I rarely call my biological mother. I think personally I get caught up in the fact I stay in touch with most people via face book that I fail to remember my own mother, whom can barely see let alone use or owns a computer. She still uses a land line as well, so not even do we text.
I always find convos with her very interesting. Extremely interesting. Especially when she speaks about my birth.
When I was a child I wanted to be an astronaut. I wanted to go to space. I longed for it. I wanted to see the stars. Somewhere in my teens that changed, and I wanted to become a famous journalist. Then, in life I realized how slated the news was. But I come back to my point. I craved the astral planes. I wanted to fly.
Now, growing up I did not really know of my mother, my stepmother raised me for every since of the word. I was taken from her care when I was around 5. I did not see her until I was 19. So we are speaking of a vast time. However, I was ALWAYS connected to my mother. We have the same signature S in our handwriting. We have same mannerisms, we even LOOK the same, especially when she was younger. I swear to you, when I lived with my mother for the first time when leaving the army, I saw a picture of her that I thought was of me. I was how did she get that? Then she said no, that was a picture of her. So her and I have a serious connection. It's just one of those universe things.
I remember her telling me stories of her astral travels. She of course always gave me the I think people think I am crazy. But she would speak to me, on how when I was younger that she would always reach out to me. I know, I felt it, but I never could see what her face looked like. I could not remember it and when I was a child I could not see it clearly in my dreams. She then would go into the story of my birth. How I am her Star Child. I am a child of the stars, I do get my information in interesting ways. I am also able to see things that most can not. But to have my mother tell me of my birth always amazes me.
I was born January 20, 1971 at 5:21 pm in California. I was born literally on the cusp. My cord was less than 6 inches long. I was born with my placenta. I always could speak and see things, especially archangels, especially Micheal. And looking back on my life, it was always when I had to fight for good over evil. My mother, still remembers clear as day (which for her is a huge issue- she repeats herself more these days, but this story never changes) How, my little self got lost ( I was at a Bluebirds meet up) in LA and how Micheal got me back into our locked apartment. I do remember this. I was lost, I some how got lost out of a line. I looked around. There was a person, who took me by the hand. Next thing I remember was being inside the apartment. My mother will still to this day tell you I told her Micheal took me there. Why, cause I am her Star Child.
With the transition is full phase, I feel like I am learning more of my Star Child ways. I have been thankful to have a watcher in this past year who has given me info and taught me the power of receiving energy from the stars above. I draw still from my water and fire- of course not at the same time. I have learned acceptance of sharing my gift to others. I feel as if I have more power going into 2013.
I understand more fully why Hamsa called to me as a name. I am a teacher, healer, protector, bridge and more. Funny how the story of my mother all these years telling me I am her Star Child sinks in to my higher self. We are all just physical beings on this earth. OM.
Photo: Taken while my mother and I was visiting Egypt.
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