Yes, it is afternoon. Yes, I have on a nightgown. Maybe I’m going to bed.
It’s Sunday afternoon. Moreover, it’s the day after our first Translocation mission. For just sitting around for three days, it was extremely tiring. After church, Kent headed home and I changed into my nightie.
The 1984 Off-line Moment (who are also in Brooklyn) actually Translocated. While we were linked up for the mission, we were sort of connected. Mostly not. We felt some of what they were feeling in a vague way. Big bumps physically, for instance. Mostly, sort of a general sense of their mood and emotions.
Paul Charm had told us the mission was (vaguely stated) to save a princess in 1777 around Warwick, England. That vagueness was frustrating to them and we felt that.
Emma got the idea that, if we could feel things they were feeling, maybe they could still get our memories. It seemed like a good idea—at least a good way to pass the time. Since the Hannah born in 1858 had gone to medical school, I read up on 1777 medical practices. Merritt read up on building and construction. Emma and Kent read up on the history and culture of the area at that time.
Since we started discovering merged memories, we’ve concluded that what happens today in 1881 will be in our memories maybe as early as tomorrow. Paul says sleeping gives the subconscious time to process our day and it is the subconscious that merges.
Well, when we woke up this morning, the memories of the Off-line mission team were there. It was that medical training that really played a big part in the mission. I also had memories of the 1985 and 1881 Hannahs from the last few days. Their experiences were a lot like ours in 2025; just sitting and being half-aware of what was happening around them.
I decided to call Hannah in Virginia Beach to tell her how much her schooling had played a part in the mission. I was very surprised by what she told me. And a little concerned.
Her voice was a little quivery. She seemed rather unsettled.
She said, “Yes, we woke up today and all of our memories from 1985 had been changed… Today, we remembered that at this time in 1985, we had that mission experience you had over the last few days.”
I realized that for her, the mission occurred 40 years ago.
She went on. “Hannah, it’s very difficult… Every day that passes now, is another day in 1985 that changed for us. Whatever we did the first days of January, 1985 are different now. Whatever we did… it’s gone, replaced by us sitting in that run-down inn in Wise.”
“But,” I said, “can you tell anything about now changed?”
She was silent for a moment, then said, “No, not really. But we talked about it. Whenever the past changes for us… like on New Year’s Eve in 1984. We were all sitting there and Kent said, ‘Wonder what we were doing back in 1880?’ As soon as he asked, we all remembered December 30, 1880. There was a nice dinner at Merritt's house and they were all talking about moving to New York. Hannah, that didn’t happen… not originally… But with the memories merging, it happened in some new version of 1984. What happened to the version of 2025 that should have been if all this memory merging didn’t happen? Where does it end for us?”
We talked about it for a while. For us… Paul says we are on the Leading Edge of Existence… we only see the result of all the changes. The 1881 Moment has no one behind them changing things, but they are changing based on our experience in the future.
But the Virginia versions… The changes to their 1985 create a different 1985 for them.
Hannah wrapped it up saying, “We didn’t ask to be Time-Travelers. This seems unfair. Our existence is being altered every day. Tomorrow, in 1985 I’ll remember that you talked to me in 2025. It’s a huge paradox, and I don’t like it.”
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