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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