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MY REDEMPTION ATHENA DEAN HOLTZ I’VE ALWAYS FELT DRAWN BY GOD. AS A YOUNG GIRL, OUR FAMILY WOULD VISIT COUSINS AT CHRISTMASTIME AND GO TO MIDNIGHT MASS. The priest, the mystical
chants, incense and icons — that was the extent of my exposure to anything close to Christianity as a child. At one point, I was filled with an esoteric longing to find out more about God, but I was closing in on my teenage years and assumed knowing God meant becoming a nun … uhhhhhh, no. That did not sound appealing, so out the window went that desire. Any thoughts of spirituality would lie dormant until I decided at age 19 that I would move to Santa Monica to follow in my grandmother’s footsteps as a Unity
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