This morning I pulled a random journal from the collection of 80 or so on my shelves and began reading. It was from 1997 (3 years before Clares birth) and it spoke of my desire to transition from the corporate world to being a writer and speaker. I even outlined a fictional Frank Capra-esque story of a woman who faces a near-fatal illness and isnt expected to live, but through a shift in consciousness--and with the help of a faith healer in the operating room during one of her surgeries--she heals and her life changes. Fictional indeed. Mind. Blown.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 15:10:41 +0000
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