Growing up with a psychic mother and grandmother, it probably shouldn’t have been a surprise that I had inherited the family gift. But when your biggest concerns are what flavor of ice cream to choose, strange voices calling out to you in an empty room are not exactly on the menu.
I remember being terrified to go to bed because almost every night I would hear whispers and voices in my empty room, all trying to get my attention. I’m lucky I had a mother and grandmother to soothe my fears, but I remember vividly that having to accept these unwanted visitors was a difficult process for me.
Soon after, I began seeing full-body apparitions standing in my doorway and passing through my room. This sparked a whole new level of concern and anxiety for me as I knew these occurrences were increasing but I didn’t know what it meant… or how far they would go to get my attention. If you recall the movie, The Sixth Sense, you’ll have an idea of what I was going through… and trust me, it’s scarier in real life!
I was so fearful and reluctant to embrace my ability, that around the time I started middle school, I tried to shut it off and bury it completely… which turned out to be a long tradition in my family’s legacy.
My grandmother grew up in a strict catholic household where she wasn’t allowed to acknowledge or discuss her psychic experiences as a child. Later in life, she would become known as a source of wisdom and knowledge, providing readings to close friends and family, but always in secret. Even her own husband, my grandfather, had no idea she was a medium. When my mother was born with the same gifts, she was also too afraid to talk about her experiences and abilities, choosing to keep her gift hidden from the world. And then there I was, doing exactly the same thing… until fate reminded me of my gifts and awakened in me a calling to help others.
Even though I had long ago buried my psychic abilities, I was still attracted to the idea of helping others. I decided to pursue a career in the medical field and fulfill a lifelong dream of becoming an EMT. Just before leaving for college, a group of friends decided we should go see a psychic to see what our futures held. I casually tagged along, not knowing that my life was about to change forever.
When it was my turn, the psychic immediately connected me to my grandmother. She had passed away when I was 3 years old, but was coming through with a clear message for me. She told me to embrace my gifts and use them to deliver messages from those who had passed into the spirit world to bring healing and comfort to the ones they’d left behind. It was a moment of clarity I will never forget.
That night I went home and tried to reconnect with my long-forgotten abilities and to my surprise, it all came rushing back. Wave after wave of memories, thoughts, and emotions flooded my mind. Images and visions flashed before my eyes, whispers and voices filled my ears. And for the first time in my life, I wasn’t afraid. This time, surrounded by my loving psychic family, I was able to see that what I had thought was a horrible curse was actually a wonderful blessing… and it awakened within me
What happened next was a powerful series of validations and experiences that encouraged me to keep growing and building my abilities as a psychic. I was able to connect a relative of mine with her aunt through the images of a new rug and her favorite dishes. A college friend’s future boyfriends were foretold to
Flash forward to today, and I am more committed than ever to
It has been, and continues to be, my greatest honor and privilege to see the comfort and joy on the faces of the countless people I’ve worked with… when for the first time, they discover that their loved ones are always there, watching over them, sending messages of love and guidance, and sharing in their life’s happiness.
It is truly the gift that keeps on giving.
I hope to meet you soon and bring you the connection and hope that you’re searching for.