I dreamed I was in my mother's bedroom- and and it was full of spirits. Some of the spirits were attending her as she lay in bed and some of them were attending me. Hers were mostly women, mine were mostly men. I thought, "This is splendid. I can finally see spirits. This is how things ought to be." They weren't diaphanous or ghostly but quite solid-seeming people; with strong, individuated faces. The ones who were attending me introduced themselves- and I wish I could remember who they all were, but I can't except that they were from the past- and one of them was a Roman- not a stereotypical Roman in toga or military garb but a peasant farmer who could have been from almost any period- in rough, practical, working clothes...
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Epstein-Related
The British Prime Minister struggles to hold onto his job. He pretends he didn't know things he must have known and which it was his business to…
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Blood On Blood
Big bust-up yesterday with a family member. I'm not going into details. The pot has been simmering on the hob for years. It's a relief that…
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Parent And Child
Parent and adult child- that's such a difficult relationship. They may not even like one another but..... .....The parent wants to control the…
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