Spirituality
Journey of My Soul
My roadmap to love, understanding, and to myself.
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I make no claims to any special abilities. I am not an empath, can’t read tarot cards, and I can’t see your aura.
My intuition, in life and about people, is exceptionally strong, though. I finally pay more attention to it in my old age than I have. My not doing so was a mistake I repeatedly made in my life. I’ve learned my lesson.
My soul journey began with a brief walk into the unknown, with discussions on our souls and energy with my grandfather in 1965.
My grandfather was slowly dying of lung cancer and emphysema. My grandmother said he had considered becoming a member of the clergy after the war (WWI). Instead, he became an attorney, spending life helping those who couldn’t afford an attorney.
Once he swore he would never set foot inside a church again, but never explained why to anyone. When I asked why, he’d wave the question away with a hand, fingers stained brown from thousands of unfiltered Camel cigarettes. This was how my journey into spirituality began, with my dying grandfather.
