grandmother's hand and walked into peace.
Again the two grandmothers commanded
the thunder as it struck across the horizon, I
knew that they were the ones who would
make this alteration complete. "Thank you,
grandmothers." I said as the second bolt let
my soul to another place.
Lying flat in the sky surrounded by
six spiritual guardians, they began to
perform mysterious levitations upon my
spirit. Programming new thought processes,
they were down-loading old programs from
my spirit, and correcting my imbalances in
thought, word, and deed. Altering
something near my crown chakra, I realized
that existence is like a blinking light,
momentarily passing from one place into yet
another more suitable to the path of
knowledge. As we pass, we give our vehicle
back to the realm chosen to guide us, so that
those who follow in our footsteps will find
the energetic clues we have left behind to
assist them in attaining their passage, just as
we, too, have found them. Returning the
gifts given to our souls from the realm that
harbors us in our sleep, the part of us that
dies returns to the ground, altering that
which is possible by remembering that
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