About Me

[susan]

My story is simple they have been with me all my life
They’re everywhere, but this story is tucked away in the National Forest where many spirits walk. It’s an old civil war cemetery that has shown us many things and has taken us to many places and to meet many knew people.

It has allowed me to open that door again I closed earlier in life to raise my son. The door into their world open for me years later and they seem to welcome me in. (I call it)- The biggest move ever and we are all the actors!

I have always believed we are not alone in this world and I think we have known this for sometime, since the beginning of time, really. If you believe in the bible its all there talking about the fallen angles who came down and bred with the women of this earth (who are the fallen angels?) I had to ask myself who where they and why do the spirits and angels let me see them?


You may call these photos whatever you would like to, leaves, trees, tree branches - whatever. You can say I have gone crazy, because I did until dark shadows ran in front of my car and took me to other places that would lead me to the same people, died and a live. They also took me to have cat scans and other tests. I am normal as rain.

This is very real and I have had friends with me the whole time. I had to give this place a break for a while but will go back again someday because I found out where the old homestead is and I am told many have died there.

Thanks and enjoy my Images from the Spirit World

*MAY GOD BE WITH YOU AND CAMP HIS ANGELS AROUND YOU*
It Is Your Choice; I am Only Sharing The Photo's we have taken.
Some of the photos and letters others have sent in.
It Is Up To Each Of Us To Come Up With Our On Conclusion, Enjoy.
Take me serous just this once; I am not making this up.
If you want to find them, they will let you. *

Please be careful What Door You Open, It May Not Close Back


Looking in the Mirror

I am like two people floating in a sea of endless time careful with displaying my feelings at times and leading a life filled with so many highs and lows.

One life is my public life in which I might appear as an eccentric shy snobbish road scholar with a P.H.D from the School of hard knocks, or an unusual uneducated character to some.

The other life riddled with lies and misunderstandings it is my secret life, which is obsessed with finding the answers to eternal questions and the meaning of true love.

Even today I am still looking for those answers when it comes to spirituality, understanding and truths that the universe often presents to me that I do not lisen to at times but my biggest issue is I can’t understand those who have found spirituality and can’t except and love others for who they are?

I don’t feel at times I fit into society very well and also have to do a lot of pretending and acting to survive. I think I have a broad-minded point of view with morals that makes me different then most in some way and I see so many angles to many situations that it drives me crazy.

If you believe in reincarnation and I’m not sure that I do, I get the feeling that I was a highly evolved person, that has lived many times before and what I haven’t learned yet is that in time I must deal with my fear here on earth and one-day I will have much to offer the rest of you, somehow.




I feel I have a sharp intuition but seem to give it up to others control to change my way of thinking while I’m wishing we lived in a world in which everyone was equal where one human should not be more exclusive then another ever, but we all know that will never happen, not in my life time anyway.

I am a dreamer, a writer and I’m a brutally honest, silly, sincere, caring, unique, and a genuine human and I’m terrible with names but never forget a face. I’m a hopeless romantic, who likes to make everyone feel like they are special in this world and teach that we are all a gift from God but I am finding lately I stay in constant conflict with the direction of my surroundings and for my higher self because I have lost my imaginative ways putting others problems first before my own and until they prove me with a reason to otherwise distrust them, by then,
I have forgiven them again.

I am a very sensitive women and feel I am a compassionate person that tends to take things very personally and when I feel others have let me down I have a tendency to retreat from society and tend to play the victim looking for a little sympathy or help from those who I have helped before but I find No one there and I am forced to heal myself. As my soul hungers for truth in all relationships and spiritual awareness or it somehow dies when it feels it has to be hidden in a world I so miss.

I often throw my entire body into my self-expression so that it is one with what I am trying to say, others tell me that anyway. I believe all my experiences I undergo are all for a very special purpose, though some I’m not aware of yet.






I love to dance and when I feel lost emotionally I seem to rely on wise words to get me through so I turn to my notebook and pen. I find at times I am an oddly sentimental creature. I have a soul that must nurture and take care of others because I love people but at times take on other burdens and in-turn it threatens my own happiness and my own life.

Why one might ask: in the hopes that someone will recognize that I might have a good heart, and most of the time when time passes I am thanked for all kinds of support as that person has moved on in life and into a new romance or friendship with someone else.

I use to dress in the latest trendy fashions so that on the surface I might not appear to be a bit shallow or just to be noticed, feel pretty and feel sexy you know, I am a women?

I often make myself too available and in the end I am left feeling like I have been taken for granted or used ending up with a broken heart because I feel others simply can’t recognize their own empathy as being an expression of there own desire because they get trapped in themselves with certain kinds of power plays and in the end thinking only of self.

I love Music because it has always been the expression of my soul and because I am a very quite person at first and it seems to be the only way to communicate those deep down feelings and words that at times you just couldn't begin to express to anyone, so you let the song tell them.

I love thunderstorms and rainy days while some hide from the rain, others just get wet. I love to dance in the rain. I love autumn and watching the rainbow of colors but I come alive in the spring. I love my son most of all he was and is a gift given to me from God and born from my heart.


Speaking of hearts mine is a soft one that can be hurt easily. It is a very forgiving heart and it will bring back the gifts given to it from God to be shared with the world with love and forgiveness.

Sunday, March 8, 2009
As I look into the mirror, How honest can you be