Feb. 29
I just now took a photo of my hand on the door handle of an open door. I traced the image. I felt "go through."
So I do. I don't see things (yet?), just open light space. I have a thought that I'm in my own Room of Requirement. My life is my Room of Requirement is a thought that comes to me.
Ask.
Fill.
See.
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