I am called Teena. Or Teen, or
I was born on a full moon when she was in Taurus and the sun was in Scorpio. I have more Martian and Plutonic energy in me than I care to admit
I have five older brothers and
I lied my punk-persona-Art-college-dropout way into a typing job and spent the next two years generally doing what all
I married young and had three female children. My husband and I built businesses and houses, managed to feed and grow our free-spirited children and just about managed to get them to and from school on time. We worked hard amidst our harmonious if somewhat unusual and frenetic family lifestyle. At the critical age of
And I grew up. At last.
Alone but never lonely I shoehorned our children into my tiny new home, added some hobbies and a few pets to keep our minds from straying back to the past, and studied Chinese medicine just in case my business failed to thrive.
Quite miraculously, my husband found himself a lovely new wife who has made him happy, my children grew into beautiful, caring, intelligent and responsible adults, my business thrived, and my Chinese medicine studies opened doors to a world of spiritual awareness more wondrous than I could ever have imagined.
In 2012 I met someone who changed my life, or rather my perception of the place that “Teena” holds within it. Her name was Sarah.
At the time of writing this reflection of