I was fifteen years old when aunt Vanga found me. I went to Petrich with my relatives, which had a sick child. My cousin and my mother remained outside and me and his wife went in. Aunt Vanga requested the sugar from my cousin's wife and they started talking about the sick child. At that time I withdrew in the corner a bit frightened by her outer appearance - dark clothes, blind, tears falling from her eyes. Her style of talking also frightened me and I nearly stiffened. I did not dare to breathe a word. Bent in the corner I wanted this talk to come to an end as soon as possible so that we can go without me asking her anything. After my cousin finished the talk and decided to go aunt Vanga asked her: "Is there anyone else?" I shuddered and I tried to utter a word: "Well, aunt Vanga, I... well, tell me something..." And she said: "What shall I tell you! You will have higher abilities than I do, you will know more than I do. You know everything!"

      She repeated this three times.

      A year after I met aunt Vanga something inexplicable happened to me. I had withdrawn in my room, which is on the second floor of our house in Velingrad. Both hands of the watch were showing twelve. All of a sudden it became dark in my room. On this background suddenly there was a blinding white light and Jesus Christ drew up to his full height glowing. He put his hand on my head and said:

      "You will help the whole world. Do not worry. I have chosen you but your ordeals will not be little."

      Nothing more. And he disappeared.

      Afterwords - again aunt Vanga. It happened so that I had to accompany a relative of mine to Petrich. I did not enter her place. I remained in the car. And she said: "Tell the woman that is in the car not to fear. She will be my successor."

      And again nothing special happened for many years. Then changes began still in the old times; it should have been 1976 when people started writing about the phenomenon of aunt Vanga. A journalist asked her once: "Aunt Vanga, you know that we are all guests on this planet. People talk that when you leave us a woman from abroad will be your successor. Is this true?" And she replied: "She is not a foreign woman. She will be from Bulgaria. From Southern Bulgaria... now leave me alone!" And the journalist: "Aunt Vanga, just one final question - who is she, from which town?" And she said as if she was quarreling with someone: "Eeee, Maria is her name, she is still a child." And that was it.

      I have long time ago passed the childhood age but probably for aunt Vanga the dimensions have been different. And I was all mixed up. Till 1992, which turned everything. During that year I went through many hardships, I lost close friends. Then my spiritual liquidation of illiteracy began.

      Seven years.

      As if someone has separated me from the outer world. I had a good business, I have a flair for things and besides I have a university degree in economics. But since 1992 my outer life went backwards. I suppose this was due to the fact that I had to open myself for the inner life. Once a week, just at midnight, God started dictating me. From midnight till 3 o'clock in the morning. Every time exactly three hours. My notebook was in front of me, I was writing, afterwards I leave my pen and I wake up in the morning to read what I have written. In fact I should have been awake during those hours as what I have written is not a translation and I knew what I was writing and why. But in the morning the lines are unknown to me and I again start realizing what I have written just to assure myself that everything is extremely correct, true and clear. I got more than 3400 recipes. Literally sent by "heaven". Nothing of what I have received can be found and read in a book because it is not written by a human - it is given by God. Human is only the hand that has written it.