January 21, 2017

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Once again, I don't like to leave things for too long on a sombre note...so perhaps we will move to a more elevating note--quite literally! I have talked before about the little book of sheet music, which I would check out from the Portland Sacred Music Society's library. I "pushed" a copy of the same to Steve on Ebay some months ago; but I "told" him, "Don't squirrel this one away in plastic, leave it out and let's play from it--you can use it to learn to sight-read." Before this, I had taught Steve (via prompting) to play by rote, as it were, but not to read. So I gave him the impression that I simply wanted him to randomly open this book, and try his best to read the opening page of each piece.

As he did so, certain pieces "rang a bell," for him, as pieces that I had once played for him. At first, the bitter nostalgia (combined with the scent of the pages), was almost overpowering, so much so that he felt like crying, and of course it wasn't very fun at first. But he got over that, and I impressed upon him, "Dear, we are making new memories now--just think of it as picking up where we left off."

I have already shared with you a couple of the pieces which "rang a bell" for Steve, but none more literally than this one we're about to share, now. It is called "Sound Aloud Jehovah's Name," and again, it is attributed to Haydn. (I say that because I am giving Steve to understand that he "borrowed" it from some obscure person--much as some now-famous writers borrowed from our work--this is common--don't think it just happened in our case.) This one is like bells ringing, and it is sung in a round. Now, you know that classical composers don't compose rounds, dears.* Rounds are composed sitting joyfully around the fire on a Christmas eve, or some other gathering, by people you will never hear of. The few gathered there teach it to other little groups, gathered around other little fires, and sometimes, if it was good enough, it spread like a wildfire, itself! Just so for this little piece.

Here again, Steve can't really play it, yet. He had to struggle through it, and then patch it together in an editing program. This isn't cheating so long as we tell you! Steve has memory deficiencies in this lifetime, which have made it difficult for him to become proficient in certain things, like math and sight-reading, because he cannot hold enough different thoughts in his mind at one time. This is minor brain damage from birth trauma--forceps delivery--but it was meant to be, because it prevented him from taking certain directions in life, and directed him towards those he needed to endeavor in. We don't know what hidden aid our hindrances are giving us, sometimes!

Had Steve not had that particular handicap, perhaps we would not be reaching out to you with this message of hope for soul-mates, today!

So here is the best Steve could hobble together the opening portion of "Sound Aloud Jehovah's Name." I loved playing this one, and Mathew equally loved hearing me play it. We basked in every note, together, I would say. And this practice at being intuitively psychic together, has stood us in good stead, today, when this is chiefly the only means of communication we have. Do you see how things work together for your future life? Ah, the hidden workings for our best good, you see. God is always active! If we only trust Him, and the best way to do that is to always praise Him. So I was praising him by choosing and playing this song, and Mathew was redeemed by joining me in it, and my work of edifying him was accomplished--so that after I passed, even through terrible grief, he went on to do a great work for God and mankind, carrying forward what I had taught him. But it is always God who does these things through us. Never for a minute think you are doing it of your own "steam," because not only is it a danger, but it is preposterous. And why would one want to believe something preposterous?

Here is "Sound Aloud Jehovah's Name" as best Steve can approximate the way I used to play it. I wish we could direct you to a singing of the entire song as a round--but Steve could not find an example of it online, under this title (hint, hint).

Love to each and all,
Abby

*If this turns out not to be quite right historically, remember, I am just getting impressions, as in this case, "Something is not quite right about attributing this to Haydn," but if I wrote it that way, without fleshing it out according to my understanding of what she means, it would be a dull letter.--S