“Arrête Emergency”: When My Twin Flame Appeared and Created a World Between Languages

🌍How a Franglais panic in a Miami rainstorm became one of the most meaningful inside jokes of my relationship.

Some soulmate stories begin with flirty glances at a party.

Mine began with tears.

I had just been turned away from my ancestor’s grave — a moment heavy with emotion, history, and spiritual weight. I was crying on the sidewalk when my Uber driver pulled up. The first one had canceled. The second one — the one who actually arrived — happened to be him.

At the time, I didn’t understand the magnitude of that moment.

But looking back, it was unmistakably divine timing: the universe weaving together ancestry, grief, coincidence, and destiny in one seamless intersection.

And here’s the unexpected part:

even though I was crying, and even though the moment was emotional, the energy between us was surprisingly light.

There was flirtation from the beginning — warm, subtle, natural.

His smile carried that effortless French ease I would later come to know so well.

He joked gently, easing the weight of the moment without diminishing it.

And then he reached for my hand.

Not dramatically.

Not boldly.

Just naturally — as if he already knew me.

And when he did, something ancient awakened in me.

It wasn’t attraction alone.

It was recognition.

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Twin Flames Don’t Enter Quietly — They Enter Through Meaning

Long before this happened, I had written openly on my own website about twin flames — about the truth that these connections are not fantasies, but profound energetic mirrors, shared purpose, and divine timing.

I wrote that twin flames often enter your life at a crossroads event — a moment that could go one way or another, and the universe intervenes.

That is exactly where I was standing:

• outside the lineage of my family

• emotional and vulnerable

• trying to honor my past

• when a canceled Uber redirected my entire future

That’s how twin flame crossings happen:

quietly, powerfully, and at the exact moment you are open and unguarded.

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Before the Inside Jokes, There Was Ease

People imagine soulmate beginnings as cinematic, but the truth is simpler and deeper:

When he arrived, there was an immediate ease.

A calmness.

A familiarity that didn’t make sense yet made perfect sense.

We weren’t laughing hysterically the way we would in Miami a year and a half later, but we were absolutely laughing that first day — small jokes, little comments, gentle flirtation.

That mixture of ease + spark is the beginning of every twin flame story I’ve ever written about.

Something inside me recognized him long before my mind understood why.

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Miami & “Arrête Emergency”: The Moment Our Third Language Was Born

Fast-forward a year and a half later:

Miami.

Rain pouring.

A BMW convertible.

Chaos rising.

He accidentally pulls into a lane he absolutely should not be in, and my nervous system panics into this spontaneous Franglais eruption:

“Arrête emergency!”

Perfectly imperfect.

Not English.

Not French.

Just instinct.

That moment could have turned into a fight.

He could have felt criticized.

He could have shut down or reacted with ego.

But instead?

He laughed with me, not at me.

He softened.

And somehow, the fear dissolved into connection.

A stressful moment became one of our most cherished inside jokes.

A rupture turned into intimacy — the true sign of emotional compatibility.

That’s when we created our own language.

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The French Call It “Un Délire à Deux”

Our relationship slowly became what the French so perfectly call:

un délire à deux

A private world. A shared delirium only the two of us understand.

It wasn’t just language between us — it was culture.

We created:

• a rhythm

• a shared humor

• a playful bilingual dialect

• a softness inside tension

• a world no one else understands

Another French expression describes it even better:

notre petit monde

our little world.

That’s exactly what this love feels like:

a world that exists between languages, between lifetimes, between destiny and human choice.

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The Twin Flame Breadcrumbs That Followed

On my website, I once wrote that twin flame connections unfold through synchronicity — moments that are too precise, too unlikely, too mirrored to ignore.

And after he came into my life, something surreal happened:

MLive called my agency wanting to interview me about twin flames.

A random weekday.

No connection.

No reason.

No explanation.

Just a journalist calling out of nowhere to talk about the exact spiritual concept I had been writing about — right as I was living it.

I had spent years writing about soul recognition, divine timing, and the way love can arrive through synchronicity… and suddenly I was being featured as an expert, telling the story of how I met my twin flame after being turned away from my ancestors’ crypt in Paris.

My words appeared beside the daughter of Elizabeth Clare Prophet—two women speaking about destiny, spiritual awakening, and the power of inner transformation.

The article wasn’t just press.

It was a sign.

A mirror.

A cosmic nod saying, “Yes, you are living exactly what you’ve always known.”

That wasn’t coincidence.

It was confirmation.

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His Smile, His Ease, His Spirit: The First Signs I Recognized

From the beginning, he carried a presence that felt familiar:

• light but grounded

• confident but kind

• playful but steady

• gentle but magnetic

His smile was the first thing I noticed, and I remember thinking:

This feels like someone I’ve known before.

And the moment he took my hand — on the day I was grieving my ancestors — something inside me whispered:

“This is part of your story.”

Not just romantically — spiritually.

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Safety: The Language That Doesn’t Need Translation

The arrête emergency moment illustrates something essential:

With him, my vulnerability does not create danger.

It creates closeness.

In my past, vulnerability meant:

• being misunderstood

• being criticized

• being punished

• being too much

• being unsafe

With him, vulnerability becomes:

• safety

• laughter

• softness

• connection

• repair

Twin flames don’t show up to create chaos.

They show up to mirror truth, expand you, soften you, and make you brave again.

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Humor: The Love Letter Between Lifetimes

He still quotes it —

“Arrête emergency.”

And every time, it brings back the memory, the fear, the relief, and the intimacy of that moment.

Inside jokes are not trivial.

They are emotional timestamps.

Proof that two souls moved through something together.

Humor is how our souls remind each other:

• we’re safe

• we’re connected

• we remember

• we choose each other again and again

It’s our language now —

a language built on everything we’ve survived and softened together.

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Our Love Lives Between Languages, Between Lifetimes

We didn’t meet through perfection.

We didn’t meet through grammar.

We didn’t meet in a moment of joy.

We met through emotion, vulnerability, ancestry, timing —

and a man who held my hand when I was crying outside my family’s resting place.

But over time, our love built its own language:

• part English

• part French

• part memory

• part destiny

• part soul

A language only we speak.

A world only we inhabit.

A true délire à deux —

ridiculous, tender, fated, bilingual, ancestral, and unmistakably ours.

Signs from Heaven, Shifts on Earth: A Reflection on Meeting RFK Jr.

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

By Julie Tourangeau @julietour

“Synchronicity is an ever-present reality for those who have eyes to see.” – Carl Jung

I’ve lived enough life to know a sign from God when I see one.

My journey has always moved to the rhythm of synchronicity—sacred alignments, divine nudges, moments that unfold with a kind of spiritual precision that defies logic. So no, I don’t believe it was any coincidence that I met Robert F. Kennedy Jr. on October 7, 2023.

It wasn’t just a date on the calendar. It was the day everything shifted.

What I didn’t know at the time was that across the globe, a devastating attack by Hamas had just unfolded, igniting the latest violent chapter of the Israel-Gaza conflict. But I felt the weight of the day before I knew the headlines. There was something in the air. My soul registered it before my mind could.

And then, there was Bobby.

He spoke that day with the fire and clarity I’d come to respect him for. He talked about cutting $500 million from the military-industrial complex. About ending our involvement in foreign wars. About redirecting our energy and resources inward—toward peace, healing, sovereignty. It felt aligned with the Kennedy legacy. With truth.

But something changed.

In the weeks that followed, I watched Bobby’s tone shift. Suddenly, he was defending Israel’s military campaign, stating that any nation under similar attack would “level Gaza.” Meanwhile, over 17,000 Palestinian children have been killed since the start of the war. Children. The kind of innocent life I believe the Kennedy I followed would have spoken out for, unequivocally.

Back in 2022, at the Defeat the Mandates rally, I heard him say something that chilled me. He warned us that if a regime like the Nazis had access to today’s surveillance technology, “it would be game over.” He mentioned Anne Frank—not to diminish her suffering, but to show how much harder resistance would be in our time. He said there are some things worse than dying… like living under totalitarian rule. And if it came to that, he said he’d be willing to die with his bootstraps on.

Moments prior to the Defeat the Mandates event on January 23, 2022.

That’s the Bobby I believed in. That’s the kind of courage that inspired so many of us.

And yet now, it seems like his boldness has softened—on foreign policy, on pharma, on the very systems he once vowed to confront.

Then there’s AIPAC.

What most people don’t realize is that back in the early ’60s, JFK’s Department of Justice ordered the American Zionist Council—the group that would later rebrand as AIPAC—to register as a foreign agent under the Foreign Agents Registration Act (FARA). The Kennedy administration gave them a deadline. They stalled. And then, just before that deadline passed… JFK was assassinated.

Shortly after, AIPAC quietly emerged, asserting it was a domestic lobby and escaping foreign agent registration. But let’s be honest—it acts on behalf of a foreign government. And it’s time we finish what JFK started. AIPAC should be treated as a foreign agent. Because that’s exactly what it is.

And here’s what makes this even more personal: Bobby’s own father, Robert F. Kennedy, was assassinated in 1968—allegedly by Sirhan Sirhan, a Palestinian man. But in 2016, RFK Jr. publicly stated that he believed Sirhan was innocent. Framed. He visited him in prison and became convinced that the official story didn’t add up. Programs like MK Ultra have since come to light—experiments in mind control, memory loss, and behavioral manipulation—and Sirhan himself has long claimed he doesn’t remember the shooting. Forensic evidence supports the idea that he wasn’t even standing in the correct position to shoot Bobby’s father from behind. Witnesses have testified there was a second shooter in the pantry. But that truth, like so many others, was buried.

But here’s where the story deepens.

We are living in a time of spiritual awakening. And it’s no accident that the name “Israel” has come to the forefront again. In early Christianity, “Israel” wasn’t just a nation. It was a name given to the people of God—those who wrestle with the divine, those who walk the path of truth. The word itself comes from “Isra” (to struggle or contend) and “El” (God). In this sense, Israel was never meant to be about borders or politics. It was always about inner transformation. A spiritual identity.

What if what we’re witnessing now—the chaos, the polarization, the war—isn’t just geopolitical?

What if it’s a test?

What if we’re being asked to wake up, to remember what the word Israel really meant before empire distorted it? To return to the path of peace, truth, and divine alignment. To see clearly what is real, and what has been manufactured.

I don’t know what kind of pressure Bobby is under behind the scenes, but I can imagine. The CIA, Israeli intelligence, the ghosts of his father’s and uncle’s deaths—all woven through this story. But I also know this:

As I walked out of that building on October 7, unsure of how to feel, unsure of what was changing in him… the sky gave me my answer.

Rainbows.

Moments after meeting Bobby walking out of the building to the parking garage.

Not just one. But a sky full of them, unfolding one after another from the moment I left until the moment I pulled into my driveway—an hour and a half of color and light breaking through the clouds.

To me, rainbows have always been signs from Heaven—reminders that we are not alone, that even in our confusion, there’s covenant and presence. I believe those rainbows were a message not just to me, but to him.

Rainbows consistently all the way home to my neighborhood in Rochester Hills, an hour and a half away.

Whatever Bobby is facing, I believe his ancestors are with him. I believe Heaven is with him. I believe the true spirit of Israel—the wrestlers of God, the truth seekers, the peace-makers—is still alive in him somewhere.

He said he’d die with his bootstraps on if it meant standing up to a totalitarian regime. I still believe that man exists.

And I pray he remembers who he is.

Because now more than ever, we need someone brave enough to finish what his family started.

And choose truth—even if it costs everything.

Rally for Kennedy 2024 in Lansing, Michigan October 7, 2023.

A Rose Among Philosophers: How Rousseau Led Me Home

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

A soul-guided journey through legacy, synchronicity, and the return to spiritual freedom

Some moments in life feel divinely timed—so layered with meaning that you know they were written into your story long before you arrived.

It started with a playful comment I made to fellow insurance agents:

“Let’s go to Amsterdam after our trip to Munich!”

We all laughed—but the name stuck. I became Amsterdam for the rest of the season.

That nickname would turn out to be a sign.

As I planned my travels, I felt pulled toward France. I reached out to my Uncle George, who my mother credited for recording our family tree, curious if there were any family connections there. That’s when he shared something I had never known: we are descended from Jean-Jacques Rousseau, through a man named Noël Rousseau—an ancestor who changed his surname to Rose when he fled to the New World in search of freedom from persecution.

It was a family secret, one my uncle may have carried quietly for years. I had lived my whole life unaware of the truth, and yet everything began to fall into place.

I started researching Rousseau’s work and discovered a novel I had never read: Julie, or the New Heloise.

My name.

And on the original title page, I saw the place where it was first published:

Amsterdam.

Julie… Amsterdam.

My nickname. My name. A divine breadcrumb, perfectly timed.

I followed it all the way to France.

The trip itself was far from smooth. The person I had planned it with left me after a tense night at the Moulin Rouge, canceling all of our future reservations.

On the street alone outside the show, admiring the iconic landmark.

I was suddenly alone. But I pressed on. I had an incredible experience alone in the Loire Valley the next morning, as if it was always supposed to happen that way. I had remembered being there before, though I had never been.

A tribute to Rousseau in a Loire Valley Chateau.

The next day, I then went to the Panthéon in Paris, where Rousseau is buried—only to arrive just minutes too late. I was turned away at the gate for having my ticket canceled.

Heartbroken, I walked away in tears… and that’s when I met him.

Outside the Panthéon.

Outside the resting place of my ancestor.

That’s where I met my fiancé.

Love, legacy, and freedom converged in a single moment I could never have scripted.

And now I understand: this path isn’t just mine. It’s inherited. Rousseau was one of the most influential voices of the Enlightenment—but not the godless radical many paint him to be. He was spiritual without dogma, deeply reverent of Jesus, and morally ahead of his time.

“If the life and death of Socrates are those of a sage, the life and death of Jesus are those of a god.”

(Émile)

He believed in the innate goodness of humanity, and in our natural empathy for animals:

“The blood of animals revolts us in our infancy, before habit has changed our nature.”

Like me, he believed true freedom comes from within—and that constraint placed upon conscience is the most dangerous kind.

“Happiness is the absence of constraint. The only chains that do not shackle are those we forge from love.”

(Julie, or the New Heloise)

That quote feels like it was left for me to find. And now I carry it forward—in my life, my work, and the book I’m writing: The Lost Path to Freedom.

This was never just a story about travel. It was a spiritual homecoming. A remembering. A breaking open of a secret long held in silence, finally ready to be lived out loud.

Follow my journey as I continue to explore this path.

[Instagram: @julietour]

Online Dating for the Sensitive Soul

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

Online dating can bring about high expectations for romance while usually delivering something more between a booty call and a wedding date. It’s really like a box of chocolates, and no matter how direct your profile is, or how clear your conversation is, you never really know what kind of date you are going to get. With that said, I do believe online dating has potential for something amazing. The biggest piece to grasp of online dating is maintaining inner peace amidst uncertainty. I wanted to share some tools I’ve learned as a sensitive person myself to bring peace throughout the process.

Don’t hook up with your date right away. No matter how cute they are, how spiritual they claim to be, or how vegan they are, it doesn’t mean they are going to love you unconditionally, forever. As a sensitive person who understands everything is connected and everything is energy, you mustn’t exchange sexual energy with them without a commitment. As sensitive people, we will start feeling that unconditional bond that comes with closeness and not everyone feels that way with sex in this desensitized society. It’s sad, but we are surrounded by people who truly are incapable of feeling because of diet, or media exposure, or lifestyle. You can hook up if you must, but just be prepared to visit #5.
Texting with someone over a period of time does not necessarily mean you are bonding at all. Seems weird, right? You’ve been getting good morning and goodnight texts for weeks, and they text you their yummy vegan meals, and let you know they are thinking about you. In your universe, this means something, right? In the world of online dating, there may be three other conversations going on similarly with multiple people. In the just-swipe-to-find-your-soulmate culture, instant gratification in the land of a million options to choose from is the name of the game. The only way to truly be sure they are feeling the same way is to regularly see each other in person.
Trust your intuition. They said all the right things, even have a million coincidences with your life story, yet didn’t text you the next day? Red flags should not be ignored. Chances are they are not as sensitive as they portrayed, didn’t really catch any major feels no matter what they said, and are on date #2 for the weekend. People always present their best selves on dates and are not always as they seem. The red flag you ignored that didn’t feel right to you will ultimately be the reason you visit #5 later.
Avoid narcissists playing games with your sensitivity. I once dated a guy who really hurt my feelings by not making plans for a second date. A few weeks later, he started blaming me for us not working out because I was still accepting dates with other guys. This took me for a loop. He actually had me feel bad for a behavior that was a logical response to his behavior of not reciprocating interest. Complicated, right? Turns out, he didn’t really want me anyway. He just wanted the power to control who I was dating or not dating like some kind of ego stroke. If someone is being heart-centered, they’d never shame you or guilt you into a behavior. Especially if they aren’t even observing that same behavior (ex. they get mad you still have Tinder dates, yet they are still active on Tinder). If someone is saying something contrary to your purest intentions, trust yourself over anyone else’s opinion and don’t let yourself get manipulated.
Heartbreak is sometimes inevitable. You caught some feels while your date did not. You are a deeply feeling human and it’s okay. Heartbreak means you are on the path to finding what you truly want, and you are closer than ever now that you are no longer wasting time on the wrong person. Let yourself feel it, but don’t wallow too long. Meditate on the infinite abundance of the universe and realize true love won’t be denied to you when it’s right. Trust in the reason for the heartbreak and try again. Maybe you were just meant to touch their life for a moment and to move on to something more right for you. Retreat to yourself for awhile to keep your energy high, and try again. And try not to let the last guy’s mistake affect how you treat the next guy, who could be genuinely trying. 💚

Seems a little scary, right? You may be thinking why put myself through this at all? Trust me, goddess, I feel you. Life is busy and there’s a million things you can experience while you are here. It doesn’t have to necessarily be a romantic love experience at all to lead a fulfilled life. But I do know romantic love is one of the most euphoric experiences to have while you’re a human. A shot at a true partner to experience the magic of life with is worth it.

Realize that the ups and the downs, they are all here for a reason. The Universe would never let you go through a door that wasn’t yours to open. Trust the process. Trust the heartache. Even trust the sadness. The wrong ones will continue to be removed from your life one way or another. And with every door definitively shut, you are that much closer to finding the right one to finally walk through. Know this, and be at peace with it. Remember, sensitivity is a super power. And being able to love deeply and care about people you meet is the reason you’ll find romantic love this life. ✌🏼

Synchronicity: Notice Your Answered Prayers

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

Inviting synchronicity into your life is to notice the meaningful coincidences you experience. Synchronistic moments are answers to our prayers. Need a new job? Coincidentally, you met someone who knows the perfect person who could help you right at the right moment. Need a new car? No problem. You walk down the road and see a for sale by owner sign on a car for the perfect price.

I have literally experienced these things. All I had to do is ask God and the angels, and trust that these things would happen. I asked for a clear sign and divine assistance, then I was open to whatever presented itself. If you outline how your prayers should be answered, you may miss the boat. Be open to new things and trust that these coincidences are something the universe knows will be perfect for you, even if its not exactly what you expected.

Living the Law of Attraction

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

Albert Einstein posed a question meant for us to question the very nature of our existence. “Is the Universe a friendly place?” Based on what we know about quantum physics and the law of attraction, I believe we can answer yes, the universe is a friendly place. As someone who has manifested both miracles and problems into her life, I can say without a shred of doubt that the universe is willing to bring you anything you wish. Even though I have manifested horrible things, I have also manifested seemingly impossible good fortune.

Whatever your focus is on becomes manifested into material form. Belief makes the unbelievable tangible. Want to see an angel? After continuously focusing on my belief in a spiritual experience, I finally experienced many amazing things. Worried about a car being repossessed? Worries can block all abundance to help pay for that car, so the universe helped there as well…. Like earning thousands the day after it’s repossession. A little too ironic, right? Focused on abundance and a huge bank account? I’ve been there too and used my riches to share with my family, friends, and causes I cared about. Worried about a bad grade? The focus will make you late or miss class due to unforeseen circumstances no matter how hard you studied. Want to talk to that spiritual guru you’ve been listening to on the radio? No problem. The universe brought a phone call to me through mutual friends. Want that reading by that medium so in demand she has a 4 year waiting list and charges a ridiculous fee? No problem. Belief you will speak can bring you to that right time right place moment, free of any charge, I may add. Want a paid writing opportunity? A stay-at-home business? Belief will make these things come to you almost effortlessly.

After seeing these patterns in my own life, I can without a doubt say the universe is a friendly place. One spiritual teacher I admire explains that the universe is like an over-eager genie granting your wish before you even say “I wish for”. The universe is granting them by responding to your thoughts. Your thoughts literally manifest everything in your life. Not everyone likes to hear this because it requires taking responsibility for the good and the bad, but it is 100% true.

Thank goodness all manifestations take time and consistent focus and action steps. Emotions can give us clues about whether our thoughts are focused on our highest good or not. Bad feelings about the worries you have will give you previews, like a loving warning before it manifests into form. The other realization that helped is to realize positive loving thoughts are way more powerful than negative ones. However, consistent worry will attract the very things you don’t want.

Realizing this freeing concept that the universe really does want us to have what we need has invited career opportunities, friendships, love, and abundance that I always wanted. Einstein’s intent to leave us exploring this question has given us a whole new understanding of consciousness. Reality can be whatever you would like it to be. Life really can be a dream. There is always a way… even though our feeble human minds cannot see an answer, the divine can. Let the universe do the heavy lifting.

Synchronicity: Living a Synchronistic Life

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

Inner-connectedness between all beings is very real. I wasn’t so sure my entire life until synchronistic events made themselves an everyday presence in my life. I found myself after my Dad passed away asking questions about God, spirituality, and pushing the potential of human existence. If you accept things as they are, and never open up to the idea that we know very little as a society about the Divine, you may never find yourself on the journey to spiritual understanding. As soon as I put the intention out to find out more, many meaningful coincidences started entering into my life. What do these coincidences mean? I find that they are signs that I am on the right path. Synchronistic encounters are road marks on the map to our life purpose. Albert Einstein once said that “coincidence is God’s way of remaining anonymous.” I truly believe that. Coincidence is God’s way of co-creating miracles with us in our everyday lives. We need to follow those hunches, those opportunities that feel right to us that present themselves in our day-to-day lives. When we follow our inner divine guidance, synchronicity becomes evident continuously. As we follow our vague knowingness into the right direction, God has a way of lining up a synchronistic event in the future by aligning different circumstances throughout the past. When a synchronistic encounter finds you, without a doubt you know that a Divine intelligence brought this moment together for you.

What is synchronicity, and how do we teach those who have not yet had these encounters? Swiss psychologist Carl Jung devoted his life to answering these questions. Jung explains, “in all chaos there is a cosmos, in all disorder a secret order.” I have found in my own life that painful experiences, and crazy outside circumstances actually turned out to be exactly what I needed on my path. Even though my feeble human mind could not see the happy outcome beyond the chaos, there seems to be a Divine intelligence that lead me to a better destination. As I started realizing that there is an invisible Divine hand in everything, tangible coincidences became very obvious to me. Jung describes this phenomenon so eloquently when he said, “synchronicity is an ever present reality for those who have eyes to see.”Telling you about synchronicity is nothing compared to actually experiencing it for yourself.

In my best effort to explain the meaningful coincidences in my life, I have posted a video log to YouTube explaining a few of my own personal experiences with synchronicity. A more detailed account of many events in my life will be released in my upcoming book with the working title “Bitch! A Love Story”.

Feel free to share your own experiences with synchronistic events below! I would love to read them. Namaste

God Bless This Mess

Posted by Julie Tourangeau

Had to share a post from my Instagram @julietour:

Sheryl Crow concert August 2008 with my BFF Mike!

I write about this night in great detail in my upcoming book. This night was a few months before my father passed. Sheryl opened up with a song that forever changed my views on consciousness called “God Bless This Mess.”

I was working at my Dad’s insurance office at the time for a company that my Mom had also worked for, and coincidentally was how they were first introduced. My parents names are Robert and Teresa.

Song Lyrics: “Got a job in town selling insurance on the phone with Robert and Teresa and two con men from back home. Everyone I call up doesn’t have the time to chat. Everybody is so busy doing this and doing that. Something has gone missing and it makes me kind of sad. God Bless This Mess.”

Other than my parents names and insurance, the rest of it didn’t make sense till years later. I ended up working for an office within a mile from my Dad’s old office years after he passed. I worked with people from the area where our first house was located. I found myself in a situation where I ended up being in a whistleblower situation with a couple of the guys I was working with. I also developed a texting word track and strategy that agents still use today because people weren’t answering sales calls as much as they used to. The song popped on my iPod one day when I was meditating and asking for guidance about how unhappy I was in that office. It was amazing that lyrics someone wrote years prior lined up with my life perfectly. I felt my Dad was watching over me. This situation not only proved to me that consciousness survives after death, but also that time is anything but linear. I firmly believe that God works through each one of us like he worked through Sheryl Crow to bring me a divine message… All we have to do is be authentic in our self expression.

I have gone through a huge spiritual transformation during the past 6 years. People wonder how I had such a dramatic restoration of faith. It is honestly because dramatic signs like this keep happening to me! And all I had to do was ask the angels for help with an open, loving heart. I am an ordinary girl who has been blessed to have some extraordinary experiences. The spiritual experience is here for everyone.