“To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.” — Allen Ginsberg

 When you are alone and no one is there, I want you to go to the middle of the room, make that room as silent as can be, the evening would be best when there’s less activity outside. In that quietness I want you to raise your arms up high, and I want you to sing out loud: ’Angels in this room, I love you. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being with me all my life. Thank you for laughing with me and crying with me.’ I want you to feel the tingling in your arms when they say thank you back: 'I love you...'

What a gift for you...

Kryon