The moon, the wind, the trees, all of nature always "spoke to me". The animals seemed to know me and the sense of being overwhelmed me. In the beginning it was hard to understand, difficult to see, and confusing. It wasn’t until the story of my ancestors was relayed to me that I began to comprehend what was happening, what was evolving inside me. This – is my story.
Continue ReadingAfter mother’s revelations, my adult life became more complex. From husbands who did not understand or didn’t want to accept the fact that I was different, to friends and co-workers who thought I needed help, to priests and pastors who thought I was possessed. They made my gifts seem more like a burden than something special to be treasured and revered.
Continue Reading- differences between urban and rural living
- comparison
- patterns
- problems.
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