I am always amazed by the strange and cryptic nature of the visions and messages that come in from the 'other side'. One night, I was lying on my hotel bed late at night mumbling a few pleas for help, moaning a bit and expressing my loneliness and confusion. Mentally, I drew a little box on the carpet in the corner of the room beside the bedside table, and in the box I put the word Now. I didn't know what to do next and I needed answers--pronto.

Within seconds, I saw a vision of the word wonton appear in the box under where I had written my word. For a second or two I couldn't work out what wonton meant. Then I realized it came from the mirror-world so I read it backwards "not now".

Funny.

So now wonton soup has entered our lexicon of metaphysical terms to describe those times when you ask a question at the wrong time and/or the wrong place, and you get either jumbled information or no information at all.