Christine was a force of nature, and she would be the first to tell you so! Her ‘midas touch’ talents were all over the board, but I guess the best way to describe her in merely two words would be ‘creative entrepreneur.’ She was an amazing psychic, artist, reiki master, E-bay seller, event coordinator, hypnotist and business woman…and these are but a few of the details I knew about her. She designed her own tarot deck, had her own belly dancing troupe and became a staunch proponent of raw foods. Most of the drawings she rendered of angels and guides were beautifully ethereal in quality. The walking sticks and wands that she fashioned seemed to have come straight from the healing wisdom of a native Shaman. To say the costuming she designed was acquired from the fantasy of her dreams does not do it justice, because merely by seeing them alone, places the viewer in another time and place. I remember she had a lot of Pisces and Taurus in her astrological chart, which explained very succinctly to me how being a commercial intuitive while driving a Mercedes with your beloved pet in your lap could fit together, hand in hand, so well. Although I did not totally agree with all of her lifestyle, we were both born in the same year, so to some extent we viewed the world through the same eyes. I know for a fact that this lady lived her entire life with sheer and complete gusto and I can’t even fathom that she would have ever looked over her shoulder with regret saying, “would have, should have, could have.” I am both shocked and saddened by her untimely passing. The tiny perfume bottle made from a real seashell and silver I purchased from her belly dancing treasure trove is now even more precious to me. All I know for sure is that the heavens will be dimmer tonight, now that her star no longer shines in the sky.
RIP, Christine D. Winters. Dream sweet.
©2011 Debbie Ballard
