About D'Jolie
I entered this life at St.
Joseph's Hospital in Burbank, California. My mother had tried
unsuccessfully to have children, so she turned to "the best doctors" for
fertility treatments. It was a mixed blessing, for with their help, she
was able to carry me full term, but when I was born, they rendered her
unconscious and I was pulled out with forceps. This delivery left me
with head trauma and severe migraines throughout most of my childhood,
but opened me up to other realms.
From early childhood, paranormal experiences were
normal for me. As a mere child, I was aware of my "power animal totem",
and three angels were always with me, gently reminding me when the pain
became too intense to bear and I wanted to "go back", that I must stay.
Southern California was a wonderful place then, and
the beaches of Santa Monica and Malibu became my playground. As a teen, I
attended the largest, and reputably the best, high school in the area.
But much was missing from my dysfunctional home life. When I was twelve
years old, I was invited by a friend to go to her Mormon church. The LDS
way of life was so calming and comforting to me that I became a member,
and to this day, I hold deep gratitude to my friend's mother and
grandmother, and all who became my mentors. The Mormon Church gave me
back what was sadly missing in my home.
At fifteen, I began modeling in fashion shows and at
seventeen, I was offered a career with the Harry Conover agency. I had
plans to do fashion modeling and enroll at U.C.L.A. to study Archaeology
and Anthropology. Life was good but my mother and stepfather had other
plans. They were retiring and had bought a ranch in Southern Oregon. So,
after graduating from high school, I was uprooted from everything I had
ever known and moved to what I considered at the time to be the end of
the earth.
I detested my new environment so much that I married the
first boy I dated just to escape.
After ten years of marriage and three children, my
husband and I had grown so far apart that we divorced. I just wanted to
go home to L.A. Once there, my adventure began in earnest with a career
modeling and staging fashion shows. One such show left me spellbound by a
young Lebanese admirer. This adventure gave me my first taste of Middle
Eastern food, and belly dancing. I later moved to San Francisco with
his family. However, the restrictions placed on me by my loving, but
overprotective Lebanese fiance became too much for my fiercely
independent spirit, so I returned to Southern Oregon.
Paranormal occurences started again and I discovered
that through spiritual growth and natural healing, I could achieve
balance in my being. After the appearance of Gray Eagle, who was my
father in a past lifetime, I realized what my life's work was to be.
Through a belly dancer friend, I was introduced to an elderly lady who
became my teacher and helped me to remember who I really was and why I
had chosen an Earthly sojourn.
I began to experience karmic relationships, and one
by one, the events of this history were cleared and released. After
intermingling my visions and paranormal experiences (what Native
Americans refer to as "walking with one foot in the dream world") and
with meeting my teachers and literally dying three times, I had learned
to fear nothing.
Through it all, I kept practicing the ancient art
form of belly dancing while learning yoga. Other forms of exercise
seemed to fit in perfectly, so I devised an exercise program utilizing
the best of each, and "Great Moves" was born.
In the early 90's, I started working as an Elder
Care Specialist and found this to be very rewarding. Each client I work
with gives me new insights. I was filled with compassion for these wise
women who taught me so much.
I continue my work as a caretaker of the elderly,
and now my three year old Black Labrador is becoming a therapy dog and
partner in my service.
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