There is something to be said for knowing who you are as oppossed to knowing what you do, who you know and what you show to the world. I have had some interesting experiences in my life, but none would surrpass this past Friday.
But before I can tell you about what took place, first I must give you some background. I have lived most of my life in the south, Alabama and Tennessee, until the past 8 years. I moved back to the state of my birth to help my paternal grandmother heal from a broken hip. Once she was ok, I then ventured into the Erie area to visit my sister and her other half only to see the most breathtaking view of Lake Erie during the spring. I took one look and had to live there by the water where I am now residing with my other half and a roomate as well as 3 cats and 1 bearded dragon. (Now you know part of the reason I drive truck during the week. lol)
I grew up in the heart of the Bible belt and spent a lot of time in Church and things associated with Church. So you could say I was well versed in "spriritual" matters with all the Bible lessons, services and other things I attended on a regular basis. Since then, I have come into my own so-to-speak by reading a lot, praying a lot and just meditating to find the truth. I know where I am going and where I've been. I know who hold the future and who holds my hand.
So you can understand when I finally acknowledged myself as a lesbian, it went against everything I was ever taught. But I found a truth that is my own as everyone must in his or her life. I am at peace with who I am and I couldn't have been blessed with a better spouse than the one in my life now! I also came to terms with the gift God has given me of intuition. I didn't want to believe it, but I know now that I can't deny what I have anymore than I can deny who I am.
Now mind you, my parents divorced on my 8th birthday. My Father was killed in an automobile accident when he was 39 years old, and just 10 months later, my mother died. I was 17 and 9 months pregnant with my first child when she passed away. One month later I had, which would have been, the first grandchild. She now has 2 children of her own and is doing great!
I have never seen or heard anything from their passing since then. People go to mediums and spiritulists to get answers, I never heard a word. Did I believe that our loved ones who have passed on comes back and pops in every now and again...not really. Due to my strict upbringing I couldn't believe that our loved ones came back and was told that they weren't our loved ones, but demons. I believe now, through research and my own private prayers, that it is possible and that people can have messages from our loved ones from beyond, because they come back to help us.
Now that you have some background, I can continue with my story।
But before I can tell you about what took place, first I must give you some background. I have lived most of my life in the south, Alabama and Tennessee, until the past 8 years. I moved back to the state of my birth to help my paternal grandmother heal from a broken hip. Once she was ok, I then ventured into the Erie area to visit my sister and her other half only to see the most breathtaking view of Lake Erie during the spring. I took one look and had to live there by the water where I am now residing with my other half and a roomate as well as 3 cats and 1 bearded dragon. (Now you know part of the reason I drive truck during the week. lol)
I grew up in the heart of the Bible belt and spent a lot of time in Church and things associated with Church. So you could say I was well versed in "spriritual" matters with all the Bible lessons, services and other things I attended on a regular basis. Since then, I have come into my own so-to-speak by reading a lot, praying a lot and just meditating to find the truth. I know where I am going and where I've been. I know who hold the future and who holds my hand.
So you can understand when I finally acknowledged myself as a lesbian, it went against everything I was ever taught. But I found a truth that is my own as everyone must in his or her life. I am at peace with who I am and I couldn't have been blessed with a better spouse than the one in my life now! I also came to terms with the gift God has given me of intuition. I didn't want to believe it, but I know now that I can't deny what I have anymore than I can deny who I am.
Now mind you, my parents divorced on my 8th birthday. My Father was killed in an automobile accident when he was 39 years old, and just 10 months later, my mother died. I was 17 and 9 months pregnant with my first child when she passed away. One month later I had, which would have been, the first grandchild. She now has 2 children of her own and is doing great!
I have never seen or heard anything from their passing since then. People go to mediums and spiritulists to get answers, I never heard a word. Did I believe that our loved ones who have passed on comes back and pops in every now and again...not really. Due to my strict upbringing I couldn't believe that our loved ones came back and was told that they weren't our loved ones, but demons. I believe now, through research and my own private prayers, that it is possible and that people can have messages from our loved ones from beyond, because they come back to help us.
Now that you have some background, I can continue with my story।
My significant other, my roommate and I decided to go to Lily Dale, NY. (the best I can do is give this website to describe it: www.lilydaleassembly.com) I went with trepedation wondering what would happen and what I would find. I found a peace that I have never found anywhere else. I walked into their assembly hall and immediately felt a peace and God's presence. We listened to the speakers and I was totally at rest within. After the service, we went to another message service at another location on the grounds. I was praying all the while that my roommate would get a message that would help her with her decisions and help give her some understanding of what she was going through. I really wasn't thinking too much of myself at that point because I figured if my loved ones wanted to tell me something, they would. (especially if you ever knew my loved ones!) So at the second message service, my other half got a message from her grandmother and it was very positive. Then we went to another message service and my roommate got 2 messages from 2 different speakers while my other half received yet another message. I did not receive any message however and was ok with that. What I had received is acceptance within myself of my gifts and of who I am. At the second message service, my other half met up with someone who used to counsel at her high school in Hopewell, PA and found that she was a medium and lived on the grounds. She was very surprised to see her and was grateful that she had the opportunity to visit with her. We then went to a healing service which helped me to focus and meditate on positive energy and God, which is one in the same.
So you see it was a very delightful day and we all came away with a renewed sense of peace and encouragement.
Now here is where it get's more interesting. After we left, we went to Bob Evans to get some dinner. We went in, got a table and I was on the phone with my daughter finalizing some plans for later that night. I then returned a friend's call and was off the phone talking with my friends when a lady from the table accross the isle came over and said, "excuse me, I am sorry, I never do this, but there has been a gentleman with you ever since you came in." She was talking directly to me! Later my other half told me she noticed her and her husband watching me from the time we came in until she said something to me. I looked at her and told her to go on. She then asked if there was a man with glasses who was close to me like a brother, I said yes. She then told me the message he was giving her for me, that he wanted to give me a smiley face and that he was very happy with me and the things I was doing in my life. She also said he wanted me to not be afraid to open up and to "smell the roses". I told her I knew what she was meaning. She then told me he wants me to explore what I have learned and my gifts. I thanked her and again she apologized and I ensured her it was ok when she told us that they lived at Lily Dale. I then looked at my friends and they were diligently eating their dinners. Then my Girlfriend said, "only you, and only in a Bob Evans!" We all laughed. I then turned around to eat, and got the overwhelming message to validate her since she stepped out on faith! So I got her attention and told her my brother was alive still, however, my father had passed away when he was only 39 and that made a lot more sense to her and she thanked me. Then when they got ready to leave, the husband put his hand on my shoulder as he was leaving, he said that the man wanted me to know that a very important job opportunity would open up within the next 6 months from somewhere I would never expect it. I thanked them and asked God to bless them. I am certain it was my dear ole dad.
So you see, I learned a lot that day. 1. To trust from within., 2. To dare to believe in what is seen and what is not seen., 3. To never give up my faith., 4. I am never alone., 5. The most important of all is that I learned to believe in me. Funny how things have a way of finding you in the most unusual places, like a Bob Evans.
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