I am manifesting a beautiful island.
The sun shines through the palm trees. The sand is white and soft beneath my feet. In the distance, tiny cottages dot the landscape.
Healing music plays softly, the perfect backdrop for the sounds of laughter floating toward me.
The shoreline is littered with boats of all shapes and sizes. As people make their way to shore, others rush out to welcome them.
So much love.
So many hugs.
My eyes are drawn to the children. These are the beautiful souls rescued from the darkness. They are healed now; memories wiped, innocence restored.
We are their Guardians. We will teach them what it is to be loved; safe. We will teach them to play.
Already, their laughter rings in the warm air.
I stand off to the side, observing. My heart swells with so much love that I can barely hold it all.
These are my people.
It is beautiful here.
I think I will stay.