Last night I spoke with the Ancient Ones.
I spoke of the battles to end the addiction of Nicotine.
I was given this message to pass on to all here.
They have seen your struggles.
They have heard your words.
They have added their voices to mine in Song for all that are here.
We ask Creator to send strength.
We ask that Creator watch over all and smooth the path for your mocassins.
We ask that Creator lead you on the path and around the traps that will stop your journey.
May it be so.
I speak no more.