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Flash Mom: Your Personal Guide to the Universe
Flash Mom: Your Personal Guide to the Universe
Flash Mom: Your Personal Guide to the Universe
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Flash Mom: Your Personal Guide to the Universe

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Tired of the doom and gloom blaring 24/7 from every media porthole? What if hope was also being broadcast, but you just had to find the right channel? What if intuition, gut, and coincidence were signs that the universe is trying to communicate with you? What if the ability to access your sixth sense is not rare; it’s real?

Abby Kamen offers an entertaining account of her sixth sense awakening and her discovery of the sacred gift of nurturing. She deftly weaves the worldly and spiritual into a concise set of guidelines to help us navigate the chaos of the 21st century. By taking on the spirit of a camera, she encourages you to take a snapshot of your life and seek the meaning deeper than the obvious, your pathway to purpose. In doing so, Abby challenges each of us to embrace our responsibility to put the “human” back into humanity.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAbby Kamen
Release dateMar 24, 2017
ISBN9780998586519
Flash Mom: Your Personal Guide to the Universe
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Abby Kamen

Abby Kamen is an artist, writer, and philanthropist. In 2009, she and her son created the award winning non-profit, Team Food Chain. A graduate of the University of Michigan, she lives in Prospect, KY with her husband and two children.

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    Flash Mom - Abby Kamen

    PART I

    Sixth Sense

    Join me in the beginning -

    I’m done feeling it’s the end.

    1: Flash Mom

    DECEMBER 31, 1999. I’m not going to lie - I was scared out of my mind. Ancient predictions, the Mayan calendar, biblical apocalypse, was this the end of time?

    I was 38, married with two small children. Yes, I was the one who had the stash of tape for my windows and enough batteries, water, and non-perishable food to last at least another decade. Somehow it brought me comfort, just in case my family found themselves trapped in Will Smith’s I Am Legend (a movie which I have not seen because it terrifies me and do not know how I would handle if it proved to be a reality). I did in fact go out, sporting my glittered 2000 eyewear, drank copious amounts of champagne, and danced to the tune Party Like It’s 1999.

    The ball dropped and January 1, 2000 swept over the globe. I was amazed and relieved. The predictions proved false. Everything was fine.

    Then, of course, 9/11 happened one year later. The world didn’t end, but it surely turned upside down. As a nation, we had been sleeping, drifting along, thinking all the recent technological, social, and political change of the 20th century would be enough for us to endure. We tried to heal, but we feared everyone and everything.

    2012 happened as well - another movie that I didn’t see and an increase in other Armageddon predictions. Today, technology has made it possible for us to connect in an instant. While there are many benefits to this connection, the 24/7 blaring of doom and destruction has us reeling. Panic attacks are now instigated and experienced in planetary unison. We are in the midst of high tech, fast paced chaos affecting us globally, nationally, locally, and individually.

    Enough!

    Like it or not, it appears we have been selected as the gatekeepers of humanity’s future. Heady, I know; however, it is not a multiple choice question. Talk about pressure. We should be feeling it. But we should also stop running away from it.

    We need to put the human back into humanity. Our biggest problem is actually quite simple. We have lost the ability to nourish ourselves and each other. And that is where I come in. I’m here to help us get it back, with common sense taking the lead and sharing that we have more than our five senses at our disposal.

    It is time for us to understand that our sixth sense is common, just like any other talent. We can’t see them, but we understand the gifts of music, art, science, etc. Well, the same is true for energy beyond our five senses. This ability to access our sixth sense is not reserved for the religious, spiritual, or whatever notion this subject conjures in your head. It is not rare; it’s real. My guess is you’ve probably even had an encounter yourself and brushed it off as crazy. Let me just say, it’s not.

    To that end, I decided to use myself as both the artistic and spiritual medium. I hate to be photographed, so this was a big leap of faith for me. As Flash Mom, I have taken on the spirit of a camera. Seems unlikely from camera-shy me, but I am the one who is going to encourage you to take a snap shot of your life and put it into a different context. I want to help you seek the meaning that is deeper than the obvious.

    I’m going to be your guide as we begin to unravel the mystery of the sixth sense. Using my story as the vehicle, I’m going to be the conduit for some common sense advice, channeled through me, offering a sensible perspective from the proverbial Mother and Father energies that surround all of us.

    In doing so, I hope you will join me in building a movement that will unleash our natural humanity. A movement that will keep the best of our evolution and discard the worst. A movement that will unite us with our individuality as we collaborate as a community. Combining our sixth sense with common sense will make sense as we approach the future.

    To be clear, this is not religious doctrine. Through my journey, I simply mean to highlight a pathway to purpose and to an understanding of the energy around us.

    In the wise words of my mother, and probably someone else more famous, Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

    Onward!

    It was love at first sight of a different kind, soulmates reunited.

    2: Found

    ME. ON THE daily, I am my own personal sit-com. Sage meets Calamity Jane. Outrageous stuff is always happening - the series of interesting coincidences literally beginning with my birth. My mother owned a curtain and drapery shop that she inherited from my grandfather upon his untimely death at age forty-nine. I am named after him. Back in the late fifties, he was a forward thinker and quite interested in metaphysics. Although Jewish, his favorite day of the year was St. Patrick’s Day. He passed away the year before I was born. My birthday is March 17, 1961.

    My biological father worked with my mother and grandmother at the store. He was a nice enough guy, but we were not particularly close. Reflective of the times, my mother had married young, after a very fun year at Ohio State. Although she is brilliant and one of the most street savvy individuals I know, school was definitely not her thing. In the years that followed, she had a hard time getting pregnant and was in her mid-twenties when she had my brother and me. By then, she had grown into herself and apart from her spouse.

    Divorce wasn’t common, but she knew there was more to her story. I can vividly remember that, at age five, my only concern was the lack of a man in the house.

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