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I am not forgotten? The Universe is listening…
August 20, 2018 My grandmother died 80 years ago today—the grandmother I never knew—the grandmother I always longed to know. As I shared in my last post, I have been waiting 37 years to somehow connect with her, to actually see what she looked like—to simply find a photo of her. In June, I poured out my anguish in writing at Omega and was visited 3 times by a magical, mystical doe, who brought hope and love and light. I shared in another post the experience I’d had on the table right before the lunar eclipse, but I only shared a piece of that story. And now it’s time for…
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You are not forgotten…you are never forgotten
I was going to wait to tell this story until we’d delved into some of the more hands-on aspects of ancestral work. But, for reasons that should become clear in the coming weeks, I’ve been told the time is now… As the sun began to hang low over the city and dip down beneath the hat of Billy Penn, the young couple made their final farewells to family. Seven months heavy with her first child, Beatrice knew that this would most likely be the last time she saw her parents and her four younger siblings—her whole world until mere months ago—before her own child was born. She knew this…
