A random sign in North Vancouver. Very close to where I escaped when I ran away from home and also close to where I had voice lessons with an angry voice teacher. There was a flood of memories in the car when we drove past the area... and then a moment of deep questioning when this sign popped up. I wonder who put it there? At first I thought it might be a part of some church. And when I ran away, my mom did say that I was probably possessed. I never had to pay an exorcist...but I did have to pay for yoga, piano, dance and theatre classes.... and those did heal quite well I must say.
I love the random questions in life. They cause for creations of whirlwinds and wonderful why's.
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