Am in a huge city, there is chaos and fear, a large number of us are trying to get people out, the army is fighting, dark and smoky.(dont remember all of this bit) I am on a white horse, do not have a bridle or saddle, for the horse is wild but has chosen to allow me to ride it. There are thousands of people behind, am taking away from the city into the mountains, i ride ahead, checking out the towns to make sure the fighting is not there and safe to take the people through. Feel the burden of responsibility to make sure these people are safe.The horse seems to know where it is taking us,the deeper we go into this green country the more i feel relaxed, feel that the people are now out of danger. We come to a huge lake, there are ones with us who have food, and begin to share it with those around them, i know we are looked after by spirit, there is a joy in my heart as i see the people begining to smile and the children play. I get off the horse and am filled with love and gratefullness that it has assisted us to come here. I hug it and allow it to go free. The colours here are brighter, or lighter somehow.
There will be tough times, and hardship but know spirit is here in these mountains where the grass is green and the lake will provide all the water we require. Gratitude fills me.
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