When my writing addiction truly unlocked, my reading addiction seemed to naturally take a back seat.

Teachers beyond the veil began to communicate with me.

I would write something and then come across an eerily similar phrasing or pattern in a book that I had never read.

It was as if I was tuning into a radio station and the signal was crystal clear.

The noise was being quieted.

I was learning to listen and to hear without judgement.

I was being led.

I was paying the price of admission with my presence.

Wholeness in the moment.

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