Dreamt of a death-drop elevator ride…
felt more like a plane about to crash.
The elevator was not attached to any kind of structure.
Free Fall.
I embraced S, told him I loved him and then realized the most important thing was to chant my mantra so I could go to the Deva Loka and hopefully not have to reincarnate. When we landed —the elevator hit the concrete—but it was soft and we were safe.
