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Chapter Forty-Two


               Every day I’m becoming more alive! In heart, body, soul and
            spirit.  After being held prisoner inside myself, controlled by
            other relationships for so many years, I feel like I’m embarking
            on a time of transformation and rebirth. It’s exhilarating and
            frightening at the same time. But I am okay because when I
            survived that crash, I surrendered to whatever is meant to be.
               I’ve read the actress Shirley MacLaine’s book,  “Out on
            a Limb,” about her journey with reincarnation, meditation
            and mediumship (trance-channeling). I’ve chanted with the
            Buddhist neighbours who used to live above me. I’ve been
            corralled by some  ‘nice’ Church of Scientology  ‘friends’ on
            Yonge Street in downtown Toronto. I have also been exposed
            to a plethora of other New Age practices. I’ve gone to psychics,
            palm and tea-leaf readers and had my numbers and horoscope
            done. I had a friend read my Tarot cards. Some of her findings
            were uncanny.
               There isn’t any question where all this awakening is coming
            from. A fire is being reignited. I’ve been touched by this familiar
            flame before. I recognize this Spirit. It’s the same Spirit that
            manifested a life-changing impact on me at 11 years old, when
            I wrote my first song. The same Spirit that moved me as a young
            teenager, kneeling on a set of stairs, where I embraced the love
            and forgiveness of God. And the powerful Spirit that brought
            me comfort and strength as I watched my dying mother. That’s
            the one. The Holy One.
               I know God loves me. I can literally feel the healing taking
            place in my heart a little bit more every day. And forgiveness?
            God knows I have a lot of that to earn. It’s coming. I know I
            also have to forgive myself. That’s the hardest one and hopefully,
            in time, I’ll find appropriate room in my heart. I do feel like a
            huge weight has been lifted. I don’t have to carry all of this on
            my own any longer.


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