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during this eye contact, I soon realised she was multitasking; she was telepathically communicating to me while also answering questions from people at the same time. This must take some real skill. She said to me, “I recognise you, enjoy the experience, but you don’t have to stay; this is for the public. These are basic teachings.” I acknowledged this telepathic communication, and I continued to stay anyway, fascinated by the whole situation. I looked at all the people, and I got a strong intuition that most here were unconsciously projecting out of their bodies. Almost everyone seemed overly excited and fascinated, but not in a controlled way, affirming my perception that they were not fully aware, in the total sense of the word. One person asked a question relating to God. To answer it, the priestess directed everyone to turn to the Quran and the Bible and discuss it. What a beautiful event to witness, people studying texts from different traditions, compared to usual meetings in churches. After the priestess finished explaining a verse in the Quran, she asked everyone to get out their handmade ‘masks’, which she had previously asked them to make. I look around in wonder at everyone’s tattered handcrafted wooden masks. They looked like shamanic masks, all charming and imperfectly unique, made out of dark wood. It was clear to me that this was a symbolic lesson on the ego. Everyone started showing each other their masks, proud of what they had made. Shortly after, the priestess went around, one by one taking peoples’ masks and inspecting them. She used a ‘magic’ pen to tap on each mask and turned them into splendorous gold, fixing all their imperfections. The priestess goes to one woman to take her mask, but the woman is upset and distressed and says, “I don’t want my masks turning into gold”, the priestess calmly takes the mask from her anyway and says emphatically, “This is necessary”. She turns the mask into gold and gives it back. The woman seems stunned and just stares at her mask. The