When I was in my mid-twenties, I had a dream that I was chained in a narrow causeway, hunched over, and a brother was pouring gasoline on me. He took a match and lit me on fire, while my other two brothers simply watched, condoning the experience. At that time in my life, I was being kicked to the curb, disinherited and accused of being in a cult because I attended Lake Harriet Spiritual Community. Various people stabbed me in the back, betrayed me and placed darkness where there was … [Read more...]
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