a dream. he appeared in my dream. i did not know him. did not exchange words or comments with him directly. yet the man whom they called baron ectar appeared in my dream. he spoke. i cannot tell you what he said, specifically. just - peace, and light and tranquility filled the spaces in between the breath of his spirit and mine. i awoke only knowing that a strange man had visited me in my dream. and only knowing this surreal sense of peace which trailed in his mist. and feeling as though i should share ... share this experience with certain individuals.
and so, i must.
Sunday, April 08, 2007
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This means challenging my self to compassionate, encouraging, genuine and hostile-free exchanges. It also means contemplating my reaction to the thoughts, feelings and expressions of others, prior to acting upon them. 
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