Her spanish name is Marianna, her American name is Elizabeth but she asked to be called Lizzie. She was found as a child in Santiago, Chile on a church step. She had the chicken pox and a broken right leg and had no way to know who her real parents were and are. She figured origins are not only Chilean but Mapuchi Indian and Hawaiian. She currently lives and works in Bermuda. She has lived in Atlanta, Georgia for most of her life and will always call it home. She completely believes in fairies and magic and her religion is animism, Buddhism and Zen. She loves surfing, cupcakes, meditation but cannot stand peanut butter or the smell AND taste of coffee. She didn't know what she want to be when she "grew up" but she loves acting, interior design, photography, travelling along with many many other things and she plans to never stop learning.
!!!!Q & A TIME!!!!:
When did you realize that you were physic?
I realized it when I was in high school but always had a "funky" feeling about myself a long time ago.
Does is affect you on a daily basis?
It does and doesn't affect me but a good now and then I will get serious deja vus or just moments when I feel even stronger to something bigger than I could image (or maybe I could imagine it just perfectly). Nonetheless whether it's connecting to people or the world around me I feel a very strong connection.
Do you feel that your positive energy is what makes these things happen?
I don't think positive energy has anything to do with it because at a point I was very negative in my life just from negative thoughts but I believe the idea of thinking positive adds to more "finds" in my life that I have dreamed about.
Why do you think it’s so important to have a passion in your life?
Personally I believe it is important to konw about your passions because it is just a drive to continue through everyday life along with a way of getting or having an understanding of who one truly is inside. I however believe that passion is really not needed in life because I believe life is nothing special just something that we all got lucky to be allowed to have. Not saying I do not love life, I more than love it and am proud to have one, BUT all that I have just said on passion I believe is a different knowledge than our brains are trained to think and I am proud to think that way I do. That to me is a great passion, my knowledge and healthy curiosity. (If that didn't make sense then passion is the key to keep us going and it is needed to help us have strong wants, courage, wills and do's/don't's.)
What is your life moto?
My life moto would have to be. . . . .hakuna matata and just hang loose.If I had to pick that is.
Here is a story that Lizzie has kindly shared with me and now I want to share it all to you! Enjoy :-)
The first time I realized that something was truly up with my dreams was freshmen year in high school. I had a dream about a school on a hill, each building side by side and on the left side of the school was a tree with a tire swing on it. However, as I was in one of the buildings I was very unhappy so I treid to sneak out of the building but as I left each building caught on fire until I escaped down the hilll all the buildings caught on fire except for the tire swing. About 2 years later my parents had finished building their mountain house in North Carolina and we passed a boarding school that looked EXACTLy like the school in my dream with the tree even on the left side of the hill of all the buildings. As soon as I was back to school from the North Carolina visit I mentioned my dream in class and one kid recognized the name of the school and the description and siad it was his old boarding school but he came here instead because a bit ago there was a fire and it burned all the buildings.Ever since then I have been remembering my dreams and realizing I had it happened before in my dream. I'm not sure why this happens to me or if it's like the movies where later my "powers" will be needed for good but I know I'm special whether it comes to use or not.
Get Out and Discover!
-SLOVE-
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