What’s It Like?

You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like?

It’s inside a large cozy fully equipped three level a frame! Large windows perfectly placed. When the place is closed there was no outside noise at all. A loud quiet. When anything at all is open the outside sounds gently rush inside to play! This perfect space is in a wooded wilderness. Equip with friends that love being there as much as I do with reading and writing materials in tow!

In My Dreams

… last night I dreamed of going to my childhood home. I drove & had a difficult time parking (parallel & couldn’t get close & even with the curb). My Dad was in the passenger seat. I walked right on in. Everything from ceiling to floor was red green and yellow. Like confetti. Even the furniture. The energy in the apartment was bad. My mother and sister were there and their energy was bad. My mother was afraid of her. I tried several times to speak with my mother but she wouldn’t commit to a conversation in fear of her. I eventually left since I couldn’t the nostalgia outta the dream/apartment I was hoping to get. Not sure what happened after that!

Set Up

Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech?

… is what I was being, decades before I was in the least bit aware of it. It was thorough too. Permeating all relatives, my closest friends, associates, husbands, children, grandchildren, reaching even my great grandchildren. It’s ALL about ‘taking’, where the ‘setter uppers’ are concerned. Collectors and controllers of people is what they are. Doing the same, and more, to those under their control. Some may never know what happened to them. Many will sense the offenses of it all but won’t look into it, never to see it for what it really is. Very few will bravely walk through and out of the madness and come out the other end of it beat up but much more solid and a great deal stronger. Bottom line is, you stand to lose a lot of people. Good! They ain’t really your people.