The Gifts of God

Many years ago I had a dream. In my dream, I was visited by, well Someone. If I were Hindu I might call her Kali. But thinking about her now, I’m inclined to think it was Kuan Yin the Buddhist Bodhisattva of Compassion. She offered me two gifts, the gift of healing and the ability to travel anywhere at will. I prayed that these gifts be withheld; I said that I was afraid that I would become proud. Actually I was just afraid.

Turns out, the gifts of God can be buried in our dark sub-basement, but not refused. I’ve been trying to figure out how best to use these gifts ever since.

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