The Secret Barn

 The Barn of Secrets

Opening After the grand opening Of my new cosmetology salon it feels nice to finally sit down taking in all of how I got here. Having a few deep breaths and give thanks to that little girl I once was in a past life, that is. Even though my love is being a hairdresser it was my passion that got me to my salon. It was my hobby of photographing old abandoned barns. ( Wishing I could hear all those walls talk.) the favorite that got me the beautiful barn that I made my home and business. I have always loved being a hairdresser because of the people, beauty, and even the energy that it provides. But, doing my photography gave me the quiet that is needed in life for balance. Because, being there for others, it’s always so important to make sure it takes time for yourself so I did and that’s what I did when I did. Even with my spirituality, I was glad to realize it early on because it has helped me keep balance in my life. With all the blessings it’s important to reflect on how we reach our goals and dreams.

I love sitting here in this, once abandoned barn. It is now mine and I could not be happier. I kept it more original and historic with a little twist on it. It sends the energy of its history that we both share kind of takes my breath away. I would take my hobby and it would change my life, and just a year ago life was way different.

I was just a hairdresser saving towards my dream. Using my hobby of photo-taking to help save for a chance to be my boss. Well, one day I was off at the shop I worked at. So I grabbed my keys, camera, and favorite sunglasses and head out the door. I Have looked at a map the day before and saw a road I haven’t been down of new territory. Hoping I could find some abandoned barns to take shots of (of course they were my favorite things to take photos of.) I did take pictures of all kinds of things but mainly items that represented past and history.

As a wide-eyed Lee approached this new area about 20 miles southeast of where I stay in North Carolina. I am bringing hope-defined items for my collection. I drive slowly down this long rocky desolate drive. Even though Yep I never been here before it gave Me a sense of familiarity. ( Being also a psychic medium that stuff tends to happen.) I take in the smells and sounds as I’ll find a spot pull over and explore. By now it was a little later in the day with some nice gentle breezes, that kept me comfortable on my adventure. We will get paid as I walked with delight I felt drawn to be there it seemed. I felt like I was being guided as I took random little shots of flowers, trees, and even a few bees. After walking for about ½ hour, I heard water and followed it. There through the brush to my surprise, it was an old rusted barn that had been abandoned for years it seemed. I start to look for the perfect shot and as I walk around, I am hit with flashes of this barn and a little girl. e more I walked closer I was struck with even more flashes of when this barn was alive and filled with love in life. Careful it seemed back in the early 20s era the way this little girl was dressed. I reckon it was back then because of how I noticed her wearing a bumper and bloomers. These flashes were coming from the barn and its energy was running through me like Jolts of energy. The flashes I received were of a little red-haired girl that would have a toad in her pocket, like a pet. I heard her call it Fred. It even made me chuckle as I noticed. She loved that barn it kept her and her bees safe in comforted. So much so that she would then call this barn aunt bee and talked to her as if it was family. I found it quite cute her being a young be charmer having a love for bees as she did, and then using the name aunt bee for this beautiful barn that has now been abandoned. By the end of these flashes I, feel and so things I learned so much it is astonishing.

I came to realize that this was a past life I had lived, and that little girl was me. I burst into tears of joy and more embracing this rare feeling. I was so glad to be a psychic medium. I was able to feel this old rustic barnthe I had called aunt B and all the memories that went with it. Down deep I felt there was so much more history she wanted to share that I needed this barn. They have it back in my life in the 20s of 2020. Being a hairstylist I had used these photos to help me save since I wanted to work for myself. So after saving I felt that I found my place with this barn for my salon. So I then found out who owned it, made an offer. Aunt bee would be mine soon. I did have to save more for the remodel and it took time, but my dream was coming true then which now I sit back and it is my reality.