Frown lines give voice to emotions that weigh on me, and there is no longer a sparkle in my eyes. My first grays around the temples won their right from middle age. But my lips, an important asset, are glistening with raspberry hues.
“How did you get here?” I ask the stranger looking back at me, sending her hateful looks.
I bite my lips as hard as I can, hoping that a new kind of pain will force my mind’s preoccupation with the past to be diverted in another direction. There is an old saying that goes something like, “a broken woman can only be judged by the pieces on the floor.
If that does not suit me, I do not know what does.”
A breathtaking and spiritually enlightening memoir that will keep you reading late into the night.
Sometimes it even happens to psychics; those who are supposed to know in advance, to have answers, can get caught in the Arachne’s web of confusion. Dreams of a more fulfilling life and a change in her almost identical days and nights were the very first things on Aurora’s wish list. That was until a series of nighttime dreams start becoming reality. Simultaneously confusing, frightening, and exciting paranormal mysteries sparked her spirit into a twin flame experience and dark night of the soul, that lasted for years. While this whirlwind opened her up to cycles of strengths and weaknesses that played out many times, in many lifetimes, it also fueled her determination to face and challenge the unthinkable. Will she succeed, or will she fail?