Spiritual Guru

Every three or four years, I would make my hotel reservation, pack a light bag and head over to eastern Tennessee to visit my favorite spiritual counselor who shed light to my path and fueled the yearning in me to live a spiritually guided life.

He saved me long ago or at least it felt that way.  As I look back on the memory of my first opportunity to even get into see him, I believe it to be divine intervention that opened that door and led me to Bobby and my openness and eagerness to relate to someone who lived the life I felt that we were all destined to live.

In the early nineteen nineties, I was living my dream. Married to a man I loved, mother to 3 children, stay at home mom and making our house a home in a small village in Middle Tennessee.  I believed I was living the life I was destined to live and I was. Yet as the children got older and life and circumstances place challenges, I found myself to be stretched and felt as though somehow I was "off my divine path". I searched high and low for the answers.  Traveled 45 minutes by car to the nearest bookstore to "find" my answer and there began my path to self discovery and self improvement.

As I am delved into my life of reading, exploring and raising my family in this little village, my sister who worked as a hair stylist in a neighboring sleepy town called to let me know that her boss had a thirty minute time slot with her guru in east Tennessee if I wanted to take that time it was mine.  As my sister knew, my raising in California and the relationship I had with my husband was very much founded and grounded on spirituality and the "new age" of thought.

How refreshing it was to find a spiritual guide here in the bible belt of the US. I agreed and was a bit over stretched by his one hundred dollar fee for thirty minutes and the four hour drive to see him but I felt very drawn to do this and I agreed.

It was the best decision I ever made as it catapulted further into my spiritual journey hence allowing me to reach new potentials and discoveries within myself.  I kept up with my counseling sessions with Bobby until his death in March of 2014.