Friday, August 01, 2003

I’ve been having a difficult time sleeping lately, and when I do it seems that all of my dreams are anxiety based and draining.
I love my mom and think healing thoughts for her throughout my day- and before I go to “sleep”. I try to envision my hand a healing tool, and I reach inside her body, grab hold of her lungs and the cancerous growth attached, and I massage them…as I do this, the tumor shrinks a little at a time.
After this massage, I hug my mom, rub her hair and sign off with our good night code- “night, sweet-dreams, I love you”, then I kiss her goodnight.


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