5th little piglet returned home safely feeling the richest person in the world.
Two weeks around the warmest, kindest, most hospitable,fun loving, sincere, honourable, humble people I could ever wish to be with. Many I had never met before. These people could be put in a category that many people are currently seeing as a threat.
However I only speak of the people I met. We are all individual personalities.Such wise words picked up during my May holiday....." Not to judge people by their religion. Judge them by their aura".

Last three weeks no energy work, no meditation practice.
Inner voice very quiet but at times of deep thinking some was coming through. ( a reminder of part of signature picked up once... " She is part of your deepest thoughts".)

Had gone to bed one night thinking how quiet things had become and thinking of intuition. If ever I was to develop good intuition would I loose this inner voice I hear? I never want to loose it. I woke up with no dream recall but picked up.." The Subconscious Allows Free Thinking".

One night I had been overwhelmed by the warmth around me given off by these people .... The cuddles and kisses from the children also.
I woke to seeing a certificate with a name on it and where the specialised subject would be written were the words ..GOD FINDER..

Woke one morning to singing. Just caught the last two words. " heavens plane."

My ugly side was pointed out in a dream two days before the event which saved any bad feelings.
2 days before holiday a short dream . I'm in the back of a car and someone is in the drivers seat and points out two people across the road and tells me to look at them.
I see a very ugly woman shouting to someone. A male approaches her. I got the feeling they were related. She shouts at him . I got the feeling he had dissapeared somewhere and she was angry with him but I also got the feeling that he was trying to explain where he had been and it was not his fault. ( in the dream I just seemed to know )
What stood out here was just how ugly the woman was.

So , 2 days later at Charles De Gaulle airport waiting at the notice board for info to tell us which gate to go to. Finally, the information is displayed. What does HB do? Decides to go to the toilet first. DOWNSTAIRS.
He was away ages. I couldn't believe he could do this. He had had ample time. People who were waiting also had all now dissapeared. Could feel myself getting hotter and hotter, tensing up, we were going to miss the flight, how stupid. Trying to decide what words I could use on him to get the message across.
Suddenly once again during a thought free moment the dream popped into my head. This was me!!!! I was the ugly woman. My ugly side represented by ugly features.
Just in time I relaxed muscles that had become tense, completely chilled, decided that if he had suddenly decided he needed the loo then he had to go.( I of all people should understand that)decided we have plenty of time, we aren't going to miss the flight.
He arrived back, I smiled and we went on our way with ample time.