Okay. I have this book I wrote. It's called soul seeds. Actually, it was channeled to me but my agent doesn't really want to tell people that. So, it's "literary fiction," a novel filled with spiritual messages and secrets. It works on different layers of consciousness. The first layer is simply to be read as a novel. It's the story of a young African-American woman in the South during the late 1930's, and what she learns about herself and life. (As you can see, I'm a white woman from New York). The second layer reveals the spiritual messages and life teachings intertwined throughout the story. Like finding the courage to become who you are and not who others want you to be. The third layer is secrets...though that's not quite the right word... that only those of a particular frequency will recognize. Maybe its more like resonances, instead of secrets.

I didn't plan it like that...I just listened to this unexpected voice one day and allowed her to take me on a journey. Her being Addie Mae Aubrey. I'm hoping my agent finds a publisher. They are a wonderful group of people who loved Addie Mae and her story as much as I did. But I have this nagging feeling that soul seeds won't find its way to readers in the usual way. Maybe you're where I begin. Chances are publishers will only see the story and won't embrace the other layers. So I thought I'd tell you something about me and Addie Mae and see where that takes us.

Since her first whispered words, Addie Mae has been my guide into truth. Not just the kind you tell other people when you’re feeling righteous. But the hardest truth—the kind you tell yourself when you know there’s been a lie festering inside for a long time.

We’ve been together quite a while, Addie Mae and me—longer than I expected. She’s held me captive, holding my heart with her surprising voice. But because of her, I now see magic where there was only coincidence. Faith has replaced fear. And time has become the most miraculous gift. There is always a choice, a chance for change. Eternity resides in every moment.

Addie Mae and I were joined by love, by a contract I suppose we made many lifetimes ago—or maybe merely in my imagination. We never know these things for sure until we join the invisibles. But if I created her, so has she created me. I am as transformed by her presence as anyone else who ever entered my life. Of course, it wasn’t all her. I had to be willing to listen, take the bold leaps, rise above the obstacles and insecurities and face fear and the darkness of uncertainty. Loneliness often flirted with me. Still, I was blessed. She was always there, reminding me that the best journeys take us through fog and fury as much as glory. And that loneliness is merely the birthplace of a new life.

We are here to share our journey together in hopes that yours may be made easier. Many are awakening to truths that for years have been silent. A vague uneasiness creeps through your days. New life scratches at your soul. Some will know Addie Mae, have heard her wise whispers. Maybe they came as other voices, or discarded thoughts, or small sparks of courage that had no space to burn.

soul seeds is also a call to those who love, to experience how this love connects us all, through time and geography, race, gender and age, beyond the small mindedness of cultural and societal conditionings. You are now part of the journey. By reading these simple words you are opening a window to a powerful place you can’t yet see. I think that for those who follow Addie Mae’s voice as I did, listen to the wisdom tucked within her words, you will witness magic, experience great awakenings and find your way home to the person you were always meant to be. In her strength, you will discover your own.

She may have been with me all my life, in the shadows, waiting for me to catch up with her. There have been dreams. Right from the start I wondered where Addie Mae was leading me. It took too long to realize she was giving me a gift. Never before had I surrendered so much trust to one person and accepted such struggle. Sometimes only by looking back on something can we see its grandeur, what it gave us. Moments become monuments that if we recognize, create new beginnings. I somehow sensed that this was my opportunity, my moment and regardless of the outcome, I had to follow her words wherever they led. Now I know that despite everywhere else she took me, all along the way, she was always leading me to you.

Often it seemed our lives ran side by side; hers as a memory, mine unfolding with each stuttered step. Even though we were strangers occupying a different time and space, we shared existence through the emotion of our experiences. But then something happened. Either by chance or fate, our worlds touched and Addie Mae, having gone before me and the wiser for it, saw me flailing in the distance and generously decided to share what she knew. But I was still asleep, too earth-bound to hear. So she silently guided me into experiences that brought me closer to her understanding, closer to her wisdom, to the wisdom of the invisibles. Close enough so that on one magical day, like two planets within each other’s orbit for the first time, we were close enough for me to hear her whispers. And I was finally ready to listen...