Dear Lover No.9,
I have admired you from afar. Last night that Afar turned into Amen.
How lucky and how beautiful am I? Yes Lover - i'm that lucky and i'm that beautiful.
Adieu,
O
Thursday, 20 November 2008
Dear Lover No.9
Posted by
Miss Orla
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Miss Orla
Painted using Meditating Remote Viewing
When do you sense your Ancestors watching over you?
About Me
Steps to Spirit Singing
Every morning I meditate and sing.
I get into a comfortable position.
Sometimes I’m sat under a blossoming tree or standing in my kitchen waiting for my tea to brew – feeling comfortable is key.
I take slow deep breaths, getting the air into my lungs, filling them from the top to the diaphragm.
I let my mind drift to loved ones and happy moments, allowing smiles and giggles to come out.
When I feel warm and safe a note appears from my lips. A pure golden sound that feels and tastes wonderful as it pours from my mouth, like a beam of golden light.
My mind merges with the sound and this sounds forms into song.
I get into a comfortable position.
Sometimes I’m sat under a blossoming tree or standing in my kitchen waiting for my tea to brew – feeling comfortable is key.
I take slow deep breaths, getting the air into my lungs, filling them from the top to the diaphragm.
I let my mind drift to loved ones and happy moments, allowing smiles and giggles to come out.
When I feel warm and safe a note appears from my lips. A pure golden sound that feels and tastes wonderful as it pours from my mouth, like a beam of golden light.
My mind merges with the sound and this sounds forms into song.
Wanda Keenan
Manager
Today’s Séance Song
Don’t set your expectations low, aim for the stars for the blue in the sky, keep your heart open, no need to feel fear, the answer is yellow, it sits near the light, the answer can be counted, will fill with delight.