I dreamed I was speaking with a female friend on the phone about helping each other and had so, so, so many crystals to re-pack in a suitcase. I was in a train station somewhere and I had gotten them out. I had at least 20 crystals and a selenite stick.
IRL, sometines I am in pain or very tired of people unconsciously replaying the same pattern of treating men's deeds, feelings, stories, actions, experiences as if they are the most important, leaving large segments of the population to wither from neglect.
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