Dads

Saturday nights meditation was surreal.  I had a clear sign to be on the look out for a full moon, reddish color, and lightning bolts.  I have no idea what any of this means.  But I'm on the lookout.

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Later that night I had a dream about my dad and my good friend's father (good friend:  Anakin) who recently passed away.   Anakin feels like he didn't do enough for his father to make his father's life happier.  The guilt is enormous.  In the dream both Anakin and I kept traveling back in time to change our father's respective destiny.  No matter how vast our efforts, the outcome remained the same.  Anakin's father died.  My dad lost his battle with cancer.  Then a voice came through, gentle and firm, the voice of God.

The message:  We tried to send your fathers so many signs, so many messages to change the outcome of their respective lives.  All we wanted was for them to be happy.  They ignored us, continuously for the remainder of their lives.  Child, there is nothing you could have done.  We are here to support you.  We are always here.  Let your life be one where you follow your intuition, listen to your higher self, and listen to us because all we want is for your happiness.