
This one isn’t too hard to answer because a few years ago I did this meditation (for fun because I’m weird like that) where you walk through this door and inside you meet yourself from another reality.
In this meditation I found myself on a beach. I (she) was walking along the ocean in a white sundress and a floppy hat. She lived on the beach and was a painter. Her husband was with her but um… it was a different man than the one I have. 😮
I don’t think she had any kids or if she did they were grown up and off on their own. She seemed happy enough either way. 🤷♀️ All I could do was observe for a few minutes before I was pulled back through the vortex.
She found a pretty shell and showed it to him and he was very kind to her. He said it was an adorable shell and that she should paint it when they got home.
I wouldn’t live on the beach, personally, because I prefer the forest, and I’m a writer in this universe rather than a painter, but that she was creative and artsy does fit. I’m probably like that in all of the alternate realities!

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