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"Whatever You believe (truly believe) will work for You ...................... is working for You."
Myrddin

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Myrddin
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"A belief is just a habit of thought."
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Wednesday, March 27, 2013


03/26/13

Today:

Finding Our wings

Wizard's Log Star-date: 03:55:14 AM

Good morning. We do not remember much or anything from Our dreams but We are mostly still dreaming. We like being able to learn how to do this. We like feeling that We can give OurSelf permission to be out of focus in 3D. That was a difficulty, We hated to wake because it meant We had to leave reality to return to the limitation illusion hologram. Another bit of programing. If We had not learned that We can not fly, We would still be flying. If We had not learned that We can not live in Our dream worlds, We would still be living in All those places and lives.

This feeling and train of thought is a nice way to wake.

We still have not had Our rider for Our early noon section so We subbed on another route during that time. There were several different schools. It is interesting how different kids connect. One little boy (he is the only rider) looked at Me and We could tell he was thinking:”Who the ….... are You?” We said to him: “We're different huh?” He was fine after that.

At another school a couple of different girls wanted Our attention. One just wanted to connect other was having a bad time because a door at the school had shut on her, hitting her. She was fine Once she had a bit of attention.

Later, after most of the students had been dropped she was using her coat as wings. When We mentioned flying she really got into it. The only other student on the bus was another girl who heard Us and joined in the fun. We All practiced flapping Our wings (coats) and flying.

She (or One of the other kids) took Us to an altered state and We are having a bit of trouble getting/being here enough to function even though We do not have to drive. We like it and just hope no One thinks We are sleep walking.

Back on Our regular route the boy in the wheelchair is warming up to Us. We found that he can talk, at least to some extent but he talks about what matters to him (We have found this with other students previously too). Stupid questions like “how was Your day?” do not merit words or any response in his estimation. He does like smiles and waving and a bit of playing peek-a-boo.

After that section We are still mostly somewhere/somewhen else. It will be interesting to be with Our world/portal creators and dimensional travelers in this state.

Our middle school section was quieter than usual. A couple of students were playing video games and the other were absorbed in “themSelves”. Interesting to observe differences in behaviour. We connected more with this group than We had.


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