In the years before hospital births became the norm, my mother was a midwife in rural Pennsylvania where I grew up. Midwives were often healers and in touch with the mystery of life. And long after my mother thought that she was finished having children, she was told by a psychic midwife that she would have one more son (that's me) - that I would have a special calling and not be like her other three sons who were already in their late teens by this time.

     She was told that I would be touched and "marked" by God at birth (my red birthmark down the left side of my nose) and have a difficult time socializing with others, be a loner, and that my name should be Jacob because I would also wrestle with Angels like Jacob in the Bible. The psychic said that I had a special calling and that I would move west and never return - that I would be spiritually attuned and psychic and live a unique kind of monastic or priestly life of service without being part of a religion or church and that I would be called as a teacher and healer for thousands of people and be most successful after the age at which most people are retired.

     I feel I am fulfilling my Divine Destiny and Calling from those many years ago. I have been serving and teaching since 1984 and though I still sometimes wrestle with Angels from time to time, I mostly live a very quiet and simple life of surrender to Grace. I am honored and humbled to be able to do this work that I love and to be of service to those whom God sends to me so that we can be healed together.