This past week I received an email from a client who was experiencing a spiritual crisis. Her faith in God and Spirit was waning, and she wanted proof that Spirit exists.
I have always loved the singer, Frank Sinatra (1915-1998) since I was a teenager. For those of you too young to know who he was, he was an American singer, actor, and producer who was "one of the most popular and influential musical artists of the 20th century." He sold more than 150 million record albums worldwide.
I had this ongoing crush that started to consume me. I felt like I was being manipulated and controlled at every turn. I’d wake up thinking about my crush. I’d go to sleep with my crush. My crush went everywhere with me. My crush would sit with me at the airport as I waited for a plane, stood in line with me in WalMart, and even accompanied me when I visited my children and granddaughter in Utah. It was sick. I tried desperately to separate myself from my crush, but whenever I separated, I went back. I couldn’t help but reunite, although I knew that we’d have to start from scratch to make it work.