The Sky Remembers You – star whispers between the lines
“There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors.” - Jim Morrison A Shift in the Pattern With all the chaos and upheaval unfolding daily, my interaction with the guides has taken a new turn. I’ve been told they’re going to be interacting more, and that I should expect changes. Naturally, I asked if it was something I’d be aware of. Telepathically, they responded: “It requires actual interaction. And an operation of sorts.” I didn’t overanalyze it. I just asked, “Will it hurt?” “You won’t remember it.” That was good enough for me. If I’m not meant to remember, then there’s likely a reason for that. Still, something has shifted. Last week, I woke in the middle of the night to see a thin line of red and blue lights pulsing in the dark. I blogged about it later. At first, I tried to dismiss it. A reflection, maybe? But there were no windows. The room is normally pitch black. And yet, there it was: a visitor. [ Link to t...
