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Wednesday, December 17, 2014

WATER SEED OF FIRE. CREATIVE TENSION

THE SACRED FOLLOWS ME AND I AM GRATEFUL. 

THE SECOND I FORGET THAT, I FEEL THE STRETCH AND I FEEL TORN. 

I COME BACK TO MYSELF AND THE MOMENT, AND I AM IN THE ARMS OF PURPOSE, PLAN, AND DIRECTION.

 I FEEL PLACE WITHIN ME. YESTERDAY MY SWEET SON, WHO IS A NURSE, ON HIS WAY TO WORK, WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT AND IS UNCONSCIOUS FOM A SEVERE HEAD INJURY. 

THE REST OF HIS BODY IS FINE. HE IS THE DEAREST AND SWEETEST OF MEN AND I HAVE NEEDED TO BE WITH HIM IN A WAY THAT ALLOWS HIM TO HEAL FROM THE INTERIOR PORTALS OF HIS DEEPEST DESIRES. 

I HAVE SURRENDERD MY MIND TO HIS, SO I CAN YIELD TO THE DIVINE ALCHEMY OF HIS HEALING. 

I AM 1100 MILES AWAY FROM HIS BODY, SO I MUST ELIMINATE DISTANCE IN MY MIND, AND KNOW THAT I CAN TOUCH HIM AND HEAL HIM FROM ANY WHERE. 

I YIELD TO THIS AND LET GO OF THE NEED FOR PERMISSION.

I AM A NAVIGATOR RAVEN AND MY FLIGHT ELIMINATES DISTANCE. 

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