I am flying over portugal, and seeing the land below me, a bit like
google satellite. I am looking for good bits of land. I have the
ability to fly low enough to see the houses and the trees (a bit like
google satellite ) and also go up really high. I am drawn to this bit
of land between 2 bits of woodland, and between 2 towns in the north.
It is almost right on the boarder with north spain. I need to go here.
There are yurts here.
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I am shown a period from history, relating to hungary. There are giant
floods in france and hungary and it is washing all the soil away. I am
living through these floods and it is chucking down buckets of rain
every day, until there are rivers as wide as mountain sides, which
torrent over everything, taking out buildings, trees, eroding soil. I
am told that this flooding is caused because of the war. Mother earth
has sent flooding to wash away all the fighting and bloodshed. She is
weeping torrents of tears to purge herself of the pain.
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I am finding loads of medicinal and edible mushrooms. Matake is the main one i am finding.
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