All I know about it is that I started crying when setting the appointment with his relative and even just barely tuning into this client’s energy. It’s going to be a sad, tough day, methinks.
My mom asked what I’m going to do for him. I don’t really know. My hope is I’m going to reconnect him with the Divine spark that is inside of him and loves him unconditionally. I’m going to try and free him from guilt and leave behind even a small portion of the sadness.
Addiction sucks, plain and simple. I hope I can offer a small measure of comfort.