I knew from way back that I needed to be in the health care field. As a child I use to write tons of what I called “scrichons” (my made up word for prescriptions) in my make believe office. I would scribble and scribble all day (before I was old enough to spell). I would also spend a lot of my time down on the ground pretending I was a dog, scratching the top of my head with my feet and wrapping myself up in knots to the best of my ability. My sweet mom would always tell me I was a yogi but growing up on a farm in the early 60's I had no clue what that was. I just knew how much I loved putting my body into any type position possible. My mom also told me I had ESP and that she did also. We would play games trying to guess what the other one was thinking and we were often both right. She got a Ouija board and my sister, mom and I would use it to ask and answer questions.
I know my mom believed in ESP but I think she also just wanted to keep an open mind. She was pretty cool for a mom born in the early 1920s. She taught us about space, astronomy, and astrology. She also taught us about aliens and crop circles. Of course all this was in addition to the normal stuff kids learn, but it made me grow up knowing there just might be more to this world than what we see in front of our eyes.
I grew up on a farm on Slaughter Lane in far south Austin. We had all kinds of animals there—horses, cows, pigs. I rode the horses almost daily, but we also spent a lot of time just watching the animals. Watching their habits, their instincts when the weather changed, when they were hungry or frightened. Watching the way the chickens reacted when a snake was near. We also spent many an evening sitting outside with my brother’s telescope learning about the stars. Looking back my mom was an amazing teacher and an amazing person. She would remind me each morning to be kind and to follow the Golden Rule.
Part of the weight gain began when my mom passed away. She got lymphoma cancer in her late 60's and died too young at age 74. She was my best friend and such a huge part of my life. She passed in 1999, the same year my daughter Shauna graduated from high school and moved toWashington, D.C., for college.
One Sunday my husband Robert, his youngest son Steven, and I had gotten up to check out a new church. We had arrived at the church and dropped Steven at Sunday School when I heard my mom's voice telling me to come to her now.
I called to check on her and her caretaker said she was fine, but I heard the voice again. We let Steven stay in his class while we ran over to check on mom and sure enough she was passing. I felt so blessed that I had listened to her call and was able to be there with her. I called my siblings and we all spent those last few hours with my precious mom. She had reached me through the ESP which had shared with me.
That was a tough year. I was excited for my sweet daughter, but it was hard for me that she was moving so far away. At that time I had been a swimming coach for Texas Aquatics for 8 + years! And, before that I had coached for Aqua Tex Swim Team. I was ready for a change. I thought about finishing my art degree at Texas State (then Southwest Texas) or applying to Oriental Medicine School. I also had been thinking about Yoga because that's what my mom had always thought I would be good at and I loved practicing my own version of yoga.
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