeless part of me was certain that what I was seeing, in fact, was Divine!

      By now, I was sitting on the floor and there was a glimmer around the suitcase. Much like the show Touched by an Angel when Monica and Tess would reveal to mortals that they were angels sent by God. Still a bit frightened, I decided that I would attempt to touch the suitcase, and as I did, it became even more unusual. It appeared different than everything else solid in the room. The suitcase was transparent, I could almost see through it and yet it was there. I felt ageless, outside of myself and yet very present in time. At this point, words like vision were not a part of my vocabulary, but that’s exactly what it was. I had a knowingness that this manifestation was being presented to me from a higher place. It was my first realization of God that went beyond Church and Sunday school. The message became clear to me. The hairs on my arms stood up as I realized the suitcase was a part of my eternal journey, and that I was a visitor here, traveling through, and someday I would return to my eternal home.

      As I’ve grown up and traveled further on this journey, through time and space, I have noticed interesting developments about the vision of the suitcase. First and foremost, it is always with me. Of course, there are days that I don’t even think about it, but when I do, I’m immediately transported back to that time in my childhood living room. It serves to remind me that I’m on a journey, an important one, and that one day I will return to the place that I refer to, as home. I’ve also noticed an interesting perspective about my possessions, the homes I’ve lived in, and the cars I’ve driven. My beautiful things have taken on a meaning of being here to serve me, and make this trip more enjoyable, and that they are here to glorify the Divine, by sharing them and helping family and loved ones with and through them. Quite frankly, it also helps get me through the tougher times, knowing that these times will pass, and perhaps God has given me what I need to handle them inside the suitcase.  I’ve never seen inside of it. Maybe that’s not the point and maybe I will, but not so

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