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Do our souls know each other before we’re born? Does the universe send us signs through license plate numbers? What’s the acceptable number of napkins to take at Taco Bell? Am I going batshit crazy? Does God care if I swear? What is God?
There are the questions one perplexed woman asks after a spontaneous online date leads her on a spiritual odyssey that includes motorcycles, drag queens, psychics, orgasms, aliens, a frozen dead guy, and a cow named Helen. What she finds is an unexpected, hippie dippy awareness of who she really is. Of who we all are.
Meet the Author
Julie Rasmussen s a potty-mouthed artificial blonde, former president of a cartoonist’s company, and member of Mensa. Sometime in the early 90s, between drinking Zimas and stealing food from the cafeteria, she got a Journalism degree and later spent years working in the newspaper business and as an entrepreneur. She currently lives in Colorado with her sons. Hippie Dippy Bulls**t is her true story.
A former spiritual skeptic, she loves to share her story with readers and audiences of all beliefs and interests. To learn more about Julie, visit her website at hippiedippybs.com
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