Working through to type my notes, I realize that for whatever reason nothing got recorded after my question about everyone’s birthday back at our big group session.
The astrologer must have made some comment, no?
Yet I simply cannot for the life of me remember having anything except my own birthday in mind.
I suppose this can be another remaining mystery for me to practice letting go of.
Besides, the birthday quandary makes no difference to Ray’s case.
I would hate, more than anything, to waste your time on pointless rabbit trails.
Anyway, I was born February 14th, 1981.
At least that is what I was told.
Again, I have no one to confirm such details with, and no documentation.