July 4th, 2001, just afore Midnight.. I had a dream the other morning. I was being tested. I wanted to take a look into Michael Martz's future, just out of curiousity to see how the move to Chicago would impact his life. The view I saw was odd, unlike anything I've ever felt or seen. I couldn't get a specific read out on him. There were *no* obstacles in his path, none whatsoever. No matter what direction he might move, his path would always be clear. But it was more than that that frustrated me, it was also because he seemed to be bobbing about untethered, floating off into space with nothing to keep him anchored, from floating forever. That disturbed me. I kept saying to whomever was there listening, "I can't get a read. This is a new one on me. I don't know what this means." It was a little scary only because it _was_ unknown to me. I needed a reading. Was it a test? I do not like the unknown. Is that yet another fear I must let go of?
