Chacho the Author 319reading sessions, suddenly stood up and said she didn't
believe a word I was saying.
"You met Satan up there," she said. "This is all the
work of the devil."
I didn't know what to say. I tried to reason with her,
explaining it wouldn't be possible for Satan to start
turning people on to Christ, but my body broke out into
a cold sweat.
Then I remembered that Rama had said before the end
of the year someone would say this openly to me, in a
room full of people around a table.
The flashback, clear and almost life like, seemed to put
me in touch with Rama's spirit. She had also said that she
would be with me when this event took place. I immedi
ately relaxed and felt energized by her presence.
The hostess, sensed the situation, called the meeting
to order and suggested we all hold hands and pray. The
girl who said I'd met Satan, kept praying that Jesus
Christ have mercy on my soul because I'd come in close
contact with the devil. It wasn't pleasant, but I assumed
the experience was necessary and accepted it, resolving
to put some study into the attitudes which inspired this
kind of fear whenever the subject of UFOs came up in
my conversations with people.
We returned to the hacienda the next day for a
luncheon appointment. I had more time to talk to the
hostess of the horse ranch, who was an intelligent, well
informed young woman. We spent most of the after
noon discussing spiritual issues.
I'd met this woman several times before, but always
on business. Today, our common ground was Jesus
Christ. She was not only a good Christian, but also very
well read. She gave me a couple of books written by a
friend of hers, Hal Lindsey, opening a new source of
information about the life and death of Christ, complete
with valid reports and historical facts.
By the time I left the hacienda that afternoon, I felt