Personal Thoughts On Abortion and The Spirit

I need to state from the beginning that this post is the result of a very personal situation and it does not approve or disapprove this very controversial issue. It is not for me to judge other people’s decisions but this thought, which I will share, has been on my mind for a long time.
Yesterday I decided to share it, as crazy as it might seem, for the only reason that I hope it might help someone out there in the world because I know these posts are read in over 124 countries.

This “situation,” has to do with my birth. Those of you who know me personally, or read The Gypsy Saw two Lives, or the first 100 posts of The Nude Truth, know that my life was NEVER EASY. Crisis after crisis, to the point that I wondered if I lived in a soap opera.
Positive thinking? I believe that without a good attitude I would not exist today.

I kept asking myself: WHY? WHY things that come so easy to most people don’t come to me? Why do I have to climb mountains and as I think I reached the peak fall all the way down at the bottom and start climbing again. My life reminded me of the Greek legend of Sisyphus.

In all these life trials, no matter how difficult and unexpected, somehow, I was helped and supported by friends, which I call Angels, and manage to continue this journey called life. I felt that no matter how hard, a Divine hand always pulled me out of hopeful situations. That didn’t mean I didn’t do my part of struggles to stay afloat. As the saying goes, “God helps those who help themselves.” I knew I had to give it all and I did and continue to do.


I have been thinking of this a lot and some of you might think I am crazy, but to find an explanation for life’s hardships, my mind went back to the way I came into this WORLD.

Here is the story:

My mother, a medical doctor in communist Romania, where people barely could afford one child, had several abortions. The year before I was born, she was pregnant with a boy who was supposed to come into this world. However, my Mom, an ophtalmologist, while she was pregnant with the boy, had a patient who came to see her with her baby, born with NO EYES. Two holes. I was never told the details of what happened, but after that consult my mom decided to abort the boy.

A year later I was allowed to manifest into this world! The first disappointment was that I was a girl!

I am using the word “manifest” for a reason…
What do I mean?
Here is my belief. Please don’t hate or love me for it and don’t think I am crazy because sanity is only a perception.

My theory requires a belief in the existence of the SPIRIT. Of the fact that we are more than an organized body of flesh and bones which dies when our “packaging,” our bodies become dust or ashes.

With that believe in mind, I concluded that it was difficult from the beginning to “manifest” into this world, as planned by a Higher Power. I don’t know, but what if there is a spirit which is meant to be birthed into this world? What if the same spirit, embodied in me, is the same which tried to manifest each time mom had an abortion?

I feel it was hard even before I was born and that “spirit,” who was sent back so many times, yet managed to manifest in me, at last, must be here for a reason…

This very personal theory makes me try to lead a meaningful life. It has been so hard, it must be for a good reason.

I am still trying to understand it, so I may do what I am meant to do.

Because the way I was born, I never considered abortion as a personal option. However I believe in birth control and counseling of both people who are thinking to bringing a life into this world and mothers who feel they could not take care of a babies.

In conclusion, I believe the essence who lives in me, “the same spirit” tried to manifest on Earth several times and was sent back… where? I don’t know, but this process resulted in hardships once this spirit was finally allowed on Earth.

The positive side is that from the very beginning to be here required perseverance and this is the gift God gave me in this life and I am using it to the best of my abilities as I continue to get up and climb again up the mountain of life.

Please share your thoughts on this topic. I would really appreciate to learn how you feel.

My Response To Similar Comments To My Posts

1400793219461Hello Everyone and thank you for continuing to visit and read the posts on my blog.

I am trying to respond personally to EACH comment, but when the comments are inappropriate or simply an advertisement for a product, or  related to sexuality (including the mention of viagara) I will NOT respond personally.

Why? one might ask her/himself? Simply because by responding I have to list the contact info of the person or company which/who commented. In other words I will NOT reward computer generated comments, rude comments, advertisements or porn.

However, some of the comments are intentionally or unintentionally funny and this is why I decided to share some “types” of comments with you.

I hope they will bring a smile to you, as they did to me…

1. Comments which state that other commentators seem to be “brain dead!” What in God’s name makes one think that I would post such comments?

This blog is read by people from 22 PLUS countries. Not everyone knows English, but many people know enough to derive the benefits of learning about a topic of interest to them. I am NOT going to honor rudeness by posting insulting comments. I am a bilingual person and it took me years of struggle to speak and write in English as well as in my native language, Romanian. I assure you, on the long journey of learning, I was not “brain dead.”

2. Comments which call me “DUDE.”

I explained this before, but I still get the “dude” comments:)) I am a WOMAN. ONE. That’s IT.

3. The comments asking me technical questions. So sorry, but those types of questions are really in bad luck. ūüė¶

I am technologically speaking illiterate and wish I weren’t.

In fact, I would like to partner with someone who is technologically literate, so if you are, or know of someone who would like to work with me strictly  on the IT part of my blog, have them email me at

4. Comments which ask me to LIST ALL my social media resources (Facebook, Linkedin, Instagram,  Twitter, Pintrest, Stumbble upon,  etc)

While I do have accounts on a majority of them, what I PUBLISH on this BLOG, is automatically published on ALL of the other accounts.

The BEST way to keep updated on what I publish, is to FOLLOW this blog

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5. Comments which ask me if people “steal my work.” Because the issue of stealing intellectual property came up so often, I wrote an entire article on PLAGIARISM, a while ago. Any person who is truly a writer, knows that one MUST give the source of one’s information. One must give the well deserved credit to the person who wrote the information.

Do people “steal” my work? May be yes, may be no…

I have a versatile blog, I put  hundreds of hours of research in the posts which give information about  specific, practical  topics. If someone steals the information, shame on them!

A large portion of my writing is based on very personal experiences and written with my very personal sense of humor. Could people steal this type of writing? Probably, but anyone who reads  anything by me, would know.

At last, the poetry and essays.

This type of writing comes to me from a source some call God, some Muse, some “a gift.” It may be called whatever one wishes but the truth is, when one expresses ¬†this type of writing, we, as writers, are ¬†facilitators ¬†of ideas coming from a source ¬†superior to us, humans.

In conclusion, please continue to read and comment and share YOUR experiences.

If your English is not perfect, so what? I bet the type of a person who has the indecency to call another “brain dead,” might be brain-dead him/herself.

I cannot make the rules on other blogs but on THIS blog, there are NO silly questions and all comments are welcome and will be answered as long as they do not belong in any of the categories stated above.

So… “dudes and dudettes,” :)) FEEL FREE to comment! ¬†Your comments are valuable and so are YOU!!!

We are learning together!

Warm wishes,