A few weeks later, I was at home with my parents, it was a Friday evening and I was on the Internet looking for return flights to Idaho, when I found some really cheap flights, there and back and started booking them after having checked with Ange if she was okay with cost and stuff.

During that process I got the biggest Migraine, so I was half blind and in so much pain booking it and when it came to putting HSBC stupid Credit card in, it said declined.  By then I was so over it, in total pain and just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole.

I spoke to Ange the next day told her that there had been a problem, I was also rung up by HSBC who said they had declined it as it was such a huge amount of money and blah, blah, blah.

I thought that was the end of that.

Now I had this session with Ange in November 2007, had tried booking the tickets in December, and had left it at that.  I used to be quick at accepting defeat.

When one morning in January 2008, I think it was Tuesday, I woke up about 3 am in the morning and had this incredible urge to switch on my lap top and check my mail.

Opening my Hotmail account I noticed a weird email as it was in Spanish, and having tried my hardest to learn Spanish, because that year I was also going to train as a secondary teacher in languages, and my second language was Spanish.

Anyway I opened the email and red Dos Billetas, blah blah blah Idaho Falls, Terminale Manchester Airport. Blah, blah, blah.

I suddenly realised that I had a confirmation to fly out that morning at 9 am to Idaho Falls and that there were two tickets fully paid for, by me personally.  I went through shitting myself being totally excited to suddenly realising I had to get in touch with Ange and pronto.

So from 4 am I started ringing her, by 5.30 I think I got through told her that we were flying and that she had to meet me at the Airport by 8 am to catch our 9 am flight.

Bear in mind Ange has three teenage kids that needed to be taken care of by somebody, needed to get cash sorted, pack a bag get ID and whatever else sorted.

I on the other hand ran into my parent’s room, told them the good news, packed my bag, found my Passport and got my Dad to drive me to the Airport. To be honest they were amazing. Just totally cool and probably still totally fast asleep and yea, just amazing parents.

At the airport, I met up with Ange, who was actually alright with me and had been able to sort her kids out, get some money and brought her winter clothes as it was going to be bloody cold out there.

We got on the flight and Ange sat a row behind me as it was literally only us on the flight, when she tapped me on the shoulder and said, Thank you and smiled her cheeky smile.

It was a bit later when she said she had been furious about the situation but then saw that it had plaid out perfectly just the way it had happened.  We both sat back and enjoyed the flight which was lush.

After an amazing flight, we got to the Holiday Inn Hotel, got to our room and were so excited. Couldn’t really sleep that night but finally we both got to sleep and full of excitement.

 It is all a bit of a blur as I was going through a crazy time, well always am actually, when my sister told me about this lovely woman she had gone to see her for a hot stone massage and also did Angel healing session, amongst other wonderful therapies.

So I arranged to see her and went up to Stockport, Stepping Hill in Greater Manchester, UK and found myself in one of those wonderful old narrow terraced houses, once used by mill workers families.

It had those typical brake neck narrow staircases that felt like they went on for ever.

Once I got up the stairs, it was warm, welcoming and quite. But it also had a feeling of immense peace surrounding the place and I felt instantly calmer.

Ange came out and introduced herself and took me into her sanctuary of a room. The colours were subtle shades of pink, pale blues and felt sparkly but relaxed.

She asked me what I had come for and I told her that I had come to have an Angel card treatment done.

She looked at me, cocked her head to the side, and with a cheeky grin just asked me if we could forget about Angel cards and if she could try something different on me, something that she had recently discovered and trained in.

I obliged and she explained to me what Theta was. I am never great for retaining any information, it surprises me sometimes I got this far in life without forgetting what my name was, but I was here and it was going to be the start of another long chapter in my life.

Ange told me to relax and that she was going to piggy back me up to the 7th plane, whatever that meant. She said this is where God, creator of all that is, is or the universal energy is and some more stuff that sounded really cool but I didn't really understand what she was going on about.

The only thing I really had ever experienced was Reiki and I had done the first level of Reiki but that was that.

So I shut my eyes and I can only explain it as a WUSH and I was suddenly somewhere else and when I opened my eyes in my consciousness and looked around I saw this white dude, with a long white beard, white hair but bald on top and a white toga like material wrapped around him, and some sandals strapped to his feet.

I was somewhere and nowhere, I think there were some hay stacks and that was about it.

He was looking at me and I asked him who he was, and he answered I am god, which confused me as I would have never thought in a million years that I would imagine that if I met God, which I never imagined by the way, he totally would not be looking like that!

Also after wards I thought being brought up Jewish we are taught not to imagine God as an image but just as a presence. That didn’t actually go through my head at the time, only afterwards did I think of that.

So I asked him, why he was dressed in that way and he answered well this is how you imagine God to look like, which made me realise that the images I have seen of God since childhood had influenced me more than I thought they had.

This made me laugh, and as I really didn't know what else to ask or to discuss with God, I seemed to be pulled back down and was back in my chair, and that is how I got introduced to God and Theta healing.

Angela looked at me and waited for me to gather myself as what just had happened was nuts and totally out there.

She then asked me what I had experienced, and when she heard she was pretty impressed as she said that most people only get a feeling the first time they experience Theta and I had had a question and answer session with God. Not bad for the first time, even if it had been one question and me questioning God on his style of clothing and beardedness.

I asked what Ange had seen and she said, she had seen a boat and I was on that boat and when I arrived at the shore of this Island I was greeted with people playing trumpets loudly and notes being visible from the trumpets and other weird and wonderful stuff which I still not sure about but it all sounded really nice. I suppose it what saying I was going to sail through my life surrounded by music, people, and living in a boat as a bit of a traveller. Sounds about right up till now.


 Ange, then let me know that in January 2008, Vianna Stibal, who is the founder of Theta, was teaching the Basic and Advanced Theta courses in Idaho Falls, Idaho, USA.

Amazing, wicked that was it! Ange and I were going to fly to Idaho and do Basic and Advanced, Ange repeating hers whilst I was going to learn all about it. I was definitely getting myself some of that!