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Well it is not my choice for wind sounds, but I have them. Nature is providing major wind storms and as I sit in my meditation seat, I feel the wind moving the house beneath me. The house shudders. It howls and whines. Altho it is not my preference, I accept it and flow with it and love it.
It tells me the secrets of the universe and of time at hand when it will not be so pleasant but necessary. I accept the requirement of challenge and sit in my preparation.
It is coming, my friends. It is coming. the wind tells the story of the near future when all that is revealed brings down the current structure. We fall. We fall. We fall.
Do not be alarmed, we are falling from denial and recovering to the divine. We are free. We are free. We are free.
Z
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