Friday, May 10th, 2024.
2:41AM.
“You know what? You’d be really good at scrying,” she said.
“You mean…looking at reflections in the water?” I questioned, remembering a brief spell of time when I did this as a kid.
“Hmmm….sometimes,” she was thinking deeply about it, now.
“More like with a black mirror,” she said, finally.
But…I hate mirrors.
The lights flickered.
“You’ll ease into it,” she continued. “I know you’re not meditating. Not the way you should be. But you’re receiving the messages.”
Crap. She caught me.
“Write as much as you can. And also write when you’re really tired…don’t read it right away. Read it when you wake up.”
Sigh.
“Even if it doesn’t make sense…” she continued, saying the same thing she’s been telling me for years, as my mind started to wander off.
Smoke….and mirrors.
“…All in the way things are worded…” her voice sounded almost far away now.
Illusions shattered.
“I feel like I’m going crazy,” I told her.
“It’s about to get crazier,” she quipped back at me, oh so matter-of-factly.
Speaking in riddles.
“You know how we have to wear glasses, because our eyesight is so bad?”
But we can see clearly.
The end.
I don’t know how I can ever repay you for opening my eyes.
Thank you.
Black Moon Lilith 🌙 
I can’t say I truly understand everything you said here, but clearly it gave you something you needed, and thats what matters most. 😊
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Thank you for that, your kind words are always so much appreciated 😊🙏 And it’s an ancient divinatory practice.
The Art of Black Mirror Scrying: Guiley, Rosemary Ellen: 9780986077807: Amazon.com: Books
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Sounds intriguing! 😊
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Sounds like your inner voice is trying to get you motivated. And to remind you to meditate more! Good luck with the scrying, I’m sure you will see what you need to see.
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We all need meditation! Haha 😆 and thank you, I definitely appreciate that! 🙏 my inner voice talks too dang much sometimes, lol
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You’re always welcome Laura, thank you for your insightful posts! I agree on us all needing meditation, it does a body good 👍 and your inner voice is just trying to help lol even if it does rattle on 😂
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🙏 awww so glad you like them! Haha yes, we should all be listening to our higher self, if we can. 😊
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Love the thought process, you’ve hatched your words. ☺️ Keep staying awesome! ☺️✍🏻✌🏻
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Thank you Alex! 😊 and you too, always awesome! 👏 👏
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Black mirror is often used for connecting with spirits. Interesting practice; I’m keeping my fingers crossed for you, finding confidence on your path 🙂
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Yes ma’am, very much so! 😊
And thank you 🙏 I know I can talk to you about it and you have a very vast and deep understanding as well 😊
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Quite profound, that guidance about glasses. A subtle shift of awareness that changes everything. ❤
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Thank you, ❤️ yes I thought that was an interesting one. You have to rely on some other types of perception when your eyesight is as bad as mine! 😆
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hah 🙂
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Fantastic post!
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Thank you! 😊
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I really like this. It’s like a riddle, I’ll have to reread the post to get all the answers you’ve put into this. And as usually, what we write contains more than we intended to put in there in the first place.
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That’s very true. There’s a lot of hidden information in my posts, sometimes 😊
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L <3VE This Laura ❤ !!! The image is awesome, and I’m obsessed with mirrors … Your intuitiveness is just an extra bonus for the amazing gifts you possess !! 🙂
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Thank you so very much for that! Mirrors scare me, but they reflect back so much, and it’s time to move past whatever fears I have and go on ahead forward! 😊 ❤️
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