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The Journal of Alison McKenzie Things are quiet
08/25/2008 09:45 a.m.
2:18 am. Things are quiet at my house. It's raining, and the smell of freshly cleansed air - so fragrant.
I PMS'd a little this month, but I think my prayer "to whom it may concern" was heard....lol. No mood challenges nearly as drastic as during other periods of late, and the thought of marriage didn't torture me at all. What a relief! I'm sure Miah was grateful as well!!!
I feel a flux, you know, waiting for a new phase to fade into being. I don't feel particularly anxious about it like I have in the past when I knew that I knew my life was shifting into another gear entirely. Maybe that comes with age, the sensation of observing rather than expecting and anticipating. I don't know. It's strange, but not in an unpleasant way.
Well, sleepiness is kicking back in, so I'll be off to dreamland now. I've put out a request to have a visit with my guide and perhaps an elder during dreamtime. I'd like to get to the bottom of a couple of things in my life, eventually, and from what I've read, it is possible to visit those temples of knowledge on the other side while we are still on this side of the veil. We'll see how my request works out.
I am currently Refreshed
I am listening to the rain
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