The issues at hand are never what they appear to be, it is always a lot simpler... Complications are the speciality of the ego.
Spirit deals in simplicity, because the truth does not need defence.

Seasons come and seasons go, I still refused to leave 'the ways of the world' and after some three years as single, I remarried in California. That brought me very close to religion, in a non threatening way. I was not remotely interested in church life, but felt safe to join the people. I learned a lot, but most of all I started to relax with the church stuff. 'They' didn't know more about God than I did, but they banded together in their

search. When the second divorce was inevitable, I moved from San Diego to LA. My new neighbourhood was infested with gangs, drug dealing and drive-by shooting at night. My new work was in a oil refinery and I was taken back with the total lack of modern day technology and finesse. That was when Spirit decided to hit me once and for

all. They, My Teachers, started out in gentle ways, in the work at the refinery. In the beginning 'they' would only approach me once or twice a day, whispering advice about pump bearings running hot or pressures getting too low or too high. It was always right... Before long I depended entirely on this advice and 'they' expanded to teaching me physics, quantum physics, that is. Being a Virgo I spent the better part of my spare time in research to find out about the validity of their teachings. It never failed of course. From there they went on to explain about energy fields and the interconnectedness of all things. By the time we got to Shamanism they were with me 24/7 and I started to worry about my mental health and ordered an appointment with the company shrink. Certain things were explained in

practical and very physical ways and I cancelled my visit to the good doctor. My ways of 'seeing' things before they happened, came back full force, even stronger than in my youth. One day I had a vision of a big fire in the refinery, and since I was also a firefighter and a smoke-diver, I decided it was time to quit. I just knew that I had been through too many fires in my life and this was a warning that my luck was running out.

A couple of days later I was headed for a new job in Las Vegas. A miracle in itself, how everything fell into place. Nothing was easy because it was all so new and unfamiliar, but it fitted perfectly. Some two weeks after I left LA, my old refinery had their big fire. The person who took over my shift, was the one that first spotted the fire, from the exact point where I had seen it in my own vision...
In Las Vegas I finally met 'my own people', Deborah, Loretta and Wanda. They and many others confirmed that I was not going crazy and ventured on to teach me more, so that I would better understand the transition taking place.
My teachers never took a break, they were still with me 24/7 and their teachings about healing had long since passed what I could find in any worldly books for my confirmation. They had also for some time provided me with real people in need of healing, and the pattern

was almost always the same. They taught me something specific and a couple of days later someone with that particular problem would be led to meet me. I must say that in the beginning my confidence in my abilities was very debatable, but things grow on you. Today, after all these years of working with healing it is strange to sit here and remember the days of awkward uncertainty and lack of confidence in ones own Spirit and Power. At the moment I live in Spain, but am frequently sent back to the US, Scandinavia, Mexico, Belize and Costa Rica. In the future I can easily see myself residing in Venezuela or a similar country.
Over the last years I have finally become one with my mission and know there is no such thing as turning back into a worldly life. Spirit arranged for my 'status' to be changed some years ago and I now find myself as 'a non-existent person', with no papers, no bank-accounts, no social securities or insurance coverage in any country of the world...