Man of Many Hugs
March 17, 2020
I went for a walk this afternoon during my lunch break. I could have just as easily stayed in the office or stayed home for that matter, but the Sun was out and I just walk around the block. As I walked down the stairs onto the sidewalk I had this vision of sitting around a campfire with some indigenous people. They called me "Man of many hugs." I laughed because it was funny and true. My hugs heal. Yes, we manifest our reality.
This evening, I was lying on the couch asking my guides about how to help with co-creating the new healing energy grid of Gaia -- I must have fallen asleep. As I woke up, my guide says ...
Guide: Jason, we love you. Are you going to make yourself some lunch before you fall asleep?
Jason: I chuckle. This is my lunch for work tomorrow.
While making lunch, I was listening to music. It's hard to find enlightening music these days, so I just turned it off. After making lunch, I decide to relax on the couch and visit with my guides and had the following vision.
I was sitting by the campfire with the indigenous man. He said he is the higher-self of the man I helped by picking up his gloves. He called me the "man of many hugs." We talked of other names and he brought up "Stallion Pooh" (long story). I laughed and accepted that he can call me "man of many hugs." I told him that healing myself is just as easy as healing the Universe as within us is folded everything. He nodded. We hugged and put "Hug me" stickers on each other's back. We both noticed and he said, "What's wrong? I like hugs too." I cried profusely - it was purging something. I set the intention to fill vanishing expressions with pure white source light for my highest good alone.