Found family after 33 years “Jessy” “Janeen’s Beautiful poem”

It was amazing how it happened. Two weeks before my books + get published. Called the law of Oneness. They say this is a gift to our whole family purpose. I found my sister on Facebook asking if she knows who I might be. Or where was my mom and all my blood family. She responded “hi little brother” i was so thrown off guard..it was amazing because she was the only one who I can conversate with that can talk just as much as me and we don’t get bored of each other. She became my best friend and my big sister at the same time instantly. It was like a missing connection that was finally bridged. My mom had also moved forward and her life and grown. When I was 3 I was taken from my family it was a hard time and there was a lot of things going on 33 years later I found them. Apparently they were on The Montel Williams Show 2 but they couldn’t find me back in 2000 they found all the rest of the family. And it just so happens right when I finally finishing my book what a great gift from God. There’s a lot of hurt and suffering that has happened in my past and in our family’s past but I am willing to forget about that and look towards the positive future instead of harping on negatives. So that we can grow a new beginning. It’s up to me it’s up to my sister it’s up to my mom so that we can focus on a brighter future and I’m glad here’s the poem that my brilliant sister has written My sister is amazing. That’s me and her as little kids and a bucket of water back in 1982 or so

Oh she has a PhD in psychology with over 200 page thesis.

Lost Brother Adventures: Talked with Jessy Tonight! Another Kindred Spirit...I am inspired....

Some-Times

There are times in life when you have to let things leave your grasp,
no matter how close and kindred the ties may be.
There are times you are not allowed to hold on too tight because 
they are not yours to hold on to.
Like a tree that gives birth to the leaves on a branch,
you must let the gusts of the wind cradle our gifts.
Freely letting the fruits of our familiarities dance in their own winds.
And then, there are times that you hold tight and absorb back onto YourSelf,
becoming soiled with your own premature offerings...
We cycle back onto ourselves and give birth to new seasons.....
I welcome this new beginning..
where our endings become beginnings...
and we swallow ourselves up.... 
become one again...
and land on the very branch we were both sprung from...
Some-times...
we are both the branch and the leaf...
and arrive at the same time...
in the wind...
singing the same song....
Some-times......
the roughest terrains are the greatest lessons....
our enemies become our teachers...
our separateness's are sewn back together...
and pathways are bridged with recognition...
of oneness...
never really far apart....
those are the most beautiful offerings...
and gifts...

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