The year was 1986 - I had just gotten permission to take one last run down the ski hill. A 5-year-old on a mission to follow a "hidden trail" through the woods. We placed skittles down so we could take the same track. It was FUN!!  Until I lost control & hugged a tree dead center. It knocked me unconscious.

I bled out of my eyes and ears - all over the white snow and my white bunny hat. We did not wear ski helmets in 1986. As I lay there looking up into the trees I could hear my friend shouting for help - it was that point that I was fading in and out of consciousness. The pain was massive - a splitting headache. My eyes closed and I could feel my body lift up - into the trees. I watched from the tree branches as the ski patrol loaded my body on the snowboard to evacuate me off the ski hill. I remember trying to get back into my body, only to feel intense pressure in my head behind my eyes - at that point I left my body once again. I believe now - so that I could not feel the pain. I was protected.  

Once we reached the Patrol office it was deemed that I would need further medical assistance - I was air lifted to the twin cities. The doctors on call opted for a CAT scan -to investigate the injuries. They had to inject me with IVP dye -- it was the dye that took my life. Little did the medical team understand that I was anaphylactic to IVP dye. This sealed my fate on the death trip. Once again, I left my body. I watched from the corner of the room as the doctors tried to revitalize my young body. At some point I left the hospital all together and went to what I would consider heaven.

I was 5 - we were a Lutheran family who attended church every weekend. It was an easy identification to say that I sat with Jesus / God and was surrounded by many, many angels. We were next to a beautiful willow-like tree and I was held in utmost peace. There were no words exchanged; however, I felt like I was told a million stories about everything. I could feel, see, and touch music and the smell was all-encompassing and ethereal. The time was short and fast at the same time. I wanted it to last. Sadly, I was told I had to come back to earth.

Upon returning to the hospital bed thru the operating theater light, I could hear intense shouting and beeping - blinding bright lights. I was only 5.

I had suppressed all these memories until now. I grew up in a house where we did not talk about the experience. There was no processing - or talking about the dreams / nightmares that I had to go thru to reach understandings. Everything I learned was of my own accord and by studying myself, my patterns, for 37 years.  

NOW - presently 
I am a mother to 6 amazing humans - they are my why and my reasons for being alive today. They are gifts and have special abilities that we share together. We understand each other very well. Lucid dreams, astral projecting, quantum healing and over-achieving ideas. Just the tip of the perspective of my 3-ring daily circus. I run a few businesses from home that allow me to have a flexible schedule.

Our newest endeavor includes everything I know - post accident!! My entire life work coming together. Quantum Chakra Lights + Cello Attuned Frequency. This is the epitome of holistic healing and truly the next level in sensory and loving our souls. The process here: clients come in, relax and kick back under the lemurian crystal lights while I play a unique Cello SOL - song while I read their body energy to sing what their soul needs to know.  

This whole experience has been a process of becoming - and finding understandings and the reasons why I am still alive today.