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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova.   Revelation

            with  my  own  eyes  through  Skype  her  body  lying  on  the  floor  in  the  room  of  our
            Château and the paramedics reading her EKG thirty or forty minutes after their arrival
            which showed a long straight line. Despite all that my soul did not want to accept the
            fact that her physical body was dead and I would never hear her sweet-sounding voice,
            see her amazing smile, hear her silvery laughter and look into her divine eyes… It
            seemed to me to all be a bad dream and I have but to open my eyes and it will vanish
            at once and I shall hear a Skype or phone call and my dearest will say to me with her
            sweet crystal-clear voice: "Wake up, sleepy-head! How long will you sleep!" But my
            eyes  were  open  and  everything  that  was  happening  was  not  a  bad  dream.  It  was
            particularly hard in the morning: when I opened my eyes and still did not realize where
            I am and what day it is, but then the concrete block of complete awakening falls on me
            and I understand that it is not a bad dream but cruel reality.

                  Nevertheless, a hope still glimmered at the very bottom of my heart that all that
            was an unhappy joke. I constantly had the impression that Svetlana would unexpectedly
            appear and say: "Hello! Here I am!" My consciousness furiously struggled to accept
            the fact that someone could bring himself to murder her. But someone could indeed…
                  My memory brings to light a lot of events and facts about Svetlana: what kind of
            person she is, what a great heart and soul she has. One day Svetlana called and asked
            me to contact our friends in San Francisco and tell them that on such-and-such a day
            their daughter Veronica will drown. It is of interest that our friends were spending their
            vacation  with  their  children  in  Hawaii  exactly  at  this  time–June  2004  or  2005.
            Certainly, I conveyed her warning and also put a protective shield on the girl at the
            insistence of her parents. Certainly, nobody said anything to her about drowning but
            that day Veronica stayed very much away from water, even the pool. If Svetlana had
            not  warned  about  the  danger,  the  little  girl,  most  likely,  would  have  drowned.
            However, Svetlana rescued people not only with her gift of foresight, thanks to which
            Veronica and many other people remained alive: very often her gift helped to prevent
            catastrophes and cataclysms of both planetary scale and much greater during our work
            on different problems and tasks, but not only them…

                  In  summer,  2005  a  small  event,  on  the  Universal  scale,  happened  which
            demonstrated  Svetlana’s  character  and  selflessness.  It  had  been  a  long  time  since
            Svetlana had called Zita, our St. Bernard dog, and was very worried for her pet. She
            went to look for her and after a while she found her in our large summer pool where
            she had fallen and could not get out. The water level in the pool was 70 cm lower than
            the concrete edge and Zita had no chance of getting out on her own. Zita came to the
            end of her endurance and she began to drown. Without thinking twice Svetlana jumped
            into the pool to save her favourite pet.
                  Zita began to swallow water and, on seeing that, Svetlana undertook a desperate
            attempt to push her out of the pool. Svetlana could not reach the bottom with her feet
            at the point where the dog was and Zita was an adult female St. Bernard and weighed
            quite a lot. Several attempts to push Zita out failed. Every now and then Svetlana’s
            head disappeared under water, but she did not leave Zita and went on trying to push
            her out of the pool. Finally she made it! I still wonder how on earth she managed to do
            it. Only then Svetlana, tired and exhausted, allowed herself to get out of the pool, being
            incredibly happy that she had found Zita in time and saved her–some ten or fifteen

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