Share thisBack in 2000/2001, my life was increasingly in crisis. In fact, I had the distinct feeling that I was being set up, that the people around me, including my husband, were setting me up. Crazy things were happening: people were encouraging me to write a book (though I was not a writer and didn’t know what I was supposed to write about), my husband acting strange and distant, another man trying to get my attention, and a terrible, sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach that I was in deep, deep trouble. Furthermore, I had the inner knowing that no one or nothing outside of myself could help me or heal me. I knew only I could save myself. I needed to do the inner work (of reconnecting with my soul, my higher self) and get to the bottom of it. To make a long story short, I…
Published on May 05, 2020 14:22