Soul's Journey

by Joanne Johnson

Overview

With her 30th birthday only weeks away Jordan takes a hard look at her “comfortable” life. Once the doormat to a myriad of users and manipulators, she enters into a spiritual contract to move forward and not look back. Ridding herself once and for all of the individuals that had done nothing more than use and abuse her.

 

Charting a new course of independence proves to be the greatest challenge of her life, and unwittingly awakens in her, magical skills and talents dormant for several generations. Could this be the liberation of her soul or her undoing? Jordan determines to step out of the box that had confined her and embrace a new reality of living.

 

She finds her summer vacation transforming into an adventure she will experience only once in her lifetime… her soul’s journey.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781449081423
Publisher:	AuthorHouse
Publication date:	03/09/2010
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	284
File size:	323 KB

About the Author

Joanne lives in central Alberta with her five children and husband. She enjoys writing, teaching spiritual classes, and awakening people on their spiritual soul path. Publication of her second book Soul’s Awakening is due for release in the Fall of 2010.

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Standing against the wall, I closed my eyes and tried to force my mind to quiet. I whole-heartedly wished I had spent more time meditating rather than scoffing at the people that did. I knew if I could just calm down long enough Max would be able to communicate the information I needed, or so I hoped. My body shook with fear, as the water was at my armpits and quickly heading to the top of the cave.
I started to scream, “Help, oh my God, help, someone save me.”
The screaming became louder as the space between the water and the transparent ceiling closed. I swam over to the door that had shut and tried to push it open, or move it in any way, but it was solid. I noticed a pipe that was stuck inside the wall. I looked in the pipe and felt a warm breeze flowing through the rock wall from the other side. I placed my mouth over it hoping I wouldn’t get a hoard of spiders for dinner. Then I took a deep breath and exhaled into the pipe hopefully dislodging anything nasty. I knew when the time came I would have air as long as I needed, but the issue of getting out was not any closer to being resolved.
The water had almost reached the ceiling. I had only just enough room for my head. I placed my Turad back into my bra for it seemed to be of no help now. I was holding on to the pipe with one hand. It would do no good to lose it now. I was watching the fish swim above my head through the transparent glass. Any other time and I might have enjoyed the view, but with the water rapidly rising to the bottom of my ears, I felt no joy.
I moved my head directly to a pocket of air and took a few breathes. With my face pushed against the transparent material, I began wondering if this is how I would die, when Max finally showed up in my head. The vision was very clear.