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Last night my doggies got into a notepad that my husband left outside. There was shredded paper eVeRyWhErE!!! So this morning I start picking them up and in sequence on separate torn pieces of paper, in my own hand writing, I saw the phrase…
“The ocean is the mind opened”
And that’s the first time future me spoke to present me, and present me listened.