Last night I had a dream...I woke up heartbroken. The dream begins with a young man wearing fatigues who is packing to go away. His wife is watching, she asks where it is that he will be going. He gives her a look and says "Iraq." I feel as if I am the woman in the dream but she looks nothing like me. He says he will be patrolling on the ground as a foot soldier. They both want to talk about death but don't know what to say...he tells her “The others are at the bars in town." He is spending his last night with his wife. She looks at him and says "I can break your arm" and she means it! He says "It won’t do any good I would still have to go...arms heal." The lights go out and he lies next to her fully clothed in uniform. He lies his head on her chest, so much they want to say and so little they can talk about without breaking down and crying. She wants to be strong; she kisses his forehead and tells him when he is there that he has to keep his focus. She tells him to imagine chocolate ice cream with chocolate fudge, how it tastes and feels. He says he can see it and she says to go to that place in his head and focus only on home, coming home. Soldiers that return home safely are guided by intuition and gut feelings. "Focus on coming home" she says.

I wake up with my heart hurting...it felt real. I felt like I had walked in someone else's shoes...I couldn't fall back to sleep with this pain in my heart, knowing that this was happening to two people I don't know, right now! Not being able to see, feel or discuss the pain. Shutting down all systems (chakras) to survive.

If we are going to bring heaven here to earth we are going to have to keep our energy flowing, all of our chakras open. Every time we feel blocked we are stopping the flow. How can inspiration work through us if our hearts or closed? We have to do this together, there is no other way.

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Peace,

Dena Marie