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Brigitte Rondeau
e-mail: turninginward@telus.net
I was born Brigitte Emma Marie Rondeau in a small town in Northern Eastern Alberta Canada, the third of 5 children and the only girl. My upbringing was in a French Catholic community, but was not typical. During the 1960's, the Northeastern part of Alberta was a place where there were unusually high reports of UFO sightings amongst other oddities; and my parents were some of "those" people who were "visited". I remember many a nightmare of visitations and getting "beamed up" as a child right through to my adult years. So you could say, I was a little different than the average Catholic.
Around that time there was also a lot of media around unexplained mysteries and my father purchased a few books on the subject, which my mother eventually read and shared with us. I have a vivid memory of sitting in the rocking chair talking to my mother about re-incarnation at the age of 3. I was fascinated by this and grasped it quite easily. It made sense to me that life did not just end after death.
For the most part, my early childhood was somewhat sunny. We lived out in the country with a little patch of trees at the end of the pasture. Our farm was pretty well self-sufficient with cows for milk and butter, chickens for eggs, and a large garden for vegetables. My parents worked hard, but we always had what we needed, even though we did not have what the other kids had.
I discovered at the age of 6 that I could draw and decided that one day I would become an artist. I did not know at the time that it would take me more than 33 years to manifest, but so it has and in the best possible way, I feel.
Around the age of eight, my brothers and I had a meeting in the old shed by the chicken coop. We discussed how our parents had begun arguing and yelling at each other and wondered what we should do to make it stop. It unfortunately did not stop until 7 years later when they finally decided to separate. 2 months later, after several conflicts of my own with my mother, I decided to move to my father's place in town at the age of 15.
Things pretty well went downhill from there. My inner family was severely shattered and I had quite some difficulty holding myself together. My father left me to my own devices, which was what I wanted at the age of 15. But this also meant that he did not notice that his daughter was loosing a lot of weight, quickly. I was becoming anorexic. In my 12th year Biology Class, the teacher did notice. He took the time to describe the symptoms and effects of anorexia to the entire classroom and somewhere in between nodding in and out of consciousness; I heard what I needed to hear and started eating again.
At that time I did not have enough information to look at the cause behind the disease and so, about a year later it manifested again as Bulimia. This was to become an on again off again struggle for 11 years to follow.
In an odd way, the battle with this Demon did in fact lead me closer and closer to my truth as a healer. I read many a self-help book, looking outside myself for all the information I had actually been born with but had lost in shattering after shattering. Eventually I came across the concept of "cognitive thought", and began paying attention to the thoughts that were running through my head. I also began drawing to myself many different concepts of healing through friends and lovers and was able to even talk about my struggle with them, as they too had "issues" they were dealing with. I discovered that I was not alone.
I learned how to journal and meditate and began sessions with an "unconventional" therapist who worked in the basement of her home where she had a fountain and candle burning. She lit incense and played gentle music softly in the background. It only took 2 sessions to get to the heart of the matter of my disease, Boundaries. In all the books I had read, I had never come across the idea of Boundaries and yet it made so much sense to me. I was finally ready to look at the cause.
I began the process of separating myself emotionally and energetically from others around me, but would eventually find that this too would take a while to heal. This was also a time in my life when I began looking at the foods I was eating and detoxifying my body, as I had become severely malnourished. I started exercising and taking supplements to replace what had been depleted and giving my body the rest it needed. I began learning how to love myself again.
During all this time, I was able to lead what could be considered a fairly productive life. After High School, I moved to a large city in Southern Alberta called Calgary and did eventually study art at the University of Calgary for 2 years, but found that something was lacking and chose to transfer to the Alberta College of Art and Design for another 3 years where I was able to do performance art as well as paint.
In my second year at ACAD, I created my first one-woman show for which I designed and built the set, wrote, produced and performed a series of monologues, poems and a song about my experiences and observations as a lesbian artist. I created 2 more performances on social issues in my final year and was voted valedictorian by my peers and asked to create yet another for the graduation ceremony. Everything appeared to going very well for me.
This was when I got my second "wake up call". Two weeks before graduation was to occur, I received a phone call from my mother. My little brother who had been suffering with extreme Schizophrenia for 5 years was in the hospital with Galloping Leukemia and all of his body systems were beginning to fail. He passed 2 weeks later on the day I was to graduate.
All of sudden, nothing else really mattered. This was when my heart opened just enough for me to begin to look around and see that there was a lack of love not just for my body, but in everything I had been doing up until that time. I also saw that the possibility of my life as an artist would only be filled with judgment and disappointment due to this. And once again, I began to ponder life, death, and consciousness.
This was the first time I spoke directly to Earth. On my birthday, shortly after my brother's death, I found myself sitting on the bank of Upper Kananaskis Lake in the Alberta Rocky Mountains crying. I stared out at the trees along the shoreline, it was so beautiful. She was so beautiful. I knew she too was diseased and in pain, and felt the lack of love. I asked her "What do you want me to do? " I knew we were all in a real mess. She told me that first I would have to learn to love myself.
It was an interesting time of my life, I had 2 very big completions at the same time and was left wondering who I was and who I would become. Then there was the matter of paying the bills and my $27,000 student loan. I went back into the work force and put my art career on hold "until who knows when". I continued to look for answers in books, reading about the energy field, channeling, past lives, and other dimensional existence. It was all very interesting, but again, there was a lack of love in it all.
Work lead me to many different occupations, labour, sales, management, and eventually purchasing for the Southern Alberta Renal Program in Downtown Calgary. 8 years after my conversation with Earth, in 2003, I met someone in the renal program who agreed with me that Earth was a conscious living being and he pointed me to the SSOA Website and the White Buffalo article. I joined SSOA and went to my first International Ascension Conference in Jasper 2004.
So now, 4 years have passed, but it feels more like 20. And I can definitely say that the path to learning to love myself and Earth and those around me has not been easy. It requires moving beyond beliefs and limitations that stand in the way of forgiving what has been and loving what is unconditionally, no matter how dark or ugly it may seem, and opening the heart, mind, and body to receive information that will change who you perceive yourself to be inside and out.
My commitment to my ascension has lead me out of Calgary to Banff and working in a Gallery, surrounded once again by art. But now I understand that it is possible for love to be present in everything we choose to create. I have found that in co-creating with Soul, Earth and the Nature Kingdoms on a walk, when painting, cooking, or any other creation, I am able to share in a beautiful exchange of love and blessings and that this is a state I long to return to.
I have healed my inner family enough to be able to manifest the Beloved relationship for 2 years now and we are immersed in the process of discovering and transcending relationship dynamics that do not support human ascension. It has been a blessing, and as it is with ascension, everyday I have the opportunity to open my heart yet a little bit more. Everyday, I have the opportunity to forgive another, my ancestors, and myself for what went wrong and start again. Each time, learning a little more about what it means to Love and to Bless.
If you resonate with what I have told you about my path and feel that I might be able to assist in helping you help yourself then please email me and we can begin to look at what you are ready to heal. We will work with Earth and the Nature Kingdoms primarily as they will be holding space and sharing blessings for the healing to occur.
The Donation for a 60-minute reading is 70 US or 100 US for 90 minutes.
I can be contacted at turninginward@telus.net
Art and Consultation Series. I am also a gifted artist and weave the nature kingdoms into my work. If you feel that a special piece painted upon silk would be of useful for your inner healing and connection to nature, I offer a series of consultations of 3 60 minute readings and a painted silk art piece from your nature kingdom guides for $350. See Silk Art by Gigi for more information.
Namaste,
Gigi Rondeau
