Storrys About Heather

One night at Theory, I was feeling awful. I was sleep deprived, depressed, PMSing and coming down with a terrible cold. Heather offered to give me an energy healing, and I said yes. So she and I sat down in the livingroom, and she had me do this visualization involving light flowing down my body from head to toe...I remember that her voice was very calm and powerful as she spoke. I think she gave me a massage after that...at one point the dogs ran right across my feet barking madly, but I hardly noticed. I don't think I've been that relaxed in many many months. ;)

love,

   Rosie

my favorite memory of heather is when she went dancing in the rain at camp, and came back totally dry. i still haven't figured that one out :) i also remember several wonderful talks out on the trampoline at theory. oh yeah, and she draws in her hair with markers dude!!jenny

I remember that Heather was my bus-buddy the way to camp! I already knew a little about her because she's Dawn and Shippy's sisser, but it was fun on the bus with her...she said 'she likes to chop up horses and stick them back together!' but, she didn't tell them they were plastic! And we also sang the Pink Panther theme a lot on the way....(laugh) Yay, Heather! -Robyn

Once during Miranda's New Year's party, Heather fell asleep holding onto my arm while we were watching a movie. This would have been perfectly fine and dandy except that I was wearing my glasses, and it didn't seem all that wise to fall asleep with them on. So I caaarefully slipped my arm out from between her hands, took my glasses off, put them on a nearby table, lay back down, and caaarefully slipped my arm back into her hands. I think she slept through it all.

Heather and I ran around a lot at Theory '01 singing "I am sixteen going on seventeen..." Heather has this wonderful way of singing "innocent as a rose" where her voice goes way down on the last word and holds a world of sarcasm. *grin*

Oh! And on the last day of Theory... ok, see, Heather and Morgan had been chasing the poor chimpmunks around with sticks and stones the entire week saying things like "Heeeeere Nutkins, it's dinnertime!" So on the last day Heather was chasing after one... and I heard her gasp, and shriek "I think I hit it! Oh no! I hope it isn't hurt! Oh no oh no oh no..." She's a sweet girl at heart... really she is... no, really! Really!! *grin*

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Heather is so inspiring. I can say that thanks so her alone I am now eating. She helped me no, made me heal myself. She talked to me every day whenever I saw her she hugged me and told me I was beautiful. She rleated to me and helped me get over that bitch called anorexia. I can never re-pay her for what she has given me. I love her. you rock babe... Abbi