I am minding my business last night (still savoring certain recent memories) when I get a phone call from a member of Horus Oasis.
"I'm upset with the actions of this other Horus Oasis member..."
Blah, blah, blah.
OK - The concerns are valid. The caller didn't want me to fix things, but was wanting insight before approaching the other person. They wanted to resolve the issue without any toe-stomping. This is all good. But.....
...for crying out loud, people. I am a Body Master of an occult organization that is supposed to be enabling us to get in touch with our higher - and hence BETTER - selves! I am not a babysitter, in charge of a bunch of middle aged preschoolers.