Even though my english is still very rusty, I'll try telling you a bit about it here.

It all started when I was little, but that would be too long a story, so let's move forward to year 2004, when things started to shape.

In 1996, my boss at that time used to tell me about how far I could get working on textiles. He used to tell me stories about a woman who had made a good career on this. He said I should try to do the same. In 2004, I knew she was looking for someone to hire, so I called her (I knew her from work already). We had a coffee and she told me "I'm looking for someone like me". I had finally made it. I was hired.

Less than a year later, my father died and I felt like I could have done more for him if I had continued to develop all the things I started feeling when I was a child. I could not change the past, but I could change my present and future, so I started to learn Reiki.

How come? The lady I was working with gave me the number of a man "who could see things". I went, he told me I would work with Angels (I thought he meant Guides), I should start with anything, "even Reiki" he said. So I surfed the Internet, found someone teaching Reiki and after my father died called them for my first initiation. Three years afterwards I became Master Reiki.

I have a confession to make. I compared the lady's birth chart with mine almost when we started working together. I only needed to do it once, for something there ringed a bell. She and I were to cross paths for spiritual learning. That was the whole point of it. I was delighted.

So, when she started giving me books about Sylvia Browne, I devoured them all. I then started buying my own, thru friends living and traveling abroad, but she placed me off in a good start. She then gave me the phone number of a psychic in Marbella... And that's when it all really started.

I had read enough to understand what this wonderful soul, called Barry, told me the first day we talked. He told me my father would not make it (we were planning on living together once he got out of the ), told me I was a psychic as well (it made so much sense I cried), had come here as a Healer (so that was the reason for so many things!) and many, many more explanations that I will not tell about, yet. What I will tell you is that it was a big relief to understand I was not crazy and I was not imagining things. I was just experiencing things differently, in a more complete way.

So that is what Campbell meant when he talked about "the first call", the frog-talking-to-a-princess part of the story.

Many things have happened from that day until now.

Since I was a kid, I used to study by myself, getting books that would call my attention "somehow" and getting my own conclusions on things (well, not just my own, I can say that now). I would have three different books (ie. philosophy, spirituality, anatomy) opened at the same time, to try and understand things widely. By the time I started studying with actual people, I could listen to what they said and evaluate everything inside, comparing things to what I already knew. It made my learning much more rich. On and on I kept studying: Quantum Touch, Energetic Healing (our teachers say it's the Brennan method, for they studied with her), Bach Flowers, Platonic Solids (teacher says it's part of Sacred Geometry), etc. The more I studied with people, the less strange I felt, for there were more people interested in the same things I did.

Then, things started to get rough. I had already opened a Therapy Room, at home, mainly for family, friends and people they knew. It started out with Reiki and then I included all the other methods as well, until it was more like what the person needed instead of following a specific protocol. In 2008 I woke up one day, wanting to teach groups, based on the average reasons why people came to see me. I sat in front of the computer, designed a meditation program, and on we went to offer it. I love nature so I made it an important part of the program. First group started before the year ended and a few months afterwards, local newspaper and TV called me. I was still working on textiles, with the lady and her boss in US. I knew I had to make a choice, I was not going to be able to hold both things at the same time. Also, I had seen enough of the world thru Intl Relations, and there were many things I didn't agree with. I did understand them, I just didn't agree with them. I thought things could be done differently if people saw things differently. I wanted to put it all out there. That was part of my calling. I talked to the lady and thank-fully, resigned.

I had been meditating all along (I also took some Buhddist meditation lessons, and TM) but right after the change, I panicked. For a whole year, I kept on with my Therapy Room and Classes. Together with more people, I included some Feng Shui for houses and offices, and started organizing events that I thought were good for people in our country, like Earth Day, Forgiveness Day, etc. It was really tough, but it never stopped being fun. I was learning a lot, and thru my birth chart I understood it was being this difficult because it was time for me to change, from the inside out. Changes are never easy, so as I'm still going thru some, I'm trying to flow with everything as best as possible. Old things need to fall off so new things can shine. And new things are proving themselves to be wonder-full.

It's interesting I took two years of writing while on my Spiritual studies. It was really fun, I remembered I used to write when I was in school. I had a wonderful literature teacher back then, who made all of us love Shakespeare. I remember calling her once, many years after I had left school. I told her I was in textiles and she got back at me saying "What? You didn't study Literature at the University?" I smiled. Seems like I am not wasting that gift after all.

Funny thing now that I come to think about it. I'm blessed to have such a good rapport with women. Many have helped me on my way here. It was a woman who told me I could write. It was a woman who told me about psychics and got me to Barry. It was a woman who showed me the Feminine side of life and her passion for Goddesses. It was a woman who told me I could sing, when I though I'd never use my voice or make music. And last week, for the second time in my life, I met with a woman who told me I should try acting.

I love having male friends. But having female friends on the road is really a blessing.

I'm going off the hook again, so I'll let it rest. There are lots of stories waiting to be told. Time will help me bring them to life, bits by bits, so I can enjoy it fully.

Blessings be.