GuiltlessSpirit

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Creating:
I would like to be able to education others on what I have be through and learned. I think everyone is capable of attaining true happiness and I would like to teach others how.

Awakening:
I call myself a "Runaway Slave...Looking for My Way Home", I come from a small rural city in Haiti. I grew up in a rural town in Florida. I've always been a special child. I am an only child an my mother's side and the oldest on my father's. Childhood wasn't easy, I believed Myself to have multiple personality or I could communicate with "others". I remember, I used to sit in My room for hours talking to "others", and though I could not physically see them, I could feel them... My twin sister's name is Aisylina, she gave herself that name after passing in my mother's womb. I am not sure after how many months she was lost, but I know her. My mother became pregnant once more after my arrival, but decided to abort the being. He left us after being in her womb for three months. I never forgave her for that.... I remember at the age of nine, asking my mother if everyone I'd met existed even though they were not in my presences. She could not answer Me, because my mother is an illiterate. She was one of twelve siblings to a poor single mother. My grandmother thought herself how to read with no electricity in the dark Haiti night. I always knew I was different. Never being able to share my experiences, ideas, feelings and thoughts with others. I remember being young and thinking of what I would do once I was of age. I studied tarot reading at the age of ten; I practice voodoo at the age of eleven; and lost myself once I entered junior high school. I wondered the earth, lost and confused for sixteen years. On January 12, 2006 I found out I had cervical cancer; and would have to go into surgery ASAP to prevent any further damage..... I went crazy....My mother being the angel that she is, told me she had a vision I was pregnant with a baby girl on February 17, 2007....And then on March 17, 2007, I found out I was pregnant. Being an only child, and raised in a single parent home, I was very shelter and lonely. Once I found out I was pregnant, I believe I went into what I call "insanity" state. I became bi-polar, happy and excited about my pregnancy one minute; and planning My suicide the next. I remember going into the hospital on Thursday, November 14, 2007. I was excite, nervous, scared, frightened, and saddened all at the same time. I had to be induced into labor, because My cervix would not open. As I laid in that hospital, the only thing that was on My mind was that Being inside of Me. My entire pregnancy, I ate properly and took care of my body. On Friday evening, at 9:40pm, My nurse walked into My room to tell me that the child took a stool inside of My womb. This causeD a fever of 100+ degrees, I was told I had to go into immediate labor or one of us would be lost. It took one hour to deliver baby Patrick. I remember when nurse Jessica broke my water; I was weak from a high fever, sour, in great pain, and thinking of that Being inside of My womb. Somehow, I remained so calm that even My mother took note. I asked the nurse for a mirror, so that I could watch that Being exit My body. I remember when the doctor arrive, he was so professional. There were over twenty people in the room, preparing for His arrival. I began pushing around 10pm. Patrick enter earth at 10:35pm, I held Him at 10:42pm. I never cried, I never smiled, I never dreamed I would be holding Him. When I was six months pregnant, I had a vision that I was playing in a river with a baby; and when I gave birth that face was looking at me. I am not sure how to explain it, but I remembered His face from the vision as soon as He came out of My body. I held on so tight to that Being, forgetting about all pain going through My body. We went home four days later, because He had jaundice. We were given two billirubin blankets, to use on him 24hrs a day for two weeks. Jaundice affects a child's liver. I remember the first time He breastfed, that is when I had My awakening. I remember wondering "where did He come from"; and "where was He before coming here to earth". I began studying the Rastafarian way of living, reading the Kebra Negast; and then the Buddhist way of living. I began practicing meditation, and looking into My child's eyes. Now heading towards 2009, I am slowly being awakened. I am learning at rapid speed. And I am loving so much...And teach those around me about true Love....