Before my cousin Alex covered his body in tattoos, he was MY date on New Year's Eve 2007;
I had a "mini-stroke" or, so THEY say;
Honestly, has anyone ever have a "mini-stroke" as I have, or so THEY say, which was "diagnosed" by a neurosurgeon; crazy is an understatement; I feel that this "mini stroke" is a sheer and definite connection to a reincarnation of a past life, therefore, I would rather not refer to my "condition" as such;
In any case, I memorized my passport# number (which, I feel is fiercely protected by the military, for some great reason) and other personal information to "improve my memory" (and other reasons), as my mom believes that my memory requires "improvement"; nope:)
My mom recommends herbal supplements and vitamins to remedy my memory as well as playing "word find" games, writing lists such as grocery lists, "Things Done" and other written lists such as "Things to Buy" at the pharmacy, groceries and what not;
For well over nine (9) plus years, I have been unable to walk smoothly, physically feels as if I'm enchained from head-to-toe with an "invisible" ball and chain (never mind wear heels!) but I want to wear heels and would love to wear new and very special ones which I have had in my closet for years, which are gold-toned high-heel sandals with delicately inlaid silver rhinestones which my aunt-B once referred to my aforementioned heels as "goddess heels"; I have a picture of myself wearing them at a New Year's Eve gathering in a picture with my cousin Alex on my Facebook profile and in the photograph within this essay;
In the meantime, I have been wearing various colors of Skechers or-Skechers-like shoes, jeans to work (as opposed to skirts and dresses I used to wear before 'it' happened), I gained at least twenty (20) pounds due to a low-dose prescribed medication which is "supposed to help 'balance' me out' which unfortunately opens up the appetite, ugh; I rarely smile as much anymore even though I have always very happy-go-lucky especially when I was in love but guess what; I have not had a romantic relationship in nine (9) plus years not to mention that I have not had a drop of wine, beer or champagne to toast to a New Year in nine (9) plus years either; which is very unlike me and, I am definitely NOT depressed; there is a great reason for the aforementioned;
At 37, my life changed completely; believe me, thus, I am very hopeful that I will overcome every "obstacle". Believe it. Think positive, move forward and, MAKE A WISH;
Besides, do I look worried? Frustrated, yes;
I wish, hope and pray that my "meditations" continue to effectively strengthen my mind because I do tend to think very much (in millisecond speeds, much like lightning and oftentimes, in parallel thought; maybe I should take up yoga to strengthen my core and legs :) I recently renewed my L.A. Fitness gym membership; basically I am utilizing this blog as a diary, if you will, for my fans;)
I am writing the TRUTH about my personal experience because my group told me that I had to accept and confront that which occurred and, that it would be therapeutic to chronicle the experiences little-by-little to the point of not feeling uncomfortable, so I am. Actually, it took four (4+) years to face the group and read this essay. Heck, it took two plus (2+) years to write all of this on the Internet;
Basically, my mother thought I was living in "another world" and had me admitted INVOLUNTARILY into a mental facility in Hialeah, FL where I needlessly ended up staying for two (2) weeks; after forty-eight (48) hours had passed, I met with several folks because I had a very real and truthful spiritual awakening and felt to have been St. Mary Magdalene (regarded a "mortal human being" whose Gospel was completely excluded from the Bible and was the well-respected, beloved disciple of Jesus of Nazareth, The Sacred Feminine of The Christ whom was Royalty);
Anyhow, I also realized that I awoke to a 'red & black' world, ugh; my mother told me that I wasn't Mary Magdalene in a previous life (although, how would my mom know whom My Soul believes with conviction that I actually was Mary Magdalene); I was raised Catholic Christian and therefore, do strongly believe in reincarnation and in fact, if I was St. Mary Magdalene, how could I prove it;
Besides, unsurprisingly, St. Mary Magdalene was considered by many to be a 'mere mortal' rather than an extremely powerful and important HUMAN woman.
I also had another paranormal experience (in a Biblical sense) in which I felt that I saw, and heard, the spirit of Jesus of Nazareth as an apparition but he soon proved to be Christ-not once more; I recall that whomever he was, he told me to pray for myself so whom was that evil male 'spirit' after all; when I was 36 years old in 2006, his apparition told me to drive to Miami Beach one (1) night and park and walk on the beach with him; it was a lovely evening and of course, I was alone, wearing one of my pretty dresses (size 6) and pretty gold "goddess" heels which matched the dress perfectly with a string of pearls; we spent about an hour or so on Miami Beach; it was near midnight and I felt sleepy; he told me to sleep in my car so I did until morning;
The next day, I drove to my mother's house whom seemed worried and insisted that I live in "another world." Anyhow, the bottom line is that, I lived, and heard, his apparition for one (1) year where I experienced many more incidents which I may explain personally, if asked; I was completely unaware that he was Christ-not and was convinced and, disappointed, otherwise;
At this point, I am on a journey or, a mission, if you will, of healing and recovery and, am open to any help or suggestions;
In any case, my mother had me "Baker Act-ed" which is a colloquial term for being peacefully arrested by the police whom drive you to a mental health facility against your will; I never did anything even slightly crazy nor had any symptoms of a mental illness, however, my mom insisted in having me diagnosed by a psychiatrist for her own reasons, I suppose; I even became avidly religious for one (1) year and went to many 'holy feast days' all around Miami and had a paranormal experience before I lived with my mother while I lived alone in my Coral Gables apartment with someone whom I thought I 'knew' and believed to be the spirit of Jesus of Nazareth (Christ); he soon proved to be Christ-not (again), in a Biblical sense; which is proven well beyond a shadow of a doubt; HubPages reader, you decide and feel free, therefore to comment on this Hub (besides I am a HUMAN OPEN-BOOK, in the truest sense of the word, I have absolutely nothing to hide nor to lose);
Today is May 1st, 2017 AD, and currently, I live with my mother within a gated community in Doral, Florida. I didn't figure that my mother would be supportive at all -- but she was as well as my younger sister, aunt and the rest of my family (for a reason.) My sister and I have completely different biological fathers and we really do not look anything alike but we grew up together so there is luv; so be it-
Anyway, my mother keeps a calendar to keep track of twice-a-month meetings as "group talk therapy" where I have come across individuals whom I clearly dissect as being cursed with mental illnesses; truthfully, I am not like them, so I do count my blessings; admittedly, I am extremely creative, I think in millisecond speeds, in parallel thought, telepathically (even in the third person), I am quite prophetic (I have learned), I remember the future but not my past lives, even though I do believe in reincarnation, and my aura is extremely bright );
My life took a sharp turn when I moved in with my mom (which was a true Polar Shift in personal power and independence). It was an adjustment moving to Doral, FL with my mom. We are nothing alike so we put up with each other as roommates because I have not been able to afford living on my own in years, believe it or not. My younger sister is more like my mom, actually;
I was happily living in Coral Gables in an apartment with my two kittens named Bella and Dio (which I adopted from the Cat Network.) I used to go out once or twice a week, mostly in downtown Miami and in central Miami but haven't been as active as I was. Actually, I haven't been to those places in well over nine (9) plus years;
I suddenly quit my great job in an agency in Pinecrest, South Miami, Florida where I worked as a Marketing Consultant and spoke with my family about what I believed to be true and my mom became very worried and nervous;
In addition to being to experiencing a "mini-stroke" as diagnosed by a neurologist, I decided to get braces because one (1) upper tooth protruded. I had braces from the time I was eleven (11) until I was nearly thirteen (13) years old. At 44 years old, I had braces again; luckily, the braces came off in the Summer of 2014;
Further to my career, I mostly worked within the field of Marketing & Communications. For seven (7) years, I worked within the cargo (import & export) industry. I worked at steamship lines, an airline, a consolidator (or, NVOCC), a freight forwarder and as an import cargo supervisor. At the university, I became intrigued about the field of Marketing and decided to freelance as a temporary administrative assistant and/or receptionist until I was hired by BACARDI USA as a New Products Assistant. I even worked at a dental office when I was 14 years old because my mom was the Office Manager and hired me;
My next job was in New York City was at a public relations firm where I was hired as an Executive Assistant. After one year, I moved back to Miami and decided to travel to Europe (Italy and Paris, specifically);
After spending some time in Venice, Italy, I was hired by PARBEL Inc. (a subsidiary of L'OREAL) as an International Trainer for Biotherm. I was promoted within L'OREAL as the National Training Director for Biotherm after one (1) year. Nearly two (2) years later, I returned to Miami and was hired by SHISEIDO, a Japanese cosmetics manufacturer as their Latin American Marketing Manager. I worked at SHISEIDO nearly four (4) months until I was hired on the spot by ALFAPARF, an Italian cosmetics manufacturer as a Marketing Manager. After one year and a half (approximately), I was promoted by my boss to live in Bergamo, Italy and to work in their headquarter office in Dalmine. My boss at ALFAPARF had protomoted me to International Marketing Manager. He told me to hire an Assistant; I hired my younger sister;
At first, my younger sister seemed almost magical, however, after a few months, I was driven to resign due to my sister's very persuasive tactics whom seemed to manipulate me and others somehow; it was very strange, to be quite honest. As usual, I kept to myself rather than gossip with others and was very dedicated and focused on my career, however, I suddenly became the opposite once my sister was also working within ALFAPARF, the Italian hair care and cosmetics manufacturer. I spent four (4) years working with ALFAPARF;
Some time later that year, I decided to work with a temporary agency as an Executive Assistant, Receptionist, Secretary or any open position available for which I qualified in the hopes of securing a new job due to very high unemployment rates;
I applied for an Advertising Executive position in Miami Lakes and was pretty much hired on the spot. I worked with that agency for a little over 7 months because I sought better pay and a more professional environment; therefore, I interviewed at another agency whom offered me a salary of $20,000 more than I was making and hired me on the spot as well as a Marketing Consultantl;
While working with the agency, I was very happy with my work, the graphic designers, the printing division, the traffic division, my bosses and my clients. It was precisely then that "it" happened while I was working at that agency and living in my apartment in Coral Gables with my two (2) beautiful kittens Bella and Dio;
Stay tuned, feel free to comment and/or lend me your insight. Anyway, I am HUMAN and NOT a robot nor a 'captcha'; thank you in advance-
PS By the way, there is an Operation Reassurance that I must say I salute the military and NATO as well as the other many agencies that work in tandem with them; in fact, I look forward to learning of the outcome;
"Love is patient, love is kind, love does not envy nor boast";
8 Love never fails-BibiLuzarraga (Consuelo D Luzarraga.)
The definition of Divine Love:
Love does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. Love does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, Love is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth-BibiLuzarraga (Consuelo D Luzarraga.)
May 13, 2016-Now immediately, times Infinity times three (3) squared, I hope, wish and pray for Peace, Justice, Balance, Beauty and Love in the Universe the Spring of 2017-BibiLuzarraga.— BibiLuzarraga.
May 19 2016>>>"5 Things you should know about Mary Magdalene";
"New shocking evidence points to pole shift;"-
- New shocking evidence points to pole shift | Your News Wire
Is a reversal of the earth's magnetic poles taking place? Volcanoes, earthquakes, strange noises from the sea. New shocking evidence points to a pole...
In a prophetic dream;
In April 2015, I felt that I would lose my biological family; haunting in a way; of course, I did not tell my mom nor anyone in my family and nearly dismissed that vision however, I cannot forget it; anything could happen to my biological family>>>from a car accident or a health issue or somehow, beyond comprehension<<<BibiLuzarraga.
My personal signature-
Amazing Grace; beautiful song.
Amazing Grace Amazing Grace, How sweet the sound; I once was lost, But now I'm found. Was blind, but now. I see; BibiLuzarraga.
I FINALLY READ THIS UPDATED ESSAY ALOUD!
Some may call it 'brave', however, I finally mustered up my strength in reading this essay aloud at a group therapy session; I had never mentioned that I was "Baker-Act-ed" by my own mother or felt a paranormal experience and definitely never mentioned my spiritual awakening in feeling that I was St. Mary Magdalene (you know, "the beloved disciple of Jesus of Nazareth"); I didn't receive too many comments, except from the facilitator of the group whom said, "thanks for sharing; sometimes, we feel 'delusions of grandeur," (blah blah blah); I basically nodded my head and insisted, "well I KNOW I had a paranormal experience and truly saw, and heard, The Soul of Jesus of Nazareth and I was NOT hallucinating"; I have only smoked pot in this lifetime and have never done any other kind of drug so no, I was NOT, NOT, NOT hallucinating); ??Has anyone heard of having an Invisible Soul-BibiLuzarraga (Consuelo D Luzarraga.)
Living in the Looking Glass-
My beloved Venice - at night
At the time I was in Venice and dated a Venetian, my "boyfriend" (the Venetian) had a best friend whom owned a busy restaurant near the Rialto Bridge; this is where I learned about Limoncello!
Juniper trees align the villa, a stone pathway gives way to the front entrance of BellaDio-BibiLuzarraga.
The Omnipotent Unicorn is Reborn :)
Off the topic, decidedly exploring a low-carb diet :)
I found a neat recipe for Kale Chips and would like to share it with my HubReaders:
- 8 cups of loosely packed curly kale, torn into 1-1½" pieces, tough stems removed;
- 2 Tbsp extra virgin oil, melted;
- ¼ tsp salt, to taste;
- Preheat oven to 325 degrees;
- Wash & thoroughly dry kale leaves;
- Place kale in a plastic container or large bowl;
- Pour warmed oil over the kale;
- Close lid on container and shake to coat kale well;
- Spread coated kale onto a large baking sheet;
- Sprinkle with salt, to taste;
- Bake 20-22 minutes, until crispy;
- ENJOY LIGHT & CRISPY FRESH FROM THE OVEN :)
We should meet :)
(April 17, 2017)-Follow me on FaceBook if you'd like and by the way, it's a good thing that my HubPages.com://@bibiluzarraga is linked with Google Analytics, a reporting program; all of my essays on-line have gone viral worldwide unsurprisingly so; therefore, if you are a fan of my website, please let me know and feel free to comment; or, if you have any questions, or should prefer/require any clarification, ask me in person;)BibiLuzarraga.
What do you believe in-Bibi.
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Which country calls to you :)Bibi.
Do France and Italy call to your heart?
August 1st, 2016-HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME :)
February 26, 2017: The DaVinci Code;
To my HubPages fans: Did you happen to watch the film, "The DaVinci Code"; I did-
April 25, 2017: The website: Halexandria.org :)
Dear Hub Readers:
I would like your opinion/thoughts/comments regarding Mr Dan Sewell Ward's knowledge on the theories he discusses on his website; also, if you know of a way in which I may contact Mr Dan Sewell Ward via email, I would greatly appreciate your input; thoughtfully and kindly-BibiLuzarraga.