It’s been a rough morning, and I mean excruciating.
I’m sensitive to the energies, and I’m also suffering from some pretty severe hip pain. It’s my own fault, I’m stubborn as hell and I sit in the same position for hours at a time, writing. I won’t do opioids and I’ve been trying to ease the pain with homeopathic remedies, to no avail.
In my research this morning, I see this.
It isn’t the first time I’ve vibed with John, on a level that’s impossible to explain, if not at times frightening.
I see this and I can’t stop crying, because when times get impossible out here in the war zone I turn to John-in prayer. I pray to God but I talk to John, telepathically.
I’ll order that arnica, right away, sir.