The Road to Perfection

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I don't read a lot - and it is kind of a joke in our house. Dennis didn't know me in my 20s. Back then, I was going through a LOT of soul searching, self awareness seeking, higher power investigation. I read a LOT of self help books when I was in my 20s. I've never really had an affinity for fiction, I'm much more of a non-fiction girl. I want to read about things that I will learn from, like historical biographies, true stories of success, self help or motivational books. When I was in my 20s, I had a friend who turned me on to a book called Many Lives, Many Masters. Her name was LIa VanAbel. Lia was the reason I read this book - she convinced me that it would change my perceptions. This book literally changed my life. The description of the book: As a traditional psychotherapist, Dr. Brian Weiss was astonnished and skpetical when one of his patients began recalling past-life traumas that seemed to hold the key to her recuurrring nibhtmares and anxiety attacks. His skepticism was eroded, however, when she began to channel messages from the "space between lives, " which contained remakrable revelations about Dr. Weiss/ family and his dead son. Using past-life therapy, he was able to cure the patient and embark on a new, more meangningful phase of his own career. The concept of reincarnation, an endless soul seeking perfection spoke to me then, and still does to this day. The next two friends who are the subjects of the next two blog entries impacted my life tremendously and are no longer with us - Lia VanAbel and Lisa McNair. They both are gone for very different reasons, but both were connected to this book in my life. If you have an open mind, I highly recommend you read it. If you don't have an open mind, I reacommend you read it - it could actually cause you to open your mind. It may not speak to you like it did me, but I am not kidding when I say it helped me in ways that nothing else had in my life in my 20s when Lia turned me on to it, and then again in my 30s when Lisa passed.

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