I was a shy child.  My family moved often, all over the world.  My best friends were nature, my childhood dog Debbie, my maternal grandfather, my imagination, art, and the spirit world.  I was always making up stories.  Paintings and sculptures called to me to enter their world, and I did.  I cried tears of joy over beautiful natural scenes.  I felt the power of spiritual love from Debbie and my grandfather.  I sensed all around me divine protective presences, and asked them countless questions.