2026-07-01

I'm in Benfica and suddenly there's a huge traffic jam, an enormous line of cars, and I know why. There's been a mass exodus of souls and people aren't prepared to deal with it. I walk a bit further ahead and pass by the cars to confirm my suspicions. I don't remember what I see to confirm it but I confirm that a huge number of people have left Earth and that those who are still here, going about their normal lives driving to work, are having their reality shattered. Confusion starts to build and someone shouts that now is the time for the light workers to step forward and for the light workers to raise their hands and take their places. I join a second line parallel to the line of cars that are starting to panic, and this is the line of light workers. We're on foot, not in cars. I think there are more of us than I expected. I feel the collective emotions, the deep sadness, and feel it pass through me knowing it's not mine and without attachment. At some point I'm holding hands with a woman in front of me who I think is also a light worker and who reminds me of Anne Tucker, and she starts running and I run after her for a while but then I let go of her hand just as she starts telling me not to let go. I still run a bit further behind her until she stops. I just know that she got dirt on my my clothes. I approach her, and she is now with another woman who seems older in experience and I say to this other woman, half-jokingly while I brush myself off, that her friend got me covered in dirt. I think her friend says something to comfort me. Then I start walking back to the others to continue my work.

I'm moving things out of the house and there are still some of John's things. But we reconcile and he comes with me and I see that I've kept some of his football things, in particular some mugs I bought him. But I'm not happy being with him and I think I should have taken the opportunity to throw his things away. I'm surprised at my own thoughts. I have to hang or grab something from a high place and he picks me up and says it's so I can feel supported. I want to tell him that this makes me feel pressured because I know he won't be able to hold me like that for long but I don't say anything. Then I'm alone again and I start taking my pajamas, a duvet, and a few other things to the other house.

The other house is in the Sintra area and the window is open. I feel the sea breeze and I think that I've never really felt at home here and that even though this place is beautiful, the resonance with our energy is so important. There's a door that leads to a garden filled with hydrangeas, and I think that now that I'm happy even those flowers look beautiful to me. I think that with all the moves I've already made, this will be easy and that I'll be able to get everything in the car in one go. I had started taking things there because I was going to live with John but now I'm taking my things away again because I'm not going to stay with him and it's not a place where I feel at home. I want to take everything at once because this place creeps me out a little.

Me and another woman are looking after a little girl. We came here by car. We left the car in a lower area, and it's like we're in a higher place. A lady calls us from down there and asks if we left a game in the car, because her daughter picked it up and started playing with it. We say yes it's ours and she gives it back. I don't know when this happens but we have some powers, especially the little girl, and at some point I'm watching this as the Observer and me and someone else, I don't know if it's the woman who's with me, are sort of possessed. I'm possessed by a dark force and the other by a benign one but I don't lose control and she tells me to come back and I reply that I like my dark side and that actually I'm letting myself be possessed because I want to. I sense that I'm possessed by something internal and not external, like my shadow side. Then I go back to normal.

The little girl is wearing a pair of sandals and the strap breaks. I grab it to fix the strap and the other woman, who's been watching a video of me and the little girl, says that we try too hard. It annoys me a little because I know it's true. I’m fixing her strap, there's something magical about the sandals. The little girl approaches me and grabs the strap. I realize too late that she cut it. I ask her how are you going to fasten it to your foot now, and she realizes she did something wrong. I did what I could but fixing it isn't for me to do.

Then I don't know how, the little girl is going up or down some steps and I'm helping her but I'm not paying much attention and I think I'm swinging her too much and she loses her balance and falls backwards. Me and the other woman look on not knowing what to do and then a woman comes out of the ground, from a hole that opens in the ground. The woman looks like an apparition because she's wearing a white nightgown and has long loose hair. She grabs the little girl and puts her safely at the top of the stairs. For a moment I think she's one of the dark forces that possessed me but I see she's not, that this one is good.