The power of prayer and healing and support of good loving people have brought me one step closer to having my spiritual daughter back with me. I am also one step closer to achieving one of my goals - reading "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" to her. I wish I had the chance to read it to her before she was taken away; she would have a better understanding of it. But I will read it now and she will still understand. She is a very sensitive child. I pray that she has not been too damaged by the person who has had custody of her. It's a shame to say that person is her biological mother who is lacking in a spiritual grounding that we know is necessary to to raise a healthy child into a healthy adult.

The spiritual aid and inspiration that I enlisted here and in RL in the matter has been the single most motivator and force making this happen.

When something is meant to be, there is no stopping it from being. The spirits have been sending message after message, which I listened to and followed. I had no choice.

Thank you all for you friendship and love. I look forward to sharing my journey with you.

Namaste

Good day.

Today, I am offering my thanks to all of you for welcoming me into your hearts. I feel as though that the mere knowledge of knowing that you have visited my profile and looked just a little into who I am and have understood and the unquestioning acceptance is everything that I have been needing to lift my spirit.

I have been walking through the hardest spiritual test that has been put before me for the last bunch of years. I am currently approaching a peak (only one of many to come). Being here, surrounded by wisdom and inspiration, is exactly what has reminded me that if I walk through every day unselfishly, with moral purpose and with love in my heart, the reward is much greater than the pain that may come along in the path.

Thank you my friends,

Namaste

My earliest memory is the day Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. died. I remember my mother standing in front of the tv set, crying. I remember the other people on the tv crying also. It was two days before my fourth birthday. Although I was way too young to know what was happening, those images stayed with me. I remember having the feeling deep inside; a feeling that a child doesn't understand. But at such an age, what does a child know? I have since found out that children know so much more than we give them credit for. That feeling has never left me. It drives me. It is a feeling that I still cannot put into words.

It seems my whole life, every breath, every step, every day, has been filled with messages that sometimes are as clear as this screen that I am looking at right now. Those are the messages that I sometimes feel compelled to speak right then and there. And then there are those messages that come in dreams and meditations, seemingly forgotten, until the day comes when what I saw in my dreams actually happens. Tower 2.... but that is another story.

The masters, the prophets, the children, the songwriters, the poets... You... these are my teachers. I have walked many paths, asked many questions, read many books, heard many stories, worshipped many gods. I'm sure manyof us here have that same eclectic background. It's the path that brought us all here in our own personal way.

I can only change the world by being who I am, being proud in that, and being truthful in who I am. I have no shame in who I am - there is no need for shame. I know my heart and my spirit are honest and only want the best for the world and all the souls in it. There is no need for shame in that.