| Author: | Rev. Joan McGregor | ISBN: | 9781466010918 |
| Publisher: | Rev. Joan McGregor | Publication: | February 2, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Rev. Joan McGregor |
| ISBN: | 9781466010918 |
| Publisher: | Rev. Joan McGregor |
| Publication: | February 2, 2012 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
The original title of my book was, “I Heard the Chocolate Mousse Cake Call My Name.”
That title comes from a long time ago – back to the mid 1980’s. I was attending the Toronto Psychic Fair at the International Centre on Airport Road in Toronto. Right next to the hall where the show was held was a wonderful Red Lobster Restaurant.
Tony Melle and I had packed our booths into my van. We decided to eat at the Red Lobster before we headed home.
Our waiter, a young man whom I shall call Jeff (I am not sure of his name by this time) was excellent at his job. He joked with us – laughed with us and served us very well. After we had eaten our main meal, he brought us the dessert tray.
All of the desserts looked wonderful. As we looked at them, we wanted to eat one of each. I said to Jeff, “How do you stand working so close to these desserts all day? Don’t you just want to eat all of the chocolate mousse cake?
Jeff replied, “Well, sometimes it beckons to me. Sometimes it calls my name and then, well- He left the rest of his story to our very active imaginations.
The events that occurred in my life, along with my own spiritual growth and curiosity drew me to the psychic/metaphysical world just as the chocolate mousse cake beckoned us sugar fiends and chocoholics.
The original title of my book was, “I Heard the Chocolate Mousse Cake Call My Name.”
That title comes from a long time ago – back to the mid 1980’s. I was attending the Toronto Psychic Fair at the International Centre on Airport Road in Toronto. Right next to the hall where the show was held was a wonderful Red Lobster Restaurant.
Tony Melle and I had packed our booths into my van. We decided to eat at the Red Lobster before we headed home.
Our waiter, a young man whom I shall call Jeff (I am not sure of his name by this time) was excellent at his job. He joked with us – laughed with us and served us very well. After we had eaten our main meal, he brought us the dessert tray.
All of the desserts looked wonderful. As we looked at them, we wanted to eat one of each. I said to Jeff, “How do you stand working so close to these desserts all day? Don’t you just want to eat all of the chocolate mousse cake?
Jeff replied, “Well, sometimes it beckons to me. Sometimes it calls my name and then, well- He left the rest of his story to our very active imaginations.
The events that occurred in my life, along with my own spiritual growth and curiosity drew me to the psychic/metaphysical world just as the chocolate mousse cake beckoned us sugar fiends and chocoholics.
