Zau has Zest!

My friend Zau is from Angola, born there during a war-torn period.  My understanding is that he grew up in a pretty normal environment, had a loving father and mother, siblings, cousins; a complete life.  His normalcy changed at the age of 12.  At that age he was removed from his home and impressed into the Angolan Army.

His normal existence was still that, normal I mean, a new normal.   Brutal relationships replaced loving ones, his companions were still similar in some ways, and childhood friends grew with him into strong soldiers.  Normal became a tough, unyielding, day by day process of staying alive, staying healthy, living under a shadow of fear.

Zau’s spirit stayed strong through this all, continued to grow, perhaps overwhelmed by the meagreness of his existence over the years, but his spirit prospered.  He continued to love and honor relationships…

When Zau turned 18 his closest companion was killed during combat.  Now understand that the normal procedure for fallen comrades was to bury them at the site.  Zau did not want that for his friend, and did not want the family of his friend to always wonder what had happened to their cherished son.

So, picking up his friend, he left the battle field, making an irrevocable choice to truly believe in compassion and freedom.  He carried his friend home, and left him in the village of his heart and life.

With that choice he also made the choice to leave the war, and the control and sadness that he had lived under, unwillingly for his past years.  He left the county of Angola, and traveled, eventually ending in Rio de Janeiro, where he earned a living creating wonderful jewelry and leather work, and fathering the child of his heart, Zinga.

It came to pass that while he was selling his art in a city bazaar in Rio, he met the woman of his heart, my friend Karen Sorbo.  They recognized the correctness of their love and he eventually left Rio to come to live in Minnesota with Karen.  I had the honor of performing their wedding ceremony a few years ago, and it was right.

Every departure has some grief, and Zau was not able to bring his daughter home to Minnesota, she to this day remains in Rio with her mother.  They live in a destitute area of the city, filled with gang fighting and drugs.  He is unable to convince her mother to move.

At this time Zau visits her as often as he can, supports her and her mother.  He wants to bring her home with him, but is not allowed by our governments to do so; he has no real rights as her father.

If any story I write has a goal, the goal of this story is to send out waves of love to Zau and  Zinga,  to send out waves of hope, and compassion and awareness.  It is my goal to help Zau bring his daughter home with my words, and hopefully with the spirit and heart of you who are reading this.

Yet another day reading palms

On Sat February 19, I will again be at Mara’s wonderful location, 225 Water Street in Jordan Minnesota.  I am happy to be able to connect with those of you that were not able to secure an appointment on my last Saturday on site.  Please contact Mara at 225waterstreet.com or respond here for information on times available!  I look forward to seeing you there!!!

Another short note on reading palms

Last Sat the 29th, I had the terrific honor of spending the day at 225 Water Street in Jordan Minnesota, reading palms like crazy.  Oh I had so much fun, met so many fantastic women!  So!!!  I will most certainly be back.  I am excited to tell you that I will be going back to 225 Water Street  on February the 19th for yet even more outrageous fun!  If you do want a reading please let me know, or contact Mara directly @ 225waterstreet.com!  See you then!

More on reading palms

I love reading palms.

When I take someones hands I first say a small prayer to myself, to ask for guidance and the ability to revel the information the person I am reading for most needs.  I love the connection that I feel to the person whose hands I am holding, and the warmth that comes to my hands from theirs.

Reading palms is pretty basic, we all have four major lines on our palms, Life, Heart, Head and Destiny, and these lines can give me an immediate insight into what has been happening in a person’s life.  Then,  taken in accordance with the myriad of other lines on a palm, the shape of fingers and palm, and even the color of the palm, I can gain so much information to share.  Often times I gain an intuitive flash, a glimpse of even a little more, a little more depth and knowledge.

I love the responses I receive when I speak with the wonderful people I read for, the appreciation of the knowledge I have for them, and sometimes just the validation my words have.

I love reading palms.

PALM READING

I am so excited to announce a refreshed collaborative between myself and 225 Water Street.  Once a month I will be available at Mara’s wonderful Jordan location to read  your palms.

My first scheduled  Saturday is January the 29th, 10 to 3.

Location is

225 water Street

Jordan Minnesota

just 20 minutes south of the twin cities on Highway 169.

If you would like to have your palm read, please respond here, or give me a call at 952-237-7858. Or contact Mara by going to

http//www.225waterstreet.com

Our Cost is only $25.00 for a 30 minute reading. I look forward to hearing from you!!!  What do the lines of your palm have to say about you!!

Tilly Evan Jones

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable and beautiful and afraid of nothing as though I had wings.” ~Mary Oliver

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