Diary Extracts from a Tropical Nomad – III

I went to bed that night hoping to meet someone to share some experiences with. There’s a great power in manifesting but there’s also another great power underlying your experiences. Sometimes what you need comes to you in a way that seems like it’s the complete opposite of what you wanted.

Diary Extracts from a Tropical Nomad

I had a dream last night that an enormous tidal wave was coming, it was a mile high. You could see it coming from miles away. I was with Nikki (sister) and Joe (her husband). We hid in the house which seemed to be Mountfields Drive (where I grew up) as it approached. I was absolutely certain I would die and just felt acceptance about it.