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Lyn Marsh,PhD

 A Conversation with President Obama and President Trump in the Between

Welcome back fellow adventures of the Between, to a new series where Einstein and his companions will intervene in the current world. This is my 2nd post. Thank you for being part of this journey with me! … Lyn

To read more about the characters, go to: Einstein’s Afterlife Companions

To read first post in this new series



Albert Einstein is alone, leaning into the cosmos as he searches for meaning… for direction. He feels as though he is about to know something. Yet he doesn’t know what that is.

Albert Einstein photo

Why am I here… on this edge… in the Between?

I have thoughts and feelings that seem to come out of nowhere. And time doesn’t function as it did in my lifetime.

There is a moment… until the next one is there. And each of these moments can be anywhere, in any time-frame or space. They don’t follow one another.

Now I’m wondering about the world. Is there a new world coming? Why am I thinking these thoughts?

In my life, I helped people look beyond what they believed to be true… or possible… I’m wondering if I am here to support humans perceive life differently… to see things they have not believed to be possible… so they can more elegantly take part in a new world?

I don’t know why am I’m asking myself these questions?

The Old One Crone appears next to Einstein and responds to him.Old One Who Talks With Einstein in Afterlife

You will see hints of a new world in the year 2018, and you are sensing this because you want to help. It is hard for people on earth at this ‘time’ to perceive this because they are experiencing so much chaos, which many of them believe to be a threat to their existence. They do not understand that chaos is necessary for the old to die and for the birth of something new..

The current world has become lost in domination and control. Its truer vision has atrophied. Imagination is becoming lifeless. People are abandoning their character and vitality. This world is crumbling. Its foundation, built of the past… of domination and ‘power over’ others… of linear logic and reason… is falling apart.

People are frightened and confused. They can get angry, when they are scared and feel forgotten and left out.

Albert, here in this Between in your afterlife, you can experience and even interact with humans on earth, especially when they are in their dream states. They may or may not sense you there.

I can take you forward into a dream that is happening early in year 2018. I have already received permission… from their Higher Selves. It may be uncomfortable for you.


I want to go with you.

The Old One surrounds Einstein in Her Light as his body becomes geometric light and together as One, they move… without actually moving… through a portal of mystery… into a dream where the current President of the United States of America is communicating with a past president.

In the dream, President Trump has walked outside in the early morning hours and he is looking around the grounds of the White House. He does not understand why he is here but notices President Obama sitting on a soft casual chair in the rose garden as the sun is rising.

Trump shouts without thinking:








This is not your garden. Get out of here!



I’m not sure how I came to be here, but I think I’m dreaming. The rose garden is a place I hold in my heart. It is a place that Michele and I shared and continue to share in our hearts. I would not have consciously chosen to be here with you, Donald. You are the last person I want in my life.


Barack, I want to destroy you and to destroy everything you have created. I want people to see you… as foreign… so they will help me destroy you.


Why do you want to destroy me? Why do you have so much hate… so much rage?


I hate you because people admire you. I hate you for all you have accomplished. You make me look bad because I will never be who you are. All I can do is try to annihilate your presence in this country … and in the world. I will do everything I can to make you look like ‘nothing’.


Is that what you feel like? Nothing?


How dare you say that?


Ok, let’s change the subject. Why do you resist immigrants sharing our country with us? Why do you want to hurt the immigrants already living here, by separating them from their own families… from love… This breaks my heart.


I don’t know. Maybe because I am afraid of people different from me. They might take something from me. I’m privileged and I don’t want to lose that. They are coming here to mooch off of us because we are the best and most wealthy country.


We came here as immigrants once and we built our country on welcoming them. As a result, we have a diverse country which has become an inspiration for much of the world… until recently…

And if you worry they will take that something from you, then why are you willing to destroy the earth by removing restrictions for major polluters… who fill rivers with poison and who are drilling, fracking, and recklessly stripping the land of its resources?

Why do you support semi-automatic weapons which have killed and continue to kill so many people – in a few seconds at a time? Why won’t you be a leader who inspires the world to prevent severe climate change?

Isn’t it you who is doing the taking?


I’m here to make money for myself and for my friends. My followers are here for me to manipulate so they think I will take support them while I whittle away at their freedom until they forget the freedom they had.

I want them to serve my vision. That is all. I used to keep Hitler’s Mein Kampf near my bed so I could also learn how to be a master propagandist.


Why would you want this, Donald?


I hate you for asking me this.


I have another question, then. What are your reasons for bombing thousands of innocent civilians in the middle east, with the Russians, without concern for how you have cheated them out of their lives and or for what you do to the lives of their loved ones and their future?


There lives are not worth much. But having control of how the oil flows is worth something. This is why I spend time in Saudi Arabia.

Besides, I like the way they treat me – like a king. I’m treated like I am something! My country doesn’t respect me. There will come a day when they have to respect me because if they don’t, they will lose their basic rights. Democracy is not my goal.

And I’m using religion because religious people are the easiest to manipulate. I can strip women of their power in the name of religion.


Why you are trying to take away women’s rights? And why do you want to keep gays from entering the military or even try to prevent them from having the basic right to get married?


So they don’t get a big head! We men of power, need to keep women and gays in their place. Women are here to serve men. Gays need to shut up and stay in the closet. Otherwise they will all take over. We have to stay one step ahead of them.


Isn’t it you who is trying to take over? You control, manipulate, oppress, and do what you can to strip women and gays of their rights, and then project on to them – that they would do this to you and your white billionaire friends, if they could. They want to be respected as human beings with equal rights.


I’m especially terrified of powerful women, even more than gays. I think I am afraid that women will see how frightened I am of them, so I have to overpower and oppress them. I have to take their rights away. I never want them to see how empty and inadequate I feel.

I don’t believe love is safe enough to be real. I will use anyone close in whatever way will serve me best. I control them with my money and my accumulated appearance of power. Melania stands next to me because I am a billionaire. I use her and she has lots of perks. I get rid of people who don’t stand up to their end of the bargain.


So, you don’t believe love is safe enough to be real? I don’t think you know what love is.


I feel humiliated with what you are saying. Being loved is when someone gives me what I want. And loving someone is when I give them what they want so they will serve me in ways I demand. This is how I rule this country.

Einstein, horrified with the current US president, paces in the dream. He knows they are not aware of him and tries to figure a way out. Yet he feels the Old One Crone with him, encouraging him to continue to listen.

President Obama responds to Trump:

You are jealous because I know that love is real and I live this. I genuinely love the people of our country. I have always wanted to help grow a government – of and for the people.

This is what our forefathers wrote about. I wasn’t a perfect president and I do not want to be a perfect person. But I want to do what I can to help this country.

Congress has lost its way. The reason I used to stay home with my family to have dinner in the evenings as president… is partially because I didn’t want to take part in a tradition where members of congress, even in my own party, would want to use dinner to coerce me to support whoever was paying them to lobby their causes.

What happened to a government ‘of’ and ‘for’ the people? Our government is becoming a government for lobbyists who give the most money…

And Donald, now you are president this is happening in the worst way with your undertakings to have your billionaire friends run our country. You and your buddies are ripping the country apart.

And the republican party is backing you because mostly they lack courage and because their values have become compromised. Many of them are being paid by those billionaire friends of yours. They have just kept it hidden better than you.


I will tear you apart because you threaten me. Since people admire you more than me, you could keep me from having what I want. They might follow you or people who agree with you and I could lose everything. I would be nothing. You are right, the republican congress is already so compromised. I use them to get what I want.


I think I see what you are saying. This happens in a world of mistrust and when you forget who you are. I believe no one is separate from the whole of us. So when you try to elevate yourself and degrade another, you are also doing this to the life of which you are also a part… You are doing this to an aspect of yourself. You will rip yourself apart as you rip at others.

Hitler killed himself. He did not triumph as a master propagandist who then created a nirvana for himself. He remained deeply unhappy as I suspect is true for you… You will never find fulfillment no matter how much money or privilege or how many young beautiful women are hanging on your arm.


I can’t trust anyone so it is better to have control over them… to dominate them so I can get what I want.


That is so sad. Maybe you don’t believe in trusting others. I think trust is at the heart of the success of our country. Our forefathers built it out of trusting relationships …

We are here to inspire trust and hope in the world. We are here to inspire respect… for the earth… for freedom… for every country’s expression and their unique relationship with freedom in their own government. We are here to inspire more love and compassion for everyone… for diversity and for inclusion…

This is who America Is. I think we have become lost and we have allowed you to get by with what you are doing. I don’t really know why…

Einstein walks over to Obama and whispers in his ear.

As Trump rips at the country, you and others will be there, not to rebuild it. You will be there to help initiate a new direction that will create a whole new government.  Governments have repaired and recreated themselves. But something different is happening this time.

Obama continues his conversation with Trump.

Even though you are ripping the government apart and threatening the freedom and basic rights of its citizens… even though you are putting the entire world at risk… I’m not giving in to your false sense of power.

I am re-defining this… I perceive this as an opportunity. People can step up to be more empowered and more actively take part in our government… so that people of all colors… with diversity of thought and feeling… can create a new government that has yet to be imagined. I think we will discover that we are so much more than we have ever believed… that the nature of who we Are… is more beautiful than we can grasp…

So this is what I envision as a result of your horrendous impact. I will call every person forward I can, to take a stand for what truly matters to them.


I don’t want to know who these people are. I don’t know who I am. I don’t know what it means to ‘matter’ to myself or to someone else. So I how can I know the people who I am supposed to represent. I can only know how to manipulate them so they will feel and do what I want them to feel and do.

Since I can not know them, I can not have compassion. And I will not care for them. I do not feel remorse so I will not admit my impact, nor will I forgive myself. And if I can’t forgive myself, I will not change. Why am I telling you this?

Einstein leans and whispers into Trump’s ear.

Because your dreams allow you to see yourself.  You will not allow this in your waking state.

The Old One Crone wraps Her Light around Einstein and lifts him out of the dream to sit in one of the chairs at the edge of the cosmos. Einstein turns to see Maya Angelou, a poet and novelist who died in 2014, and Antonio Machado, a Spanish poet who died in 1939, sitting in chairs at the Edge with him.

Maya Angelou sings her rhythmic chant.

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone

I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
“Now if you listen closely
I’ll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
‘Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Antonio Machado, joins Maya with his voice, as he remains sitting with Einstein.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a spring was breaking
out in my heart.

I said: Along which secret aqueduct,
Oh water, are you coming to me,
water of a new life
that I have never drunk?

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!

that I had a beehive
here inside my heart. And the golden bees
were making white combs
and sweet honey
from my old failures.

Last night as I was sleeping,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that a fiery sun was giving
light inside my heart.
It was fiery because I felt
warmth as from a hearth,
and sun because it gave light
and brought tears to my eyes.

Last night as I slept,
I dreamt—marvelous error!—
that it was God I had
here inside my heart.

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Alone by Maya Angelou, an American author and poet, who lives in Winston-Salem, NC, and Harlem, NY, 



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