Why I was raped behind the Church
This is the craziest thing I ever wrote—here goes:
I believe that I was raped behind the church, down the
street from my parent’s home when I was 12-years-old—by a boy in my class
because before coming to Earth—I told Goddess that I wanted to inspire,
motivate, or touch people in a unique and special way.
And She said to me, “Look you are going to forget that we had this conversation…and you are going to think that I abandoned you in your darkest hour. Earth is a planet of not only physical gravity—but emotional, psychological, and spiritual gravity. In order for you to connect to your humanity—your body must be mired to Earth’s emotional energetic field. When you select a “Spiritual Mission” to help others in any way—you must have an experience that connects you to the depths of the hearts and souls of others. But remember… you won’t be able to help them, inspire them, motivate them, or touch them until you first heal yourself.”
I had an emotional break-down when I was away at school at
Northern Michigan University,
seven-years after the rape; I
kept saying over, and over, and over again, “God didn’t you hear me calling
you? I was behind the church for god-sake. Why didn’t you come and save me?”
Episode 6 of the Jungle Beauty Goddesses, is the Universe’s
answer back to me.
Ps. My son, Sidney says that you can tell that a woman
created this video because men do not cry and hold each other like Jesus and DeMatter
beard-to-beard does in this video—not even father and son.
I dedicate this this video to Divine Mother and Divine
Father of All That Is. I remember…
Jungle Beauty Goddesses Episode 6 You Don't Need to be Saved
