I love Zechariah Sitchin. A scholar and a gentleman.
I was given his name in a dream some 10 years ago, and this led me to his book The Twelfth Planet. One of those books I just could not put down. Incidentally the book contained elements of the dream I had.
It was only earlier this year that I thought to write to him and tell him of this extroadinary experience and to thank you for his work. He was delighted to hear my story and says he even shared it with his audience at that time. I was delighted when he said he had made me an authentic Sitchinite
I have no doubt whatsoever that Mr Sitchin finds himself in a place Light and Spendour.
It is always sad to say goodbye, even if it only for a while.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting…trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home -Wordsworth
