Sheila explains this beautifully. Sheila's complete metamorphosis was nothing to do with me, God, Goddess, Spirit through Universal balance decides when and how this happens. The divine plan of her Soul's growth dictated healing at that time hence a compatible conduit was found to serve the purpose and when this happens to us and we can "serve" then we too are blessed.

Sheila's story

Thinking back to when I was depressed, and experiencing a stagnation of the soul, it's easy for me to see that I was in denial. I told myself I had a number of physical problems like chronic fatigue syndrome and seasonal adjustment depression. But it was more than that. My spirit was crying out for change, and I wasn't listening.

Day after day I lay, curled on the couch, staring blankly at the wall and wondering how I could possibly manage to do my daily chores. I thought of excuses I could make to my husband as to why I hadn't done any work. Sometimes I'd just cry, but it would bring no release. Most embarrassingly, I would cry when talking to people about normal things, for "no apparent reason".

At night I lay listening to the sounds outside, my teeth clenched and my body aching. I would get up every now and then and look out the window. The little sleep I got was fitful, with mostly haunting dreams about Zimbabwe. Eventually, I had to admit to myself (and my husband) that something was seriously wrong - something had to change.

It was the doctor who gave me the ultimatum. He prescribed me with a derivative of Prozac. I couldn't imagine a life of dependency on drugs, there had to be another way. Then I remembered a magazine I'd bought a few months back called "Kindred Spirit". It was around the house somewhere! Paging through it, I came across the advert for "the clairsentient body". A small part of me remembered how sensitive and spiritual I had been before the depression. I was desperate, I felt that if I didn't get help soon, I would surely die, or become a drug addict.

A few days later Bashi phoned me to make an appointment. Hearing her sympathetic voice on the line brought me to tears instantly. My heart was broken, and she could feel it. There was no more denying my pain, no more pretending to be strong.

The sessions with Bashi were just the beginning. My heart opened and let her in, so she could guide me with her loving energy. I wanted change, I wanted to be healed, and I listened to her words intently. My dreams started becoming more active, and I would wake up with profound realizations about why I was depressed. I had been "giving" away my energy, allowing other people to control me. I had put my life in the hands of everyone around me - my family and friends. I had forgotten who I was. I had become nothing but a puppet on strings, and it was time to cut those strings.

The desire to take my life back into my own hands triggered off a string of changes. With Bashi's help, I began to create my boundaries. Her guided meditations were powerful, and I caught glimpses of beautiful beings that were with me, helping me, urging me forward. Encouraged by the love around me, I began to make further changes. I wrote down my goals and I prayed. I don't sleep much during the day anymore; in fact naps are becoming a rarity when once they were a necessity. I love to see my blue energy boundary and I feel like I can be responsible for my life and free of guilt for other people's happiness. I realised that their pain is neither my fault, nor my burden to carry and I've actually lost physical weight! I was healing myself with the meditation techniques and in y dreams. It took a great deal of courage to make those changes, especially as I hate any form of confrontation. But my survival mode had kicked in, either I had to I stand up for myself or become that junkie/doormat.

For the first time for months, even years, I glimpsed true spiritual happiness. Spiritual fulfilment had become a reality, waiting to be claimed. That was in August last year. It is now March and for the last six months I have been getting better and better. That little desire to get better, that tiny mustard seed has become a life-giving tree. In the process, I have learned to let go of control. I've let go of expectations - what my family (and society) expects of me and visa versa.

Allowing other people to just be who they are, without judgement, means I can allow myself to just be "me". Now, I like being me. I want to look after myself, and have a passion for life. I love swimming, eating healthy food, and best of all, talking to my guides and angels. I want other people to feel this happy and free.

Sheila is a particularly gifted lady of many talents you can visit her website from the Links page.