Request from Purgatory?

Did a holy soul contact me for prayers?

Sunday morning, ca. 6:45 AM. I’m still under the covers, mostly awake but not quite ready to jump out of bed.

I’ve already prayed my Morning Offering (which is an amazing way to offer up your “prayers, works, joys, and sufferings” wholesale to Jesus because, let’s be honest, it’s really hard to remember this when you’re in the midst of your daily grind).

Now I’m churning things through my brain like, “Should I make that dentist appointment sooner rather than later?” and “I should really get up.”

Suddenly, there are two female voices. I hear them not in my mind, as I would “hear” God speaking to me, but with my ears, as clearly as if they were standing next to me.

“Is she awake?” whispers the first one.

“Can she hear us?” asks the other.