I had an old Chinese monk appear in my dream last night. He reached high and grabbed a twig from a bamboo grove. Then he pointed to a cloud over Mount Kunlun. He smiled and told me to plant the twig directly beneath the cloud a few inches beneath the earth, and there would soon grow the most beautiful flower. This flower, he said would return at sunrise every day.
I was perplexed. "How would bamboo grow a flower?"
he replied, "young grasshopper knows that all things magical come in twos. When two come together a transformation takes place, and what becomes is birthed through great mystery."
I thought to myself, "ahh, great Scott, he will find rain where he places his twig atop the mountain. And there two will come together in the most beautiful matrimony. And the great mystery will unfold like the petals of a flower. A flower that neither Scott or Victoria ever knew before."
blessings to you both!!!
Ando
Sunday, December 6, 2009
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