Close Encounters of the Healing Kind
I went to sleep thinking about what I would write about today. As I often do, I asked my inner Self for any help on what to write about. Usually, I wake up with clear guidance and proceed. Today, I woke up to the phone ringing as a dear friend was calling me. We talked for about 45 minutes, and it was like a therapy session. For fifteen years we have taken turns being supportive of each other.