As my son and me recover from identity theft, I share this inspiration with you. We are not slaves and we are in need of freedom from captivity. We thank God in advance for this freedom, which was granted to us through not only our civil rights, but also when Jesus died on the cross. God sent his son to die and in his death we all have life.
Pre kindergarten event, PTA sign up summer 2013
Treasure Island Beach age four
All Children's Hospital summer 2013
inspire well-being! children's coaching 2013
identity theft of our children is the beginning of human and sex trafficking. Imagine? Someone would offer me work as a children's coach in the after school program, and then I would have four telephone visits/Facetime with my son?
Imagination is everything! In order to understand how to end this "slavery" for everyone, I guess we needed to understand what the Y kids at Largo Middle School were intending to end.
"I want to end human trafficking for a friend. "
one participant stated. I now know what human trafficking is my dear and I hope Steve Harvey's message is going to give you as much hope as it has me. This is the root cause of slavery, human and sex trafficking. It is the use of false petitions to take children.
and I am recalling my employment at Mellow Mushroom. There was one restaurant in the Marietta, Ga area where a large painting of Lady Diana hung. It was a smaller Mellow than the one where I worked as a server. I applied there and I thought, I will see this painting of Lady Diana, and I will remember her special relationship with her sons. As mothers, we are souls who bring in other souls from the spiritual world into a physical existence. But we are so much more than just a soul. We are here to be available for the soul who chose us. If only we could be valued by others as much as the child(ren) whom we give birth to.
The value of a child is priceless, but the true I AM presence of a child, the God presence can best be expressed as the truth of the mother/child relationship is told. Our children are a reflection of our relationship with God.
October 17, 2013 until when?
My son is a gift from heaven. I thank God daily for him and he needs me. The human and sex trafficking must end. Jesus is the answer. New International Version John 14:6
Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
Sending a special I love you to my friend Beth, headmaster! Miss you. XOXO
In Florida, we have the most beautiful piece of geography. We have beaches, white sandy beaches. Beautiful blue skies with white fluffy clouds and unlimited potential. We have students, researchers, and teachers all prepared to jump right in to help our youth. We also have terrorism. What then? How do we retell our story when Florida's children's system allows children to be taken based upon a false petition.
These children have so much love and so much enthusiasm to hear about Jesus. To be treated at a hospital at and to be prayed for.
Today, is just eight days from the five year anniversary my son was taken without justification. Human trafficking is using a fraudulent petition to remove children and sex trafficking is what happens to the parent who has their child taken.
This election I hope you consider what can be done in the United States and in Florida to stop the exploitation of children. For me, my coaching work with children was limited to one five week session two times weekly.
I pray for God to intervene in the lives of Florida's children.
My son, age ten, almost eleven years of age, is the same age as Celine's oldest son is who is shown here. It's hard to imagine that the last 3-4 nights together, we spent on Clearwater and Belleair Beach. We spent two nights at the Sand Pearl Resort but we just weren't ready to head back to St. Petersburg, so we stayed an extra night on Belleair Beach.
My five year old, and me did what many kids do, stay up as late as we want, order room service and thank God for each minute that he is alive. See by day three, it was time to prep for his All Children's Hospital medical appointment, scheduled for 9:00 AM. He drank fluids and we timed everything according to the hospital's instructions. Staying on the beach for us, was home. Being so relaxed and at ease, leaving my computer worries behind, if just for a night.
Bright and early on October 17, 2013 however, as we headed towards the city of St. Petersburg, I was advised by a state Department of Children and Families worker, that my five year old and me were unable to go to All Children's Hospital, but it was mandated that we go instead to the Clearwater criminal courthouse on 49th Street. This requirement was from the state because I had requested an order of protection for both of us. See we were already covered with protection since October 15, 2013; for two days. And the family law judge ordered it so. Computer stalking and physical stalking is most likely the reason why my little one became so afraid that his appendix burst in the first place. He was interrogated by a police officer who sat on his toddler bed and he was not able to walk afterwards, not for the remainder of the weekend. Fortunately, the hospital advised us to come in and they discovered his appendix had burst.
One month of being treated with antibiotics, he was needed at 9:00 at All Children's Hospital.
Would you know that the state of Florida threatened me that we MUST be in court (not the hospital) and despite having an order of protection that we (my five year old and me) must sit on the opposite side of the courtroom from the person whom the order was written. This conversation with DCF addressed a very urgent matter, which led to my son and me staying under an alias on the beach for several days in advance of his hospital visit. Most of the time, when an appendix is removed, there is no need for treatment of antibiotics for thirty days; however in this case, the risk was too great, so the appendix could not be removed right away. The treatment of antibiotics was important and so his attendance at school was prescribed as recovery time at home.
If ever, I can recall being a mom with no voice, it was the day I stood in the Clearwater courthouse with my son and an order of protection, dressed for All Children's Hospital, I was instead in the Clearwater courthouse, when a gunned officer, and several DCF employees and a Judge removed my son from my care. That was October 15, 2013. This year, marks a five year anniversary of our separation. For five years, I have been treated as though I did something wrong to my son, I have been threatened, incarcerated, and hypnotized to abide by everything the Atman Center tells me to do. Even President Trump states, "Does the Atman Center get what they want?" As this Halloween fast approaches, I am reminded of his kindergarten Halloween when he was prepared to be Jake from Jake and the Neverland Pirates, and me Izzy. His costume hung on his bedroom door and just four months later, our entire home was put in storage and had remained there for five years. As it turns out, my son is not the only child who has been injured during these years. My business partner's baby girl was born with a hole in her heart. Babies hearts are impacted by hate crimes, especially those that include hypnosis and harassment. The death toll in this state from this particular case is quite high, because of eight denied requests for protection. Crimes from the police station happen and threats from police also happen, but computer invasion and stalking and stealing, meaning identity fraud and theft takes place daily in the Criminal court house. The defamation of character that I received in a false petition included being accused of not taking my son to All Children's hospital soon enough, of course because the state ordered me to the courthouse. I prayed everyday, that my son was first taken that this crime would not be repeated to other children. I held these children in my heart for so long that I could not even carry my heart. I missed all my days as a children's coach in the middle schools, I missed my son's field trips, events, his friends, and my job of being a mentor in his classroom. The kindergarten class room reached picked me, but even on the first day, something came to me. It was a little voice that spoke, "I pledge allegiance to ISIS."
I am certain that this God nudge was the same reason the my little son didn't just ask, or plead with me, he begged me to find him a new school. That was five years ago. Before I was hypnotized to not speak up for my son and me.
As I see this lifestyle that Celine has, it's a true testimony of how her husband dedicated his whole career to protecting her and helping America to stay inspired. My business, created with my son, inspire well-being! was also inspiring to everyone. The computer invasion which happened to me and my son removed our source of income. Never can I get back kindergarten, first, second, third, fourth or fifth grade. See we didn't need an order of protection, we needed a lifestyle that matched our level of inspiration. God will provide for my son and me a reunion which is blessed with his richness and all glory will go to him. I thank you Celine for your amazing inspiring video collection. I love you and your voice and your family. I know this is true for me because it's time to have my second baby.
In God we trust.
Living in Florida since May 1994, I have experienced many changes, careers and lifestyles, this one particular lifestyle I have yet to live. My son... is a glimpse of what life can be like when God blesses you with his I AM presence, it seems that everyone who is seeking their identity, seeks to find it in him. What they do not realize is when you seek to have a reflection of yourself in my child, what you are truly seeking is the heart mind of God.
Find your reflection in God, and return my son to his mom. This is my prayer for Florida that the children will no longer be taken, and we will no longer be Shaken. Signed, celebrity mom (in God's eyes). Proverbs 31:10
October 15, 2013 (kindergarten) - until when? (currently in fifth grade)
When the voice of the Holy Spirit flows through someone, it fills all of our souls with a peace that passes all understanding. I walked Indian Rocks beach many many times to this beautiful song. Philippians 4:7