<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cdc1/04s7432n614occi4g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Chloe Dawson<br/>and Kimmie<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we sleep together as we never have before … one hear, one mind, one body, two … two in one body and mind and heart …<br/><br/>… it’s the mind that causes us … us no not strife but negotiation … Insight is one thing when another observes our thoughts and heart and need I say more? … yet this is both an invasion and a sharing and so we both learn what she needs to live inside my mind and heart and … and yes my soul …<br/><br/>… before this moment, soul whatever that is took no space inside me … and now it must have the capacity for two … two separate or together? … for the start, two together who are used to being separate … and we find that the space isn’t limited as much as we are limited and together we expand to take enough ‘soul’ space as we need together … and realize that ‘soul ‘ space is one of many such ‘places’ we have in these incarnate conditions … because if it weren’t then Kimmie wouldn’t need to bee here with me when her corpus passed …<br/><br/>… Isis and her sister seem to snicker at our realization … ‘you have much to learn, Mother’ … only a slight stutter … ‘teach us, daughter’ … ‘such is for when you pass into the next and is unnecessary now’ …<br/><br/>… chastened perhaps … Kimmie and I find a acceptable accommodations … and we rest … I gently teach her active resting … where each bodily organ and part of our now shared brain is rested enough to handle the next waking period … and once we have that rhythm, she observes as I commune first with senior sisters in Insight and then with what I can only call ‘the beyond’ … senior sisters need to know about our second child and its mystery …<br/><br/>… that there! …<br/><br/>… Kimmie’s baby our child is a mystery … there’s some sort of shield around it that we cannot see through … oh, its anatomy is plainly visible and we see it as ambiguous … some of us see its genes … a 23<sup>rd</sup> chromosome that is unlike anything ever seen … a gender-less creature? … a multi-gendered creature? … words fail … the geneticists will scratch on this child for a while if not forever … yet the child unlike many with unusual 23<sup>rd</sup> chromosome seems otherwise healthy … and developing in leaps and bounds, not unlike its sister Isis …<br/><br/>… Isis in turn is full of ‘back off you don’t know and can’t’ … we …we? … yes we prod her … then show us how to learn you two! … the answer returns ‘observe and remain open’ … </em></span></span><br/>