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I sat up last night and called to her aloud. I am aware that they can hear you when you speak out loud to them. When she appears she always stands just outside my protective circle.

I think part of the problem is in her family having raised her up in so much Christianity. I think she really believed she was supposed to go to hell ;or at least be forced to walk to earth in unrest. I decided to explain how there isn't a hell. Explaining the word translated as "Hell" in the Old Testament Hebrew is: sh'owl sheh-ole' or shol {sheh-ole'} --grave, pit. A hole in the ground. Not a place of torture and eternal torment. The word translated as "Hell" in New Testament Greek is: geena gheh'-en-nah of Hebrew origin; valley of (the son of) Hinnom; ge-henna (or Ge-Hinnom), a valley of Jerusalem. It was used as the local garbage dump. Thus the flames and worms.

I really felt the energy change when I told her there was no hell for her to go to. She just has to take the "test" over again. Until she passes. I felt her push toward me with something like relief or joy.

I told her she can't do a thing for her loved ones by staying here. That for her loved ones to be okay, first they must know that she is okay and in a better place and better frame of mind. She can drop in and visit later, and show them how she is doing well, and that will give them peace.

I also called to my ex b/f, the painter, who also committed suicide. He made it across okay and is doing much better now with help from his guides. His mental state is much improved. I know b/c he drops in on me from time to time. I asked him if he would come get this girl, as a favor to me, and try to help her get across and show her that there is nothing to fear. They both know me, they both committed suicide, so they already have a lot in common. Maybe they can hang out over there.

I hope I accomplished something.