This is in my reminders. I’ve shared this with a few people and they asked if I had this published. I said no. In light of that, I thought I would share this with the Skool communities I am in: In my dream, I kept crying out to my soul. Help me to help myself. I was like a piece of saran wrap trying to untangle myself. Divided but whole, yet getting tangled trying to separate two sides. The difference between heaven and hell is thinking your God and knowing you are God. God doesn't need to prove he is God in order to love himself. He just loves and loves and loves. The hell that is created, is forgetting how to love.