My Mission

My Story

I am simply a small-town girl who grew up on a dairy farm that set snug within the clinch valley mountains in Southwest Virginia alongside the North Fork River. I spent my childhood catching crawdads and worms for fishing and running through fresh cow patties barefoot just to warm my feet and see how far I could slide without falling. The cats, dogs, chickens, cattle and the baby mice in the feed bins were my friends.

I grew up in a fatherless past and my mother was an amazing single parent with mad carpentry skills, a go getter attitude and a kind beautiful heart of service. She worked all the time, and my grandparents farm was my refuge and magical playground that any kid would envy. 

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I was very much loved by my mother and my grandparents, and I had a very healthy early childhood. Although I was happy and healthy, I knew I was different from my family. I always felt like I was from another place. Many things in my life that I experienced was unexplainable and I kept most of it to myself for fear I would be called a liar or shipped to either an exorcist or mental institution. My family was very Bible belt some more than others. Some were understanding and others not so much. My family was fairly large and I had many cousins and aunts and uncles. My mother was number 8 out of 9 children.

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Sometimes I thought maybe there was something wrong with me and maybe I was a mistake. Anything that was not explainable was demotic to many in my family. Most the time I didn't really communicate to them. I was secretly bullied and made fun of by my cousins and got blamed for things I did not do. I didn't have a dad, and no one had met him before, so I got tagged as the "Bastard of the family".  Of course, my mother was ridiculed over having me out of wedlock. My grandparents however loved me greatly and I knew it without a benefit of a doubt.

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Even though there was talk about me and what seemed like a bit of jealousy I was pretty happy and content. I remained that way until about 9 years of age. This was the error of my life that things took a turn into a path of self-destruction and unworthiness.

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From this point I began to experience the negative part of life. Sexual abuse opened so many doors to a variety of abuse that made me think the most awful of myself. This led to depression and excessive eating to try to find some sort of comfort and belonging in my life. Later as a teen I took up smoking to be "Cool" with my cousins and others and that developed into a serious habit that did not get broke until over twenty years later.

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Throughout my life I suffered many self-afflicted illnesses along with obesity. I developed high blood pressure in my twenties. I tipped 300lbs before my first child was born and battled 340 plus after my second. No matter what I did I could not love myself and I was always so very insecure. 

I would look back into my life and I could not find no happy memories of being okay with myself. Any happiness I had was drowned by abuse, abandonment, depression, and sickness. 

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My children's father and my partner of eleven years even abandoned me and the kids. Right before this abandonment I had emergency surgery that didn't start so well that left me crying in prayer on the surgery table as I was put under for fear, I'd never see my kids again. This moment took me to a room of isolation where time was of no existence with the angel of death only to wake a day later on a ventilator pouring sweat in complete confusion. 

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This was the beginning of a tipping point of seeing a reality without my existence for my children and my heart began to break over and over with the mere thought of my children being without me. That in itself was devastating and a motivator to change my life.

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I have been told that I cannot do many things in my life. I was told by multiple doctors I would not be able to have children; however, I find myself a single parent of two. I was told cancer is only treatable through radiation and their protocols but yet I find myself diagnosed with it then all of a sudden, no sign of it. I have found myself dead, but yet alive. I have suffered many things in my life but yet I am still fighting. I suffered multiple life-threatening emergency surgeries along with multiple strokes with almost complete paralysis of the left side. I today still feel numbness on my left. 

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I have even experienced homelessness with my two children multiple times and begged for help only to be rejected. Rejection after rejection in my life as there was something wrong with me, I began to break down on the inside. Many nights I cried myself to sleep after my children lay to rest. Praying to God asking why and what have I done? Hating myself, so much I couldn't stand to see myself in the mirror. People would sometimes compliment me and tell me I was beautiful, and it would instantly make me sick in my stomach because I felt they were lying, and I just knew they wanted something from me to say that. Lies and more lies. I felt that everyone lied to me for reasons I didn't know. I came to a point I felt like ending my own life. Then at that moment I seen my children over me crying and I could feel their hurt and misery. It hurt so bad and then I remembered this hurt before and all I wanted to do was survive. I couldn't die, I can't leave them I am all they got.

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So here I am today still living, and I know with everything in me there is a reason I am here. I can feel the energies of others and of objects around me. The power I had was not demotic after all. I am an empath and I happen to be royalty. My father on earth took one look at me at 18 months old and walked away, but my heavenly father our creator; the King or KINGS, picked me up and took me in and sent me into the world to become my greatest version. He sent me into the darkness and told me to shine my light for others. Help them find their way through this darkness and show them the truth.

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So here I am in front of you in present time starting my journey right here. I am Rebekah a single mom with financial strain; earthly illnesses'; overweight and over worked but I stand here before you to follow me into this journey of self-healing, self-love and miracles that some may say just can't happen but actually is.

                                                                                                                               ~Divinely Rebekah

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