With my client's and friends encouragement, and yes, a kick in the
'seat', I am finally finishing my book...These are MY
experiences and by NO means meant to offend anyone of a different
belief..If you know me, you know, I love everyone...right where they
are...Please, in the reading...feel my heart.

I'm often asked..Have you always been like this? I know they are
referring to my work...helping people with pain, but my honest answer
is......YES! I was born to QUESTION!! My first word had to be WHY?,
My first phrase was probably WHY NOT? and, finally, YES...I've always
been very clear about what I want...My approach is a little unorthodox...I
jump first, THEN figure out on the way down, how I'm going to land. So
again...my answer is yes, my curiosity, stubbornness and fearlessness
have been the gift to help me find a way to help others.
This being said...The foundation of who I am, and the beginning of my
story comes from my belief in God and parents that taught me the power
of prayer.

Even at 2, I was a precocious child...I believe this is when my
parents started to simultaneously go grey...So when I demanded that I
wanted a baby brother...NOT just a sibling...but a BROTHER....My
father in all his wisdom, directed me to One who had the ultimate
control.

I, of course at 2 years old, would have had no way of knowing that my
parents were having a hard time conceiving, so maybe their heart
fluttered a little, imagining God's heart turning soft hearing the
plea's of an 'innocent', learning to pray.

The night I demanded a baby brother, my parents sat me down and my
father explained....The message was brief and to the point...GOD
ANSWERS PRAYERS! He also explained that it wasn't important to have
the 'perfect words', but it was the intent of the heart..."We say
words...but God hears the heart..God hears us anywhere at anytime
calling to him, but getting on our knees shows a humility and a
respect." So, believing my father completely, I dropped to my
knees....Even at 2, I must have been a talker, so my dad gently
reminded me that prayer was like a conversation....a 2 way
street..."Don't do all the talking Barbie", now be still...just
wait...wait for a feeling, a knowing, a thought, a calmness that
will comforts you like no friend on earth can....THEN you KNOW...God is
talking"

As the years went by, my parents say I never gave up...You see, they
also taught me that MY timing was not necessarily God's timing...That
God sees all past and future and knows the perfect time for things to
happen...so I prayed....and prayed..
Three years later, on my 5th birthday...my little baby brother John was
born...and as my parents laid him in my arms...they said...."Barbie,
not only does God answer prayers, but he did it ON your birthday to
prove it to you"

Today, the memory touches my heart, but to a 5 year old, who never
doubted in the first place...It was JUST an answered prayer.
A few years ago in Sedona...In a group of life long meditators...I was
asked if I meditate..."I don't know for sure...but here's my
story"....When I was done, they all agreed that my parents at an early
age taught me the gift of 'being still' and hearing the inner voice
that nudges, comforts and guides.

This was the beginning of my journey, and I'm thankful everyday as I
work on clients, that I was taught to 'get out of the way', be still,
and above all.....BELIEVE!