I'm with a group of peers, from all around the world. They are about my own age, and they are members of my soul kin. Some of them I have not met yet in ordinary reality but I will do. We are being assessed and instructed by one of our soul tutors. He is a soul tutor to all of us, and teaches us in dreams and in ordinary reality.
He is talking to us about how pleased he is with our progress. He is telling us that he has never had such a strong bunch of people with such diverse skills. He wants us all to know about how great we are, and so he is complementing us on our gifts, strengths and talents.
After this he goes into a dark room and we can only see him through the glass, a shadowy outline, but the sun shines through a gap in the tinted glass right onto his face, illuminating up the worn wizened
features of his face.
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I am with a couple of friends and we have just got back to my house from being out. The front door is unlocked, I must have forgot to lock it. We go inside and all the stuff from the kitchen and sitting room has been stolen. I panic and tell my friends that it must be a bad dream, and proceed to wake myself up, which I do, and I am calm again.
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