“My child, my love, I need your voice. I need your words. They have forgotten the truth. Tell it to them.”
So has spoken the Being of Light in my dream. For two nights in a row now.
The first time I woke full of trembling.
The second time I woke sobbing with loneliness.
Why can’t I just have normal dreams?
I don’t even know why I’m posting this, except that I feel like I’m about to fly apart and need some place to put the story.
Those of you readers who pray, please pray for clarity for me. I am in sore need of it.