Last night, I spent a decent amount of time on energy work to balance things out. I had quite a headache from the crying, and knew from experience that I would be sicker in the morning if I didn’t do something. So I did the energy bounce technique of Robert Bruce, first along the length of my body, then through my head in various directions. I felt quite a bit better then. I tried also to do a conscious astral projection, but it wasn’t working, which is ok.
As I was falling asleep, I kept seeing differences in light, though my eyes were closed. I have a feeling that eventually these light differences will turn into images, but that remains to be seen. At one point Carrie got up to go to the bathroom. I went back to bed, but shortly after I thought I heard her call my name from the other room. I asked her what, but then got up to see if she was still in the bathroom. I don’t know what the voice was, as it could have simply been my imagination. That was the only real voice I heard last night, which is actually a bit abnormal as of late.
Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up again. I don’t recall any dreams from that time, but I woke up with a sense of peace. It was a conscious sense of peace, very different from other times I’ve gone to bed after an emotional evening. I don’t know where it came from, as I have no recollection of what happened in my sleep, but I am grateful for it just the same.
Peace. It’s quite a gift.
