... a continent where I felt my lower body grow roots from my waist down as a tree reaches into the earth for her nourishment. I felt excitement and life surging through my veins as I was tossed about in the unpredictable waves of the Indian Ocean.
This free and wild childhood filled me with an energy that could not be contained.
Nature was my teacher, refuge , companion and constant source of learning and inspiration. The more time I spend with her, the wider my eyes, ears, nose and heart burst open. Her overwhelming beauty and extra ordinary strength and courage and persistence to keep creating no matter what odds she is faced with, infuses me with awe, respect, determination and deep desire to honor her magic in some way.
I yearned to be able to paint, draw, sculpt and get lost in the creative stillness I witnessed my mother and sisters submerged in, but somehow, I felt this was not the area I was permitted to tread, as I bought too much energy and disruption to their sacred creative space.
When I told my mom that I wished I could be like her and paint and draw and sculpt, she gently and lovingly said:
“But Adrienne, you are not an artist. You are a wonderful dancer, gymnast, sportswoman and so good with people - stick to what you are good at my darling”.
Those words landed like lead in my heart and I ran back outside to bury my disappointment in natures beautiful arms.
So I continued with my energetic physical exploration and celebration of life where ever I was, clearly trying to burn out or outrun my desire to be still and create. It didn’t work! Many years later the physical symptoms of what I was suppressing became apparent.
I was diagnosed with a life -threatening disease.
I was punctured 4 times in different parts of my body – medical accidents or vudu?
I had two near death experiences ,and
Was told there was nothing left that they could do to save my life!
What happened next is unexplainable, yet happened. Pumped with morphine, I fell into the abyss holding my husband’s hand. According to the nurses, we were out of this world for 35 mins, then I woke up. I looked at my husband and knew I was going to live.
I asked him what he did, and he just smiled and said: “I pumped my life force into you and prayed with all my heart and soul. “ His love, his life force, was so strong that it opened my veins for the first time in 4 days to receive the first drop of antibiotics to counteract the poison leaking from my punctured intestines into my body.
I had a dream that night that was so vivid ,that when I asked my husband to take me to a building I had seen in the dream the following day, he was stunned.
– You will be stepping up to PLAY your part and contribute your magic to the CANVAS, to this stunning canvas of human evolution.