Today 7/2/2018 is my only biological child’s birthday. The child’s birth name is Robert Marc Cowan and his biological father’s name is Bruce Cowan and lives a life with his third wife in LI and in Florida.
Our biological son Robert is in Downtown Denver Co.
Our son’s self-created story is his own personal existence.
My intent is to be in Downtown Denver 10/14/2018 and hug my son. My flight arrangements have been made on Spirit Airlines for my son to return with me 10/20/2018 to NYC and transportation to Damascus PA where I will continue my surgical procedures needed.
I will continue to stay strong and gain courage as I continue to help others to manage their existence in a responsible behavioral pattern.
My birthday June 18/2018.
The climate where my physical body was turbulent, even though my physical performance looked the opposite. I appeared to be grounded with my feet feeling the substance keeping me from flying to another planet.
I existed as an entertainer, writer from self published “Conception to Birth”. On page 48 and 49 of “Conception to Birth ( the self-created-character )”Grandma Michele” from planet Zatar . My imagination Death. I would return to the source that created my identity. It was a Utopia planet. Active 4 stage cells were taking control and I communicating with the active cells giving them acknowledgment. They were not happy with me not playing to do battle. “How can this be”, one cancer cell said to another cancer cell.
It just is and that’s no fun for me. I think I will just leave this body in the fluid waste and start a cancer invasion somewhere else.
Was the active cancer cells dialog real? I don’t know what is real and what is imaginary as I review my life from my birth 6/18/1947.
Everyday is a birthday for everyone. 365 birthdays and 365 wishes at the dawn of each rising sun. I make the same wish everyday. What wish or wishes do you make?
My wish is to be alive. After my physical body dies and disintegrates into pure energy, my pure energy will ignite a spark for existence to sustain perpetuity.
Do you know Grandma Michele ? Grandma Michele is the identity of me . My birth name Michele Wendy Weinstein born 6/18/1947 . I am not a biological Grandmother . My son Robert Marc Cowan born 7/2/66 is my only biological child and his father’s name is Bruce Cowan. I was married two times so far . My last husband’s name is Barry Schuchman . Both of my x husbands are remarried to another female and I am very happy for both of them. All contracts can be broken or revised and rewritten for all parties to agree their relationships will serve their individual purpose.
There is no guaranty that even the revised ,rewritten will exist as time goes by and by into the future.
My debts are my responsibilities. My actions are my judgement calls. For I know both sides of my physical body and the way both sides work together for my existence.
Dear Souls Oct 28/2016
Am I “Chop liver” to you ? I asked myself as I looked in the mirror of my reflection . The Mirror answered “Yes ” I said ” Why ? The mirror said” you needed to play that role. I said “Why ? The mirror said “until you forgive yourself ” I said Why ? The mirror said ” nothing ” I understood the silence from my own reflection . It was me creating and destroying just to learn from challenging myself to evolve.
Dear Souls Aug.10.2016
I was up at midnight wide awake . I had gone to bed at 10 pm feeling great. I asked myself “Why ? ” My mind went a drift as if it was sailing away somewhere for some unknown reason for me to learn a new life lesson . “How perfect “, to experience a surreal energy healing to my physical being.
Before I went to bed I gave myself an electric stimulating massage treatment for an hour with a class 11 medical device . The device simulates my energy points so my flow continues and I felt bliss.
That electric stimulation woke up an awareness in my subconscious. It opened another dimension of reality to my mindfulness.
Letting go of useless drama from the world I had created to be the drama queen felt calming to me . My voyage for 3 hours took me outside of my body . I was flying over fields and valleys . Over water to far off places I had been before . I flew into the stars and beyond this Universe . When I returned back into my body at 3 am ,I felt blessed and comfortable all snuggled in bed like a new-born baby. No care in the world . No dramas . A New Day had begun for me .
Getting up to go to the bathroom and returning to my bed, I looked at my clock and it was 8:18 am . I had been asleep 5:18 hours and remembered the flying voyage .
My routine in the morning was to exercise in the lower level of my Damascus Retreat .
I had been the female moth flying the night before in my dreams to absorb
Moth photo by Jerry Cohen.
I continued to build and destroy with my energy what mattered to my well being.