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Moon Phase = 1st Quarter
Waxing toward half | Weather = Sunny, chance of rain | Current books = Man in the Iron Mask - Alexandre Dumas
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July 31, 1998
No fonts...no self - made wavs...no paint program.....I CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS!!!!!!!! lol.
What does the smallest part of you want to do?
I travel down; down, down - down through myself to the deepest levels where my true self resides. There are many barriers on this journey; many walls, many traps. I sidestep and avoid them all. I finally get to the last wall - a beautiful fire opal wall. I t shines with the radiance of both itself and of soul fire. It seems to be a formidable boundary - but in reality, it is illusion. I know it is - I walk through it.
Once inside, I am temporarily blinded by the brilliance of the soul fire. I wait, patiently, until my senses adjust to the light. Only then do I address my question.
"Dearest One, what is it that you desire to do - with all your being?"
"That is an intriguing question. Why do you ask it?"
"I wish to know what you desire."
"I do not know."
"Well, ask yourself."
"I wish to travel."
"What kind of travel? There are many kinds."
"I wish to travel and record what I see - in art, in words - whatever way I can."
"Wow - sort of like, Blue Highways?"
"Yes, exactly. Perhaps put a spiritual spin on things."
"Ah - in what context?"
"It's kind of hard to say without having one to begin with, isn't it?"
"Ah, yes. You're right."
"I'd like to travel the mountains - learn the stories, the legends. Learn. That is all."
"Thank you, Lady. You honor me with your response."
"Very well."
With that, I am back outside the opal wall. I make my way back - through the barriers and useless traps (why would they keep me in?) and I am back. There is a certain lightness about myself. I am happy.
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