I was pondering lately what my life would be like now if it hadn’t been for a seemingly random chain of events that brought me to Australia, then on to Brisbane… and by some quirk of fate sitting wondering what the heck I was doing at a workshop held by a man named Serge Benhayon.
Up until this point in my life I was an outright cynic of anything remotely religious, New Age, non-scientific or totally mainstream; even a trip to a chiropractor or a massage therapist was way out there for me. So imagine my surprise when I started to be all consumed with finding my purpose and needing to find myself, so to speak. Continue reading “Thank God for Serge Benhayon”