I had a dream the other night about a stone talking to me. I was at a beach with a lot of stones. I picked up one, and it asked me “what species are you?”. (not with words, but anyways, like talking) I was surprised, but the stone explained that…

Look at you. Look at the way you stand there, as a body in this universe. Waiting to enter the Sisters Home. Waiting just like me. To sense the unsensuous. The impossible dream. Waiting for the wonderful honesty. Look at that body. Look at this body. Capturing the YOU inside…