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Reagan, at bedtime:
I said goodnight and closed the door. I heard Reagan say, “Goodnight, Reagan.” I thought that was pretty sweet, until I heard her respond. “Goodnight, myself.”
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My daily email from the universe.
Nikki, it’s the way you think. That’s your purpose. It’s never been about what work you choose, what gifts you develop, or what niche you fill - let these be for your pleasure.
Think as only you can think, which will lead to feelings that only you can feel, from which connections will be made, lives will be changed, and worlds will come tumbling into existence.
Thanks,
The Universe
[if you, too, would like emails like this, check out http://www.tut.com/resources/notes/ ] I highly recommend!
