The last dream I had before leaving for Kenya to participate in the yearly prayer vigil that circumambulates around Mount Kenya, was I had arrived late to the vigil and was walking up behind everyone that had gathered and as I approached them they parted allowing me to walk through the center of the crowd and when I was finally up in the front I rose thirty or so feet into the air and was continuously struck by Light Lightning.
As the Light flowed through my body it eventually left through my hands and feet and arced into the heads of everyone gathered and flowed through their bodies and into the Earth.
In the end, the Light lightning rewrote the nervous system conditioning of myself and everyone gathered there.
