
Living with Shamans. A Lesson in Love
My husband and I drove separately to the Philadelphia airport in the pouring rain to pick up our guests from Peru.

My husband and I drove separately to the Philadelphia airport in the pouring rain to pick up our guests from Peru.

As I climbed the hills in the Sacred Valley, every step was a prayer of gratitude. Pausing often to catch my breath in the high altitude, I drank in the beauty of the mountains, valleys, small towns, and roaming llamas.

Love. This is the energy back behind all form. You, family and friends. Loved ones who sing with the Angels. Santa. And every tension you experience.

Have you been talking to Angels? Yeah, me too. How’s that going? (That’s a real questions.) I really wonder what it’s like for you when you chat with the Angels.
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