Birth
A warm cool breeze filled the air, it was June 22, 1947 and the sun was just peeking up over the Rocky Mountains. The stillness of the early morning hours were filled with wailing from me. Yup...I was born. The ooo's, aaaah's and laughter soon over powered my screams. Holy Cow, what a crushing, yet warm feeling, that made me wail with delight, it was over! Now, I just had to figure out who & what these strange beings were, and what were they laughing and gawking at. I cooed with delight "there is my mom"......I could feel her essence, I then I fell into sleep.
Drifting back in memories, I hear the Angels whispering to me, "go our cherished one, go into the world". The Angels gentle wrapped their warmth of love around me, caressing my tiny body as I felt a feeling of falling. Falling and falling with gentle hugs and whispers of love and instructions for the future. " You will know in time what it is your missions are", spoke the wisest of guardian's. "Do not fear, some of us will stay with you for all time upon this earth, for you are the essence of the flame, our Lord God."
I questioned, at times, why we are born with bodies that were not normal as we assumed. Why are some of us twisted and contorted out of shape with pain and misery. This troubling question has filled my weary thoughts. As a baby, the rights of how we managed our problems or situations were not of our choice. A father who disbelieved in Doctors and refused to pay for services, can halt the progress of healing. It takes a mighty wonderful being to give of their services without pay. I was lucky, to have a Doctor with good values and a heart of gold. With numerous trips to his office for serial casting, taping and molding of both my feet and ankles, not to mention the extremely high top shoes I had to wear until I was in High school, I began the long road of healing, Mom said that when I was born I was all lips and had a fat round tummy, with a birth mark like an eagle on my forehead, which soon faded and another birthmark on my back, which did not.
Do you often wonder why a person is there at the moment of need? I have pondered this question for years. I feel I am now just beginning to know the answer. I believe we know hundreds if not thousands of spiritual beings that keep their promises to us here on this earth, to guide us towards our true purpose and experiences. A kind smile or warm touch is just enough to lift us up from one problem to prepare us for the next.
Home
Our home included chickens, several very large white, toothy pigs, orchards full of peaches and other fruits and moms vegetable garden. Peaceful moments fill the lazy summery days and tension filled the cool evenings, and weekends were fearful. Mother spent her days ironing, cleaning, preparing for the evenings dinner and practicing using her eyes in the back of her head. She used to say "I can see what you two are doing at all times... because I have eyes in the back of my head." And for the longest time we believed her. My sister and I would stare at the back of our mother’s head and try to see the eyes between the strands of hair. We all lived in a garage while dad and mom worked on building our home during the weekends and whenever they had spare time.