My Journey Begins Here
I was born into a Sephardic Jewish family 73 years ago. I arrived on this planet ten days late, literally kicking and screaming, fearing the worst because of my last-life experience. I know this because I had a lucid dream, out of the blue, in my 20s, in which I vividly relived my ordeal as an Ashkenazi Jewess in Poland. This has been backed up by other clear evidence throughout my life since then.
Today is a very different story, though. I love planet Earth. I intend to stay here until I am at least the ripe old age of 107. I love my country of birth, and I love, love, love London — my city of birth. I can’t say I’m overjoyed with our political choices at the moment, but I guess the people of most countries feel the same.
Although Nancy Anne Tappe identified the first generation of Indigo children as incarnating between 1958 and 1968, I am convinced that I am an Indigo. This conviction comes not from theory, but from lived experience. Throughout my life, I have embodied the core traits associated with Indigos: a strong sense of higher purpose and awareness, empathy, creativity, and an unwavering refusal to accept injustice.
I am, by nature, a rule-breaker when rules perpetuate harm, and I have always felt called to stand up for human rights by challenging systems that marginalise or silence others.
In short, there are three main themes running through my life — fighting injustice, healing, and various forms of creative arts. I am an ex-Advice Worker with a passion for working with the homeless community, and I have been a Spiritual Healer for 45 years.