Divinely Touched is a story of personal transformation. It chronicles Mary's spiritual awakening, how she was divinely saved, led, and transformed. From the depths of depression, from battles with physical ailments for which the medical profession had no explanations, from being led into worlds she never knew existed, she survived being taken to the underworld. She was guided and healed by light workers, shamans, and avatars from this world and the spirit dimension and led on a journey of personal, physical, mental, and spiritual healing. Mary's experience, like that of a caterpillar when transformed into a beautiful butterfly, is one that will inspire, enlighten, and transform your life as well. Dr. Dave uses science, research, and "knowledge of the ages" to explain what Mary experienced and open worlds to the reader that they may never have imagined. Divinely Touched: Transform Your Life can, in fact, do just that. "With painstaking detail, Mary describes her descent into darkness and her triumphant return. Like Margaret Starbird, in The Goddess in the Gospels, who also has a spiritual awakening that took her into the realms of psychosis, Mary describes a similar personal descent into darkness before bursting forth into spiritual awareness. Inside you will find a compelling story that may help you or someone you love" -Maureen St. Germain, author of Beyond the Flower of Life & You Are the Genie in the Bottle "The world is waiting for this powerful story of good vs. evil. Mary's story is amazing, compelling, eye-opening, and courageous. Her faith has carried her through the darkness into the light. She is God's instrument and truly a living expression of divine light flowing forth into the world. Divinely Touched is a must-read, and you won't want to put it down. It will blow your mind" -Pat Hastings, Author of Simply a Woman of Faith: How to Live in Spiritual Power and Transform Your Life "Mary's amazing

Divinely Touched: Transform Your Life

By Mary 'Divine' DiSano Dave DiSano

Balboa Press

Copyright © 2011 Mary 'Divine' & Dr. Dave DiSano
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4525-3744-3

Contents

Dedication:...........................................vForeword..............................................xiiiPreface...............................................xviiAcknowledgements......................................xxiI ~ Divine Beginnings.................................1II ~ The Physical Battles Begins......................12III ~ Divine Meetings: Soul Mates.....................42IV ~ My Divine Journey:...............................95Divine Moments........................................177V ~ Divine Signs......................................187VI ~ Divine Consciousness.............................215VIII ~ Spiritual Healing..............................264IX ~ The Divine Race..................................294X Epilogue............................................309XI Divine Resources...................................312XII A Divine Glossary.................................321XIII Divine References................................333Suggested Further Reading:............................335

Chapter One

I ~ Divine Beginnings

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Divine: (adj.) of or pertaining to God, sacred, from God, heavenly, godlike.

Am I Crazy?

"You're way too young to be this psychotic," my psychologist told me as she made arrangements for me to be treated elsewhere. She was fine seeing me weekly at $150.00 a session, when I was just discussing relationship problems after my divorce. But, once I started to describe to her how I was seeing people's faces changing, or it seemed like someone else was looking back at me in the mirror, she thought I was delusional and was worried I might hurt myself, and she didn't want to be liable!

So, after years of seeing her, she was shipping me off. Abandoning me when I needed her the most. I thought to myself as I left her office, "Good thing I didn't tell her everything that was going on, or, she certainly would have had me committed to a mental hospital on the spot!"

Nor, did I tell her that what had happened to me before and during the two weeks I had spent in a hospital the previous month, for what my family surely thought was a nervous breakdown. And, at the time, I wasn't sure myself, that I wasn't having one.

Now, as I look back I know what had happened. All the pieces fit together. Everything makes sense now. Just as I had battled the forces of darkness, journeyed to the underworld, I was also saved by the grace of God and led on a divine journey that continues today. Sure, the old saying is hindsight is 20/20. But, I believe right now the most important lesson I have learned though all my trauma, near-death experiences, and hospitalizations is that everything in life happens for a reason, and in my case a Divine reason.

To begin making sense of my journey, we have to go back two years before that day when my psychologist was shipping me off to someone else. For I've come to believe:

That you can tell a lot about the present, if you know about your past.

In my case, everything that has happened to me in my life was to prepare me for the battles with the forces of darkness, that led to my spiritual awakening. That led me into worlds I knew nothing of, or, for that matter, never even knew existed. Worlds of seers, psychics, lightworkers, shamans and avatars. But, before I get into the events that led to my awakening, perhaps I should tell you a little more of where I came from and how I started on this incredible journey.

Growing Up Catholic

I was born in 1962, on May 1st, which I have come to find out is the day of the Queenship of Mary. I was blessed by being raised by two spiritually minded, wonderful parents. I had a two-year older brother, and a pet dog named Athena. My father was a college English professor, and my mother stayed home with the kids until I was in elementary school, then she worked in finance for a major corporation in Providence, Rhode Island.

I attended Catholic school from the first through the twelfth grade. I worked hard in high school and was an honor roll student. I started working part-time in a local bakery when I was fourteen, and then at a drugstore through high school. After high school, I had an option to go to school for free where my father was a professor, but I choose to go to another local college that had a better reputation in business and finance. In retrospect, my parents must have been very disappointed in my choice, but they didn't mention it at the time and supported my decision, as they did when after a year in college, I left for a full-time job in a large company in Providence.

My decision to leave college was based on a number of factors. I felt overwhelmed working full-time while maintaining a full academic schedule and because of changes in my home life at the time. I started dating my first husband, Burt, when a junior in high school, having met him through a mutual friend when I was sixteen. We were friends for a couple of years, and we dated for two more years before getting married when I was twenty.

Being the more practical, financially minded one in the relationship, I decided to drop out of college before we were married in order to start saving money for our new life together. Burt was beginning a career as a carpenter and, in what turned out to be a pattern throughout our married life, had an inconsistent income. Using my interest and brief college experience in finance I started out in the accounts payable department in a large company in Providence, Rhode Island.

In the beginning, Burt and I were also your typical young married couple. Both starting new careers, living in a third floor apartment, saving for our own home. On Sundays we would go to church and then have dinner at the parent's. On Saturday night we were out to dinner and a movie with another couple. During the work week I had a nine to five schedule and I would rush home after work to make dinner for us. I would clean up after dinner, make my husband's lunch and get my clothes ready for the next day, and by then, it was time for bed.

To say that we were in a routine after a few years seems to be an understatement. I remember once discussing this with Burt and his response was, "This is life, get used to it!" But, somehow I knew I was destined for more, and slowly came to the realization it would be without him at my side.

Always feeling very connected to God, I remember framing a poster on my own, that I really loved, and that I hung in the den of the first house we owned. The poster was entitled "My Name Is I Am" and it read:

I was regretting the past And fearing the future. Suddenly my Lord was speaking: "My Name is I AM" He paused. I waited He continued: "When you live in the past with its mistakes and regrets, It is hard. I am not there. My name is not I WAS. When you live in the future, with its problems and fears. It is hard. I am not I WILL BE. When you live in this moment it is not hard. I AM HERE. MY NAME IS I AM."

Burt's astrological...