I had a dream I was in Nepal hundreds of years ago. I was walking thru a marketplace with prayer flags and puddles and chickens in cages and old women kept looking up at me and then downcast their eyes again with respect. I felt like I was full of humbleness and peace and gratitude. I had no shoes on and had thin books in my left hand. I had a shaved head with peach fuzz growing back and was wearing a weird tattered garment that was white like a robe. It was wrapped high around my waist and had a top part that went over my left shoulder like a thin strap. An old woman with really high creekbones telepathically told me 'you finally come.'
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