"If you have a problem or desire a healing, try this exercise before falling asleep. Catch yourself at that point just before you fall asleep - between waking and sleep. Imagine bathing yourself with the healing orange light. You then can ask the Inner Master to help you regain spiritual balance by saying, "If it's for the good of all concerned and doesn't interfere with my spiritual growth, would you please heal me?" Then holding that thought, drift into sleep." - Harold Klemp

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This morning I listened to song a friend sent me a year ago. I was on the Michigan Ave bus, to my friend's graduation. The song explains a homing instinct when home is not a place you are able to return to. I thought about home--everyone who has made a vessel out of my body, when language was not satisfying enough, and we needed to reflect the entire sky. (I listened to the song a second time, for an image to cling to.) Blog, I also talked to my mom today. We talked about a lot of things, including where I might go next and what to do with my books, which are the only things I am thinking about keeping from here. I am not too worried, I got a lot of tattoos in Chicago. My body has been marked many times; each an attempt at creating a language for love, pushed into flesh. There are a few I remember the pain of: the lavender on my hand; the bird on my leg; the egg between my stomach and chest.

Note: wake up in in the middle of the night to ask the stars, what does it does it feel like to detach your jaw and swallow another animal whole?