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THE TREE IS LIT UP AND ADORNED AND STANDS IN THE CORNER LIKE A DRAG ACT MAKING AN ENTRANCE ON STAGE IN A SMALL CLUB IN SCUNTHORPE. ON THE FLOOR LAY THE PRESENTS.. WRAPPED CAREFULLY AND THOUGHTFULLY.. FILLED WITH HOPE AND MAGIC! THE CHRISTMAS STOCKINGS HANG FROM THE FIRE PLACE.. SOFT RED VELVET AGAINST THE HARDNESS OF THE MANTELPIECE FILLED WITH CARDS FROM FRIENDS, RELATIVES AND PEOPLE THAT DON’T WANT YOU TO THINK BAD OF THEM…. ALL IS IN PLACE AND YOU POUR YOURSELF A LARGE ONE. A DRINK THAT IS. YOU PICK AT THE SHOP BOUGHT MINCE PIE…. COOKED BY SCROOGE HIMSELF MAYBE. WELL IT IS HAS THREE RAISINS AND A SULTANA AND PASTRY SIMILAR TO YOUR GRANNY’S BUNION… AND YET YOU HAVE A WARMTH IN YOUR HEART. YOU FEEL THE OLD FEELINGS OF ANTICIPATION AS CHRISTMAS APPROACHES.
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21ST DECEMBER… SOLSTICE. THE SHORTEST DAY OF THE YEAR AS THE DAWN BREAKS. THE NIGHT ENVELOPING THE CRISP SUNSHINE OF A WINTERS DAY. BEING REPLACED BY THE TWINKLING LIGHTS OF THE SHOPS AND DECORATIONS OF TOWNS AND VILLAGES ALL OVER THE WORLD. SONGS BEING PLAYED LIKE MEMORIES IN YOUR HEART AND ALL AT ONCE YOU FEEL LIKE YOUR ARE 7 AGAIN.. WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH YOUR MUM AND DAD AND RUNNING TO KEEP UP WITH THEM AS THEY SHOP FOR THE HOLIDAYS. YOU SEE BELOVEDS, THE FEELINGS NEVER REALLY GO DO THEY? THE EMOTION OF A FEELING STAYS FOREVER. HOW DEEPLY YOU LET IT AFFECT YOU IS UP TO YOU. IF YOU KEEP IT IN AND LET IT FESTER IT BECOMES LIKE A PRIZE FIGHTER BURSTING OUT OF HIS SHORTS TO GET INTO THE RING TO HIS OPPONENT. AND WHEN THAT CAN’T HAPPEN, WHEN YOU HOLD BACK EVEN FURTHER THE BLOOD SURGES WITHIN YOU. YOU BECOME LIKE THE CHRISTMAS HAM BOILING ON THE STOVE. YOU RUN ON THE ADRENALINE YOU SHOULD BE LETTING FLOW OUTWARDS…ANYWHERE BUT BACK INTO THE HEART OF OLD WOUNDS…OLD MEMORIES… AND OLD FEARS….
BUT I HEAR YOU SAY… I WILL ONLY PROJECT IT OUT TO SOME UNSUSPECTING RELATIVE OR FRIEND IF I DO!! I WILL RUIN THE CHRISTMAS RELAYING TO UNCLE BILL HOW I NEVER REALLY LIKE HIM… AND HOW NOW IS THE OPPORTUNE MOMENT TO TELL HIM.. WHILE KNOCKING BACK A SMALL EGG NOG.. GOD NO… THAT’S NOT THE WAY IS IT YOU THINK…. WE HAVE GOT TO KEEP UP THE MERRIMENT FOR EVERYONE’S SAKE AND WE MUST NOT SEEK TO HAVE QUIET MOMENTS WHERE WE ARE NOT VERY CHRISTMASSY.. JUST WARM AND STILL AND SILENT. WELL LET’S TURN IT ALL AROUND BELOVEDS.
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YOU ARE WEARING YOUR REINDEER JUMPER… COMPLETE WITH RED NOSE …ON RUDOLF NOT ON YOU LOL…(WELL LATER MAYBE)… AND YOU ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ANNUAL GATHERING. THE TURKEY ESSENCE WAFTS IN FROM THE KITCHEN… YOU HEAR WHOEVER IS IN CHARGE OF ITS BUTTER BASTING SCREAMING QUIETLY INTO THEIR CHRISTMAS APRON. GOD THE STRESS…. TO BE PERFECT AND TO LOOK LIKE IT DOES ON THE ADVERTS. NAN’S IN THE CORNER… SLIGHTLY PISSED BUT HAPPY… HER SPECTACLES ARE EVEN BIGGER THAN LAST YEAR. SHE NOW LOOKS LIKE ONE OF THOSE ICE ROAD TRUCKERS WITH HEADLIGHTS. EVERY LIGHT IN THE ROOM IS REFLECTED ON HER LENSES LOL. WHEN YOU DIRECT YOUR CONVERSATION TO HER YOU ARE NEVER ENTIRELY SURE SHE IS LOOKING BACK OR ABOUT TO MAKE A TRUCK STOP…
YOU HOLD YOUR GLASS FIRMLY IN YOUR GRIP SIPPING SLOWING TO MAKE THE LIQUID IN IT LAST LONGER. HOLD BACK HOLD BACK….KEEP SMILING.. IS YOUR MANTRA.. ENTER ANOTHER CHRISTMASSY RELATIVE OR FRIEND INTO THE ROOM. EVERYONE TURNS AND SMILES AND SHARES THEIR HAPPY CHRISTMASSES!!! AND THE ROOM FILLS WITH THE AIR OF PEOPLE IN NEW JUMPERS WITH FRESHLY COIFFURED HAIR AND SMILES GLOWING WITH DRINK AND CHRISTMAS CHEER. YOU FEEL AS IF YOU ARE AN ON LOOKER IN A WAY. HAPPY ENOUGH BUT NOT REALLY FEELING THE FEELINGS THEY ARE? OR ARE YOU MISCALCULATING THAT ONE BELOVEDS. YOU SEE WE ALL PLAY OUT OUR PARTS AND GO THROUGH THE RITUALS AS THAT IS THE WAY OF HUMAN BEINGS. ONLY THE BRAVE DARE TO BREAK THE MOLD. TO BE CAST ASIDE WITH DOING SOMETHING DIFFERENT. “WHAT MARY HAD NO TURKEY THIS YEAR.. REALLY? GOD DID SHE NOT ORDER IT IN TIME THE POOR LOVE. NO SHE’S GONE ALL VEGAN.. KNITS HER OWN UNDERWEAR AND EVERYTHING.. HER CHRISTMAS TREE WAS A MADE OUT OF ALL HER OLD ASTROLOGY MAGAZINES!! NO WAY… YES WAY!! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT SINEAD. SHE USED TO BE ON THE BALL WITH EVERYTHING. AND HER GRAVY REDUCTIONS WERE SECOND TO NONE…. NIGELLA DIDN’T COME CLOSE EVEN… CUE SAD FACES AS THEY THINK OF THEIR FRIEND WHO WAS MRS. CHRISTMAS HERSELF!! SHE EVEN HAD THE OUTFIT!!!
THE FIRE BURNS BRIGHTLY IN THE GRATE AND THE ROOM IS FULL OF CHRISTMAS CHEER AS THOSE ATTENDING GET READY TO SIT FOR THE FULL WORKS… THE TURKEY AND HAM AND ALL THE TRIMMINGS. FIDELMA.. THE HOST.. SHOUTS FROM THE KITCHEN. “SIT DOWN ALL OF YE… MAKE YERSELF FEEL TOTALLY AT HOME… I HAVE PLACED YOUR NAME PLACES WHERE YE ARE TO SIT AND HAVE INDIVIDUALLY MADE AND WRAPPED THE CHRISTMAS CRACKERS ON YER SIDE PLATE. SIT AND RELAX ALL OF YE… THE TENSION WAS LIKE A SLOW DRUM BEING BANGED OUT SLOWLY… BUILDING UP TO THE APPEARANCE OF THE STAR.. NOT FIDELMA.. THE TURKEY. MICK, HER HUSBAND WAS BEING HOST… KEEPING PEOPLE’S GLASSES FILLED WITH WARM CHEER AND TELLING EVERYONE HOW STRESSED ITS BEEN AT THE OFFICE .. WHAT WITH CHRISTMAS COMING AND EVERYTHING…. OVER HIS SHOULDER HE ABSENTMINDEDLY SHOUTS “FIDO (HIS NICKNAME FOR FIDELMA… A LITTLE JOKE BETWEEN THEM ONLY..) DO YE NEED A HAND WITH THE BIRD” NO MICK.. YOU KEEP EVERYONE ENTERTAINED SURE I’M GRAND. …INSIDE THE KITCHEN …. IT IS LIKE A SCENE FROM THE FILM…APOCALYPSE NOW… STEAMED UP WINDOWS… SHARP KNIVES LAY ON CHOPPING BOARDS… TEA TOWELS LIKE BLOODIED BANDAGES RESTED ON BACKS OF CHAIRS… THE SINK FILLED WITH WATER THAT WAS ONCE CLEAR BUT NOW A SLUDGY MURKY COLOUR… IN THE MIDST OF ALL OF THIS… FIDELMA.. IN HER BEST OUTFIT.. ONLY BOUGHT FROM MADAME “Ms” ON THURSDAY….AND HER CHRISTMAS APRON THAT MICK HAD LOVINGLY BOUGHT HER 25 YEARS AGO. FIDELMA WAS CLOSE TO THE EDGE… CLOSER THAN SHE HAD EVER BEEN IN HER MARRIED LIFE. INSIDE IN HER DINING ROOM STOOD MOST OF HER FAMILY AND FRIENDS… AND POLITELY SHE REFUSED THEIR OFFERINGS OF HELP AS SHE RAN THE MARATHON OF ALL MARATHONS.. THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS DINNER WITH A WELL STUFFED BIRD.
FIDELMA OPENED THE COOKER ..GINERGLY LOOKING IN AT THE SHINY REFLECTION OF TIN FOIL OUTFIT WORN BY THE 17KG BIRD. WITH HER BEST OVEN GLOVES SHE REACHED IN AND DREW IN A BREATH. .TAKING THE WEIGHT OF THE BIRD FILLED WITH STUFFING AND WALNUTS AND ..WELL JUST ABOUT ANYTHING SHE COULD LAY HER HANDS ON. FIDELMA LIFTED ITS NOW ALMOST 30KG WEIGHT (INCLUDING TURKEY JUICE) SHE DREW BACK HOLDING THE BEAST. IT WAS LIKE IT WAS MOCKING HER SHE THOUGHT. LAYING BACK IN THE TIN FILLED WITH THE BUTTER BASTING SHE HERSELF HAD LOVINGLY MASSAGED IT WITH.. BEADS OF SWEAT DRIPPED DOWN HER FACE. SHE PLACED ITS HEAVING WEIGHT ON THE WORK SURFACE…. IT WAS TIME SHE THOUGHT… TO REVEAL IT….SHE HELD THE FORK IN HER HAND AND PRODDED AT THE SIDE OF THE FOIL BIRD AND LIFTED OFF ITS CLOTHES. UNDERNEATH IT SHONE OUT LIKE AN AGING BRONZE SUNWORSHIPPER… PROUD AND VERY VERY BROWN. FIDELMA SIGHED OH THANK YOU JESUS.. I LOVE YOU. NOW IT WAS TIME TO BRING IN THE BIT PART PLAYERS IN THIS PRODUCTION.. THE ROAST POTATOES.. THE SPROUTS.. THE CRANBERRIES…. ALL JUST NON SPEAKING PARTS TO THE STAR ITSELF…. THE TURKEY. FIDELMA POURED HER WELL REDUCED GRAVY INTO THE VINTAGE GRAVY BOAT AND ALL WAS WELL IN HER WORLD. SHE WAS EUPHORIC. IT WAS LIKE SHE HAD ACHIEVED CELEBRITY STATUS WITH HER PRODUCTION!!!
SET THE SCENE… FIDELMA MAKES HER ENTRANCE WITH THE BRONZE BIRD TO A WAITING AUDIENCE FILLED WITH THE CONTENTS OF HER DRINKS CABINET. “OH MICK… COULD YE JUST GIVE US A QUICK HAND…. (NO ANSWER… JUST THE HUM OF PEOPLE LAUGHING… FIDELMA RAISES HER VOICE WITH A SLIGHT SHRIEK OH MEEEEEKKK CAN YE HEAR ME I NEED HELP WITH THE BIRD…. STILL NO RESPONSE. FIDELMA THOUGHT I BETTER JUST GO IN AND BRING IT IN MYSELF… I WILL COME BACK IN FOR THE GRAVY REDUCTION AND SPROUTS WHEN I HAVE REVEALED THIS BEAUTY!! CUE MUSIC FROM INSIDE…”SO HERE IT IS MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY’S HAVING FUN….LOOK TO THE FUTURE NOW ITS ONLY JUST BEGUN…” EVERYTHING WENT TO SLOW MOTION… AS FIDELMA MOVED FORWARD FROM THE KITCHEN SHE COULD SEE THROUGH THE STAINED GLASS DOUBLE DOORS OF HER DINING ROOM…PEOPLE MINGLING.. NOT SITTING… MUSIC WAS PLAYING.. AND YES THEY WERE HAVING FUN. UNABLE TO REACH FOR THE DOOR HANDLE FIDELMA MAKES A QUICK DECISION.. DO I GO BACK INTO THE KITCHEN DELAYING ANOTHER FIVE MINUTES OR DO I JUST REVERSE INTO THE ROOM…..
I PAUSE AT THIS MOMENT BELOVEDS TO ALLOW YOU DIGEST WHAT IS HAPPENING… AND WHAT YOU CAN FEEL BUILDING UP…. ALL THE HOPES AND DREAMS FIDELMA HAS FOR THE PERFECT CHRISTMAS LAY IN HER TREE, HER PRESENTS, HER GIFTS AND INDEED ULTIMATELY THE DINNER!! NOW AS SHE TURNS HER BACK ON EVERYONE INSIDE TO REVERSE INTO THE MERRIMENT SHE MAKES ONE LITTLE PUSH… THEN ANOTHER… AND FINALLY DECIDING TO MAKE ONE GIANT LEAP FOR HERSELF AND MANKIND SHE TAKES A STEP BACKWARDS AND INTO A SCENE FROM 1980 ITSELF!! HER HEAD SPINS … HER HAIR NOW CURLY FROM PERSPIRATION AND STEAM MAKES HER LOOK LIKE A FEMALE LEO SAYER… AND THE TURKEY SHE HOLDS IN FRONT OF HER MAKES ITS ENTRANCE NOT AS SHE HAD HOPED. YOU SEE …FIDELMA FINDS HERSELF IN THE MIDST OF THE CONGA… THE DANCE.. NOT THE COUNTRY (CONGO LOL) AND A SEA OF CHRISTMAS JUMPERS AND SPARKLY TOPS SWIRLS AROUND HER… GRANNY SITTING IN THE CORNER HAS NODDED OFF WITH THE REMNANTS OF HER BRISTOL CREAM SHERRY IN THE END OF HER GLASS. HER FILLED TO THE BRIM HANDBAG NESTLED BY HER FEET. FIDELMA IS LOST FOR WORDS… HER TABLE SITS SET FOR GUESTS AND THEY DANCE AS IF TRANSPORTED BACK TO THEIR YOUTH AND 1980!! FROM THE CORNER OF HER EYE FIDLEMA COULD SEE BRENDAN MOVING STEALTHILY LIKE A PUMA … THE TURKEY WOBBLED FOR A MOMENT AND THE BUTTER BASTING SPLASHED OFF THE PLATE TO REACH BRENDAN’S MID AIR CONGA FOOT. IN THAT MOMENT FIDELMA’S LIFE CHANGED FOR EVER. HER VISION WAS OF THE SILVER SALVE PLATE (INHERITED FROM HER GREAT GRANDMOTHER) BEING RAISED BY BRENDAN’S SIZE 11’S….. HER EYES LOOKED ON IN HORROR… THE BRONZE BIRD RISES TOO… LIKE A PHOENIX FROM THE ASHES… AND MIRACLES OF MIRACLES ONCE MORE HAS A CHANCE TO FLY ..AFTER FOUR HOURS AT 180 DEGREES c….THE MUSIC CONTINUES… AND THE WORLD AND CONGA STOPS MOVING. BRENDAN’S LEG HAD RISEN MORE THAN EVEN HE KNEW IT COULD AT HIS AGE. A FEW 12 YEAR OLD PORTS HAD SEEN TO THAT…
FIDELMA LET OUT A SILENT SCREAM AND HELD HER HANDS IN HER NOW BRITTLE RED HAIR…. MICK LUNGED FORWARD. HER HUSBAND HAVING PLAYED RUGBY IN HIS YOUTH HAD NOT FORGOTTEN THE MOVES… HE GOES TO GRAB THE FLYING BIRD BEFORE IT LANDS…. HE WILL BE THE HERO OF THE HOUR!! BUT ALAS… THIS BIRD WAS FLYING FREE AND MADE ITS WAY OUT THROUGH THE FRONT ROOM WINDOW LEAVING A HOLE LIKE A WINDOW TO FIDLEMA’S SOUL. THE SILENT SCREAM FIDELMA WAS MOUTHING BECAME VOCAL AND SHE LET RIP!! IT FILLED THE ROOM, EVEN DROWNING OUT SLADE… THE BAND SINGING!!! GRANNY WOKE UP WITH A START! AND EVERYONE TURNED TO LOOK AT FIDELMA. HER SHOULDERS DROOPING AND HER FACE STARING VACUOUSLY AT THE HOLE NOW IN HER WINDOW FIDELMA LOOKED OUT AT THE LOCAL DOGS HAVING THEIR CHRISTMAS FEAST OUTSIDE THANKS TO HER JUICY BRONZE BEAST OF A BIRD!! FIDELMA STOPPED SCREAMING AND SAT BACK ON A CHAIR SOMEONE KINDLY PUSHED UNDER HER. TEARS STREAMED DOWN HER FACE… AND FIDLEMA LOOKED AT THE PEOPLE SHE LOVED… AND HER HUSBAND, HER MICK.. WALKED OVER TO HER AND PUT HIS ARMS AROUND HER. OH FIDELMA DARLING DON’T WORRY… ITS ONLY A TURKEY! SURE MOST OF US DON’T EVEN LIKE TURKEY!! WE CAN EAT WHATEVER’S THERE AND WILL FEEL AS STUFFED AS THAT BIRD WAS!
FIDLEMA SHOOK… AND HER FACE PALED. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME MICK” HER WORDS SHOCKED HER AUDIENCE. “I HAVE SPENT THE LAST 25 YEARS COOKING A CHRISTMAS DAY MEAL FOR YOU AND THE KIDS AND ALL THE FAMILY. I START PLANNING AFTER HALLOWEEN EVERY YEAR. THE DECORATIONS ARE ORDERED INDIVIDUALLY FROM A LOCAL CRAFT STORE.. AND THE PRESENTS ARE WRAPPED BY BROWN THOMAS!!! ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL ME I HAVE BEEN DOING THIS FOR NOTHING!!!! MICK KNELT DOWN BESIDE FIDELMA AND LOOKED INTO HER EYES.. HIS FACE RUDDY FROM THE FEW DRINKS. NO FIDELMA. WE LOVE WHAT YOU DO FOR US FOR CHRISTMAS.. BUT YOU NEVER LET US HELP!! YOU TAKE ON FULL CONTROL AND THE LOVE YOU HAVE FOR US MAKES YOU WANT TO ALWAYS MAKE EACH CHRISTMAS ONE TO REMEMBER!! WE LOVE YOU. WE COULDN’T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT THE TURKEY!! IN FACT THERE’S SOME CHICKEN NUGGETS IN THE FREEZER AND I WILL GO HEAT THEM UP AND YOU SIT THERE AND HAVE A DRINK. OH MY GOD FIDELMA’S WORLD WAS ROCKED. HER FAMILY GATHERED AROUND HER AND A DRINK WAS PLACED IN HER HAND. BRENDAN, THE CONGA DANCER WITH THE GOOD AIM, SHOUTED LETS PUT THE MUSIC BACK ON AND MAKE A NIGHT OF IT! AND BY THE WAY WILL SOMEONE GET ME A BUCKET OF ICE.. IVE SCALED MY FOOT ON THAT BLOODY BUTTER BASTED TURKEY!!
FIDELMA SAT WITH HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY AND SAW HER REFLECTION IN THE DINING ROOM CABINET. SHE NOW RESEMBLED KRUSTY THE CLOWN OF THE SIMPSONS. SHE DIDN’T CARE. HER MAC MAKE UP NOW LOOKED LIKE IT HAD BEEN DONE AT A FACE PAINTING PARTY! HER HAIR WAS NOW ONE FOOT HIGHER. AND SOMETHING IN HER CRACKED. FIRST HER FACE LOL. A SMILE LINGERED AT THE SIDE OF HER MOUTH AS HER WATCHFUL GUESTS LOOKED ON TO SEE IF SHE WAS OK AND THEN SHE CAUGHT SIGHT OF HER FRIEND PUTTING SOME CHRISTMAS WRAPPING PAPER OVER THE HOLE IN THE FRONT ROOM WINDOW. THE LAUGHTER STARTED IN HER STOMACH AND WORKED ITS WAY UP TO HER THROAT AND FIDLEMA LAUGHED AND LAUGHED UNTIL TEARS FLOWED. AND AS THEY DID.. THEY RELEASED 25 YEARS WORTH OF PERFECT CHRISTMASES THAT WERE ANYTHING BUT PERFECT. 25 YEARS WORTH OF LACK OF SELF WORTH AND 25 YEARS WORTH OF THANKS FOR THE PEOPLE SHE LOVED AND HAD LOVED AND ALL THE MEMORIES THAT WENT WITH THEM.
HER GUESTS JOINED IN.. AND THE DANCING WENT ON .. FOR MANY HOURS… AND FIDELMA FORGOT TO ASK IF ANYONE WANTED ANOTHER DRINK… IF THEY WERE OK. DID THEY NEED ANYTHING….SHE SAT WITH PEOPLE AND CHATTED AND SHE DANCED AND SHE LOOKED AT MICK STANDING TALKING AND THOUGHT… IT IS NOT ABOUT HIM, MUCH AS I LOVE HIM. IT IS ABOUT ME. AND IT IS NOT ABOUT A DINNER… OR A PRESENT EVEN… IT IS THE PRESENCE WE BRING TO A WORLD THAT NEEDS LOVE AND ACCEPTANCE, FLAWS AND ALL. AND IF I WANT TO SIT OUT FROM THE CHRISTMAS MERRIMENT I CAN…. I CAN BE QUIET AND STILL IN THE MIDST OF THE DEEPEST MID WINTER AND BE HAPPY OR SAD. I CAN BE ANYTHING WITHOUT ANY EXPECTATION BECAUSE THAT BIRD LAYING OUTSIDE IN THE COLD BEING ENJOYED BY THE LOCAL PETS….WAS ONCE SITTING RESPLENDENT ON A SILVER SALVE. I HAD MADE IT THE FOCAL POINT OF A DAY THAT IS ABOUT JUST BEING WARM AND CHERISHED. I WILL REMEMBER THAT … AND I WILL BE FOREVER GRATEFUL FOR THAT BIRD SHOWING ME NO MATTER HOW PERFECT I THOUGH IT WAS … IT WAS NOT WAS PEOPLE WANTED TO SIT WITH AT CHRISTMAS! THE PEOPLE I LOVE WANT TO BE WITH ME!! AND I WANT TO BE WITH THEM… SOMETIMES LOL.
BELOVEDS, THE STARS AND PLANETS ARE ALIGNING FOR A BEAUTIFUL CHRISTMAS. VENUS HERSELF WILL BE RESPLENDENT AT CHRISTMAS… AND SHE IS NO TURKEY. BEING YOU IS THE BIGGEST GIFT YOU CAN GIVE TO YOURSELF AND TO OTHERS.
MARS MOVES INTO PISCES.. MOVING FROM WHERE IT HAS BEEN IN AQUARIUS.. AND THE CHANGE WILL BE FELT.. EMOTIONS JUST UNDER THE SURFACE BRIMMING!! LET THEM OUT.. BUT BE MINDFUL AND HEARTFUL OF HOW. AND REMEMBER WE ARE ALL JUST PLAYING A RITUAL THAT HAS BEEN PLAYED OUT FOR HUNDREDS OF YEARS… AND WE CAN CHANGE THE WAY IT IS PLAYED WHEN WE REALISE WE ARE THE STAR PLAYER!
BLESSED BE BELOVEDS
LOVE ALWAYS CAROLINE K BELOVED…
Temple Rose Reiki 
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