The fall brings changes again. Traveling through time, the cycles make themselves known. The pattern becomes so clear it is invisible. I can see through the veil. Eye real*Eyes, Eye am alive inside the dream. Eye can change the dream but there is no need. The dream is e*X*Actly how Eye wish it to be. My re*Membering Mates make it clear, Eye can trust the source and be at peace, The re*Membering is here.
Today's thank you goes to these re*Membering Mates of mine, my soul brother Cam and my soul mate, my loving husband, Baba. Thank you for all you do, for all the thank yous I may forget to say to day, thank you for helping me find The Tumbleweed Cabaret. In trust from the holy road. Your re*Membering Mates, Holy How*l and Dharma.
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