I must declare myself transformed. Bleeding the humours with the scarification box proved unnecessary. The triple Selchow with pike off the diving board has achieved maximum marks. This fresh morning, a cheeky crow rasped his acknowledge of this mini shift. A shift within a shift. ( If I eat a large breakfast, will it be a shift within a shift within a shift? The cosmic triple shift?) In yesterday's ascension exchange, Open led us through a tall white, vacuum- cleaning bow. Open the torus and in they go. Another thoroughly enjoyable session with the blessings of clear, concise illumination. 🙏. Then a walk in town afterwards. But hang on , what's this? I'm walking on air. I feel like a galactic team of cleaners with mops, dusters and hoovers have completely purified my space. The feeling is indescribable, I don't think I've ever felt like this. I literally feel like I'm glowing. I can tell that others sense it, you can see it in their look. Hmm, this has no equal. This is nirvana on the ground. But, above all, its stunning. I've already risen early and done the housework and some press ups. Think I'll spread some love locally and write a novel before lunch. Thank you. Blessings. ❤️🙏