I Fell In Love With A Sangoma

"Wayne, we shouldn't be doing this," I whispered softly in response to his touch. What we were doing here was wrong on so many levels. "It feels right, Lioness," he said. Every time he would refer to me by my clan name, something deep inside moves. It was as if I was under his spell or something. Our foreheads met and we slowly engaged in a kiss. So full of passion, life could have stopped at that moment. I couldn't believe what I am doing. Yes, my marriage with Sean is failing, but why jump from one man to another? But God, why does it feel so right? Why is my heart so at peace with this man? Is it because he is a spiritual healer? My hand gently touched his arms. I felt so much at peace. This man carries an aura of tranquility, but it still doesn't justify what we are doing here is wrong. Our lips moved an inch away from each other. "Make me yours, Lioness, let me love you," he whispered softly. Again, the calling of my clan name. Why is this man doing this to me! "You know I am still married to someone else," I said. "No! You are not, stop refusing my love," he replied. "Please give me time to sort out my problems first," I pleaded. "I'll wait for you," he said. "I should be heading home," I told him. He remained quiet. ***************************** Present Day Driving Home had never been an issue before, but the moment I landed in South Africa I knew my world was to change. Being an artist comes with so much work and travelling places, with the near opening of the new one in Port Elizabeth the months will be hectic. I had been receiving 5 calls left right and center, gallery owners calling for me to exhibit my work with them, I unfortunately had to decline. After Tanzania the plan was to fly to Europe but being married to a businessman comes with duties of being a wife. However, nothing could've prepared me for what I was met with after I stepped my foot off that airplane. My Journey began with my feet stepping on the grounds of the windy city...