To tell the truth, which we always do, Joy Graham is not really the author of this book. She's more of a collaborator and a co-conversationalist, and a very good one at that. Her energetic anatomy makes her the perfect partner for us, the collective energies known as Pliny the Elder. She is uniquely suited to receive and transcribe our ideas because she is able to disengage her thinking mind to the degree necessary to receive our wisdom.

Of course, because she is human and currently experiencing life through a human lens, her consciousness is limited. But it is sufficiently porous and flexible enough for us to get our main points across. We are enormously and eternally grateful to her for her diligence, her courage, and her dedication to disseminating our message which will provide comfort and hope to humans dealing with illness of any kind. And that's a lot of humans.

But let us say a few words about the human that is Joy, whom we call Dear One. As a child, she could sense subtle energies, and thus was a perfect target for the discarnates that inhabited her home. She identified them as witches, and they terrified her with their paranormal performances. She told no one of these mostly nocturnal hauntings and as she grew into adolescence, they gradually ceased. But these early experiences left an imprint on her psyche and resulted in an absolute certainty that there is more to life than just the physical.

And to that we can only say, planting a cosmic kiss on her adorable cheek, "Right again, Dear One!"