I was in a house and I was with three white women.

I went to the bathroom and shut the door.

A dark shadow appeared, which frightened me.

“It’s me.” It was a young, black woman.

Instantly I felt at ease.

I’ve had this dream before, so I knew what I had to do.

We sat down on the floor.

I put my hands in hers and I started asking her questions.

“Should I move to ______ or stay where I’m at?”

“Stay where you’re at.”

“When am I going to _______ the ________?”

“In four months.” She replied.

“How long?”

“In four months.” She restated.

She disappeared and I left the bathroom.

CUT TO

I’m arguing with my kid’s father.

The kids are in a van and this Mexican woman is in the driver’s seat.

“You can’t come back!” Screamed one of the white women from the front door inside the house.

I went back into the house and asked them why.

All three were lined up side by side.

“Because of him, he can’t come back.” One of them stated.

They were talking about my kid’s father.

I went back outside and confronted him about what he had done to get us kicked out.

“He hit me.” Said the Mexican woman who was holding her head.

My kid’s father was laughing like a maniac and walking back and forth.

I called the police on him.

Then I told him that they were on the way to lock him up.

He ran off and left the scene.

I went back into the home and the white women were still there lined up side by side.

They told me that I still had to go.

“Why?” I inquired.

They just started laughing.

“She doesn’t remember us.” The blonde one said, while still laughing.

I took the ice cream that the one closest to me was holding and smashed it into her face.

They all laughed even harder.

And then I woke up.

MESSAGE #1

The young woman is one of my spirit guides.

I have questions that I can’t get clarity on.

And she stayed behind in the physical realm to help guide me.

What I didn’t mention is that I had picked up her name.

She didn’t tell me, I picked it up.—Cameron

“Thank you, Cameron!”

MESSAGE # 2

My kid’s father is going to try to come back.

But he hasn’t changed.

He’s still the same person.—A monster

Thanks for the warning spirits, but I don’t want any parts of him.

That is a cycle that I will not repeat.

They know that he’s a crafty motherfucker and a pathological liar.

He believes his lies.

That’s why they’re trying to warn me.

“Thank you, Spirits!”