I have always known mysticism. Ever since I was a little girl, the idea that God lived among us and operated through us was driven deeply into my mind and lodged successfully into my subconsciousness. The love of the Divine was planted into my heart like a seed is tucked into the receiving earth for the benefit of its’ growth and fruitfulness. We were never given the choice of doubt as far as our Heavenly Father was concerned. What we were not taught, however, was how to honor oneself while simultaneously seeking the will of God. This act in itself has become a life long endeavor of mine. It is only as I have reached my late forties that I feel some of the pieces of this puzzle are finally starting to find their place.