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Introducing Nicole Ramirez
Hello my name is Nicole and it mean victory of the people, victorious one, and it origin is from Greece.
I am a photographer, author, as well as an artist. This is my first posting here in my blog, and over the next season, i will share from several different subjects so as to encourage you.  One goal I have and intend to accomplish is to share the trials, traumas, and just hard times that i have come through, that i made it this far and you can too.
So, let me start with as i said above....  My name is Nicole. I am adopted and found out as i was raised by my adoptive parents, that my name was given to my by my biological dad. I was born in the 50's, and even though now in the 21st century, when i was growing up there was not one other Nicole i even met, heard of, be it in my life or on television. I never heard the name Nicole anywhere at all.
I was raised by Mr & Mrs Stickler, my adoptive parents, and they adopted another kid, this time a boy, and now i had a brother. We moved ever so much and so i never really got established in a neighborhood, all but for once. 
My dad acquired cancer and died of it when i was 11. We moved back to Pennsylvania, so he could say goodbye to his blood family before he died. After his death we came back to California, and settled in
San Diego County, the home of my moms sister.  We settled in an rural area of the Eastern County, and we stayed in one place, and it was nice to go to one school my entire high school years.
Of course i saw some cute looking guys, and sorta would follow them around. Another guy became aware of me, especially as i started to go to sports events to take pictures. I decided to take photography, for i needed credits to graduate, and that seemed different and maybe fun.  By the end of my junior year, i started dating this guy who was watching me. He graduated that year and 2 years later i then graduated.  He then moved and got his own apartment and i invited myself to move in. Within several months a very good friend of mine, had a dream, and because of the dream, she begged me to watch Billy Graham crusade that weekend on the t.v. (i had gone to his crusades growing up, and watched his crusades lots of times).  So the weekend came and it was December of 1977. I watched the crusade and ended up curled up on the floor crying at the end when the invitation to accept Christ was given. Well that very night, i couldn't go to bed with my boyfriend, i just KNEW it was not good anymore. So i slept in the walk in closet. Within the next week, i moved home with my mom. (she now only had a one bedroom apartment, and my brother had left home).  Within several months my boyfriend whose name was Charles, well he came to invite me out on a date once again, and shared with me he was saved now.  Within 5 months i was engaged, and we got married in June 1979.
I got pregnant nearly immediately and had a son in June of 1980 and named him charles as well. I now called my husband Charlie. The next 20 years were basically 2 more kids, who were boys, and several apartments too.
In 2002 my mom died, and within a year i started looking for my birth mom.  It was (I think) in 2005 that i found my birth dad. I found him for i had always known we had the new paper article in which it was shared the details of my situation..........
Details will be given in the next posting on my blog...........

Sunday, September 18, 2016


It has been 58 years of not being who Our ABBA created me to be. To be full of ugh, and more than I will ever fathom, or need to know. I have been set free of deaf and dumb spirits, spirits of fear and more. I know not how many. I had such a wonderful breakthrough, this last February.  I awoke one morning, and it was like I was on a different planet. Colors were brighter, and I smelled more deeply.  Those pesky blankouts/ were over, and life was wonderful!   I started seeing the numbers 3 and 17 at least a dozen times each day!  My birthday came and passed, with IS the 17th of March.  The end of March came and the blankouts returned. ????  What the uhg....... ????   I had no idea of WHAT happened, and may not ever.  These mini seizures were different, in the fact there was no warning and more.  Mostly my entire life came to a standstill. I even quit church for a short while. Just walking through my own house was a challenge, since I had no warning before a blankout.   So time passed, and a wonderful friend invited me to her home for a guest speaker, who was from Africa. Here name was Cecillia, and she prayed for most of us.  When she got to me, she only prayed in the spirit, and so I had no idea of what she prayed. I went down, and stayed there for some time.  I got up, came home that night, and went to bed.  When I awoke the next morning, I had soaked the bed with pee.  I was dumbfounded, for immediately I knew a evil spirit had left me.  The week progressed and there was a definite battle still, but I KNEW to allow GOD to do most of the battling. I had stood firm, and this mostly HIS DOING.                                                                             Monday arrived and a good sister of the Lord called me with some wonderful encouragements. Some scriptures and they matched the numbers God has been giving me all year.  God sent to me many things this week for wonderful encouragement too!   Another dear sister, called me days later, and sang to me Happy Birthday!  It isn't my birthday, but YET The True NICOLE is now Alive and Reigning and the false identity is gone.  So often this week, when I look at the time (on our living room clock), it is on the hour. I hear ding dong the witch is dead, the evil witch is dead. (false identity).   Doors have already started opening for the photography too! There is more, and it will be shared as allowed/prompted.  SHALOM TO ALL who will accept God's way.  We are going to have a wonderful victorious season in ABBA!  SHALOM/ SHALOM