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Sure... at first, you don't know anything about it... you don't even suspect it... but eventually, you wake up... eventually, you become aware of it... ... eventually, a gut feeling... "your intuition"... "enlightenment." And suddenly, many things become clear to you. Suddenly, so much makes sense... so much of your experiences... your experiences! Rejection, responsibility, the "black sheep" of the family, double numbers, power animals, and other signs, finding your calling/life plan with the help of the universe.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025
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Pamela Joanna Berg
Coincidences ???
They don't exist !!!
Everything orchestrated by the ☝ Universe
in collaboration with you
Sure, …
… at first you don't know anything about it …
… you don't even suspect it …
...but at some point you wake up...
...at some point you become aware...
...at some point you get a gut feeling...
“Your intuition”
"Enlightenment"
Yes,...
… all no coincidence!!!
If you've come across my book, then the universe wishes you to read it - because there are no coincidences!
I.
Rejection,
because I wasn't born the way my family of origin wanted me to be.
Straightening out my being
II.
The responsibility
for my two-year-older sister was transferred to me by my parents (mother), even though I was still a child myself.
III.
The black sheep of the family
IV.
My encounter with special numbers, such as double or angel numbers, power animals and other signs
What did they want to tell me?
Sympathy and lucky numbers
House numbers
Power animals
Feathers
V.
How the universe ensures that you have everything and can do everything to live your calling, your life plan
Experiences
Predominantly temporary employment contracts
brought grief back then - now flexibility.
Encounters with foreigners
or with children of foreign origins
Coincidences???
They don't exist!!!
Everything staged by the ☝ Universe
in collaboration with you
(and you yourself are a part of it, and not an insignificant part!)
You just forgot it at birth...
…all no coincidence!
---
Imagine for a moment that everything you have experienced in your life so far, everything that has happened to you, that none of this is a coincidence.
Yes, because coincidences - there are no such things!!!
Everything was already planned when you were born.
You have already brought your learning tasks with you and have helped decide in or with which family of origin you can solve them.
That's exactly why you were born into this family.
Sure...
… first of all, you don’t know anything about it…
… you don’t even suspect it …
...but at some point you wake up...
…at some point you will realize it…
… at some point a gut feeling …
“Your intuition”
"Enlightenment"
And suddenly a lot of things become clear to you.
Suddenly so many things make sense…
… so much experience,
… your experience!
I.
Rejection,
because I wasn't born the way my family of origin wanted me to be.
Straightening out my being
My parents, and especially my brother, had wanted me to be born a boy.
Well, that was probably the first time I disappointed them.
I more than sensed that they didn't want to accept that.
For the first few years that I can remember, my brother behaved towards me as if he had indeed had a little brother. He took me with him when we were out in the countryside on weekends or during holidays. We would sit together - he with his pocketknife - in the sandbox or in the meadow while he sharpened small branches.
We spent hours like that - until one day, when I was wearing overalls and stuck the stick he had sharpened for me into my bib, I fell. As I fell, the sharpened stick pierced my lower lip. It bled quite a bit. The visible scar it left behind still reminds me of that today.
Or my brother would fool around with me and teach me all the nonsense a girl absolutely doesn't need, like finger whistling, whistling with her mouth - just like that, playing soccer, playing with toy cars, Fischertechnik, and marbles, making faces, flicking scraps of paper around with a rubber band, and making paper airplanes.
Yes, sometimes he even acted like a clown to make me laugh.
He was over 7 years older than me.
As a child, I loved all of that. I hadn't thought about the fact that he saw me as someone completely different -namely, a little brother.
I also loved being treated that way; different from my two sisters.
So I took on the role and felt strong and went along with everything. I helped my father with the shopping, carrying heavy things up the stairs.
We lived in a 3-room apartment on the 2nd floor of an apartment building in the big city.
I had to share a room with two sisters. My brother had his own room, and in the evenings, my parents converted the sofa in the living room into a bed.
I even carried the crates of drinks upstairs with me. My sisters had never dared to do something like that. But they were never asked if they would help. I thought it was really great – to be able to shine like that, to be seen.
