A Message to Impact the World of Insanity. Part 1
Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Wednesday, October 19, 2016 at 1:31 pm
The year was 1962. I was expecting my second baby. I cannot remember for what reason I visited the Mental Health Clinic. But I distinctly remember the young social worker taking an account of the reason for my visit. I remember her words, “You need chemical therapy.” For whatever reason I did not consent to such therapy, perhaps out of not having a clue about what she was talking about.
The years came & went with strong and high waves of trouble that led me to my first divorce around 1969. At that time, I was a devout Catholic; in the Catholic Church in those days divorce was not allowed. If one went through a divorce one was forbidden to participate in the rituals of the Church. So, when I divorced my first husband I also divorced my Creator and all that had to do with my Creator.
In my Catholic mind, if the Church rejected me so did my Creator and I destined to hell fires. Thus I decided to fling away all decent moral principles and live it up! For nearly 3 years clad with the hoofs of rebellion I lived in the gutter of sinful living until such a living became so disgusting that I decided to pick myself up and start over again.
Eventually, I met the man that became my second husband. This union drove to me to mental insanity as per say. The pressure was so great that my mind snapped and I was taken to the mental hospital. The first breakdown. The beginning of the chemical therapy. The year was 1974.
Ten years went by along with a second divorce and a second mental breakdown in 1985. In spite of that breakdown, 1985 was the year of my deliverance. All of that is covered in detail in Overcoming Supernaturally.