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I was being held over a cliff watched by a group of my peers. Across the sky I could see my ancestors in the clouds so vividly.
My peers were all wearing pink and holding white flowers to represent the love and abundance I was being granted access to from this sacred ceremony.
Holding me was my Higher Self in her finest glory. Behind her was my oldest ancestor whom I knew little about. Her image grayed out as to keep her identity a secret but the intense energy she was a blind man could see.
Being held high for that long made me anxious and I could feel a shift coming. Before I could take another breath I was gracefully handed off to the air. Flowing in downward slow motion, I quickly landed in the middle of my peers.
I didn’t hit the ground or have anything to catch my fall. I came to a swift halt 7 inches from the ground and levitated in air.
I was now wondering if I would be trampled.
I closed my eyes and said a quick prayer.
As soon as opened them, I was sitting on a throne.
Healthy, happy, and humble as I had successfully navigated another dark knight of the soul.
I am so grateful for the prophetic dreams I’ve been experiencing.
Gratitude to the Most High for the gift of seeing beyond the shadows and through the stars.