Greg,
Again, I thank you, for your help and for your posts. We?re back in California (my sister and I) and enriched by our experience of visiting The Seed, or I should say the 33,000 square foot warehouse that once housed The Seed. I would like to accommodate you and those reading these posts of my ?recovered memories?. And yet I have, through intensive therapies done for many years, recovered many memories. This forum has helped me to validate those relived memories that at times seemed too bizarre to be true. This can?t happen in America ? right? Having delved into my own subconscious for many years, I found the experience of visiting this warehouse to be quite healing. For instance, in taking photos that I hope to post for others like me who live far from Florida, I came upon a large wooden beam upon the asphalt we once did our exercises. On the top of the old beam, was a luminous green sprout grew from a fracture in the wood. We are Seedlings, they named us such. The Seed is long gone. The warehouse is for sale. And we, like nature, endure.
There is much more to tell, like the connection and healing that my sister and I enjoyed. Because this tragedy of The Seed, did not simply change us, it also hurt our family members. There is much healing to do?
With Love, not the prescribed ? I love you? from the seed, but from a free and open heart.
Danny Girl