Dweller At The Threshold ~ Ch. 20
Posted by LaRonda on January 8th, 2007The respirator was breathing for me and I remember feeling a tremendous pressure on my chest. I was afraid and kept trying to cry out to people, ‘Help me! Help me! I can’t breathe!’
…I literally felt the breath of life being squeezed right out of me. It was my darkest night.
….I was in another world, a stranger in a strange land, a dweller at the threshold.
….a crystal-clear voice resonated within me.













