Tracey
Tracey, Like Popeye I Am what I Am. I gues that applies to how I Am also. Things are in constant flux, yet the song remains the same.
Odd I had read thru that string earlier today and somehow missed your butterfly story. I had a wild butterfly dream the past week or so, where I followed two butterflies that led me to a room where I ended up dancing with a woman who could morph. I recognized her as she morphed like she had several identities and we merged into one and danced and danced as we spiraled through many lifetimes.
Yes we shared the butterfly dream and a few others huh? actually my butterfly led me to your energy thingy. Why is my butterfly not feeling good? My pink heart is with you.
Anthony
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Tracey, Like Popeye I Am what I Am. I gues that applies to how I Am also. Things are in constant flux, yet the song remains the same.
Odd I had read thru that string earlier today and somehow missed your butterfly story. I had a wild butterfly dream the past week or so, where I followed two butterflies that led me to a room where I ended up dancing with a woman who could morph. I recognized her as she morphed and we merged into one and danced and danced as we spiraled through many lifetimes.
Yes we shared the butterfly dream and a few others huh? actually my butterfly led me to your energy thingy. Why is my butterfly not feeling good? My pink heart is with you.
Anthony