This morning I was dreaming of Narada, he came to me as an Incan/Aztec Saint and could grow and shrink. He was brown skinned and had a golden shine and white teeth sparkled with his smile. He told me to sing devotional Love songs, that my gratefulness has been graced with the boon of this talent. I hugged him close to my Heart, ecstatic. He is Dream walking between the worlds ... he plays his flute rapturously in my Heart, even now I am swooning ... teetering on the edge of forever
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