Entangled - journey of discovery
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When I was very young I had déjà vu moments and Out of Body experiences. Those inexplicable things that personally happen to most of us niggled at me for most of my life. It all started as a mild curiosity, and then over time became a mysterious puzzle that needed a solution.
It wasn't until I finally got to retirement and had some time to follow my passions instead of my pension, that I gave it more serious thought. At that same time I found myself in Southern Mexico for many months every year. This turned out to be opportune because the places I visited appeared to be hotbeds of spiritual psychic people. At least our paths kept crossing.
This is a story of my personal journey of discovery into the world of consciousness, healers, and psychic phenomenon.
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