Acting Like Idiots

(From August 17, 2014) I’m in a big room somewhere, where there are people involved in different activities. I see a tall ladder type, like for diving boards?, with a swing (similar to those used over water) hanging from the top. People in line are waiting for a girl to take her turn. She is not in line. Instead, she is singing. I go over to her to ask why she doesn’t go. She responds, “fear”, then continues singing. I start to ask another question, but see that it’s useless. I tell the people around her, wanting to help her, … Continue reading Acting Like Idiots

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As I lay in bed, I did a mental scan of my body, cleaning out any blockages I felt. Right after doing so, I saw a content country couple, sitting in their rocking chairs, on their porch. The man says to me, “You’re next.” My first thought of this meaning was of me getting the house and land that I have been envisioning. I responded, “I’ll be there.” I was on tumblr, and the last photo I saw was of a horse with a blue border around it. It had something to do with a celebration, or congratulating someone. Continue reading Next