So I had that healing today. It was a combination of reiki and crystal healing. Her counsel has really helped me. Last night when I got home from work I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned and sweated and shivered. I threw my pillow on the floor and tried to sleep on the carpet and then on the tiles in the bathroom. Timon was sort of annoyed but I think he was nervous it was some bizarre ploy to avoid sleeping with him. It wasn’t. I thought it was just stress and nerves and the state of the room (chaotic) and perhaps the recycled air; the window in this damned motel won’t open. I blamed it on the copious portions of cocaine I had railed earlier but I realised tonight that yesterday was the eighth of February, the full moon. My body was rowdy and ready as per usual. I wept again to Madeleine, talking about my life. She relieved me of a lot of my fears and guilt. She tells me I’m a really strong person. I’m glad she sees that in her third eye because all I have shown her is a nervous, blubbering wreck. Next week I am spending a whole day with her ‘discovering my inner child’ whatever that might involve. I may write about these spiritual experiences with an air of scepticism however it must not be interpreted as contempt for I am just a novice in of the world beyond this realm and accept nothing but what I see and feel. I have just seen an felt too much to deny that the depth in the complexities of energy, its movements and what controls it is beyond generally accepted scientific ideas. Age of aquarius yo, and all that far out shit.
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