Friday, 24 January 2014

Crying


I'm in a church, with jude, dad and a friend.

Jude and dad are in the middle of the church. They are receiving some
special healing. I feel I need healing too, so I do a yoga pose, and
it makes my friend start to cry and when she does it makes me cry.
When I cry it makes my dad and jude start to cry. The room is filled
with this healing energy that flows through us, cleansing and
purifying our hearts.

I am told to grow lots of douglas fir. I see the leaves of it and it
is like a sycamore. I say to my mum, this is sycamore, not douglas fir
but she insists it is douglas fir. She gets out an identification book
to prove to me what it is.


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