People sometimes wonder how a person realizes they have abilities, or is able to communicate with otherworldly beings. Its not a gift I was entirely bestowed with as a child, which I am thankful for! I was plagued with nightmares as a kid (now I realize many of these were traumatic past-life experiences), so I didn’t sleep much. However, I’ve always had a connection to Mother Earth, mystical realms, and knowledge of things beyond my current incarnation.
The phrase I heard most as a child was, “You are an old soul.” I’ve always been connected to other lifetimes, and felt an ease drifting in and out of adult situations and conversations. I use the term “other” lifetimes because time is not linear, so “past” or “other” lives are occurring at the same time as our current existence. When one is remembering another life, it is hallmarked by the realization that you truly are the person whose life you are viewing in dream state. You know these events happened to you, despite your different clothes, hairstyle, family and location. Those realizations are a bit off-putting as a child, because really, what do you do with them? (i.e. You know you like music from Civil War era America, but its the 80’s and so how does one deal?) I believe my connections with my other incarnations prepared me to be the Mother of children who also remembered their other lives, some of them bleeding over in the current one in a negative way. I believe that coming to terms with the (sometimes horrible) events in these lives help us with the obstacles or issues in our current incarnation and their healing can greatly improve our life on earth at this moment.
I’ve also always had a connection to things I know now to be mystical, such as crystals, rocks, fairies, elves, and communion with nature. I’ve always enjoyed just sitting outside; looking closely at the grass, bugs, trees and being refueled by nature. No other little girls I knew had fossil and rock collections, or looked for elf figurines on every shopping outing. All of these traits that hearken back to lifetimes as natural healers came through and sustained me, but not in an way obvious to others. I suspect many children and teenagers who have different interests than their peers, whether it be that they dress “goth”, are drawn to Renaissance Faires, fire spinning, piercings, and other things out of the norm of mainstream society, are truly just remembering pieces of other lives that still appeal to them. And when you feel that deep connection to times and places that are not your own, not everyone understands. Its terrible to feel like an outsider in the body you inhabit.
Beyond a separation from others that I realized in myself, I have always been supremely interested in the paranormal. Ghost stories, mediums, UFOs and other phenomena that many dismiss has always been a fascination. My thinking has always been that while proof may be fleeting, I don’t have every answer in the universe either, so why not be open to it? Over the years, I’ve had a plethora of “little” experiences, especially with telepathy with my Mom, or hearing sounds, voices and conversations, and understanding that we are not the only beings to inhabit this realm. It all culminated for me about three years ago, when I began to see earthbound spirits on a regular basis. Each night when I would go to bed, I would see either a line of spirits or maybe one at a time at my bedside. Now, when I say “see”, I don’t mean viewing as clearly as a live person standing right there, which I know many people experience. I see them in my minds’ eye, but I can make out exactly what they look like. At the time, my youngest was an infant and this contact was disruptive to my already sleep-deprived existence. After a jarring experience with a 50’s era bride running through my bedroom (and a lack of understanding of HOW to communicate with them anyway), I told them I did NOT want to see anyone at this time. So they gave me a break… for a while.
Last August I was plagued with anxiety. I had an overwhelming concern that I was supposed to be doing something, but I didn’t know what. I felt I might die or my kids might die if we left our home and it really became too much to bear. I was also seeing a myriad of entities at night before bed and wasn’t sleeping…again. After a bit of research, I discovered an absolutely wonderful spiritual counselor named Dr. Margaret Clench. Through our sessions, I was able to connect with some the (other life) issues that were bleeding over into my current life. I realized that losing my children was a theme I had experienced many times, and that this was not the path I chose for this life. I finally understood that I have a spiritual mission that I must fulfill this go-round: I incarnated to share my experiences with others and promote the healing of their souls. Almost as if someone placed a bandage over my open wounds, my anxiety was gone and I awoke to all my new possibilities. I joined a few groups psychic healer groups on Meetup and began to grow a family of spiritual practitioners – all with amazingly different modalities. Never before had I realized that I know so little about a topic I believed I was well-versed in!
On one particular night, I went to a meeting and began conversing with a woman I had met once before. As she was talking, I kept hearing the same word being repeated… “Jewish, Jewish, Jewish.” I tried to dismiss it, as at this time I didn’t understand the difference between messages from my guides and messages from my lower self. But I was drawn to her and knew we must converse after the meeting. As we sat down to talk, I had to ask her if she had any idea what “Jewish” in reference to her meant. At that exact moment, I heard the name “Elaine” and I saw a lovely older woman standing behind her, with a shoulder-length gray bob. The woman was in tears. Apparently, she is still very connected to a past life where she was incarcerated at Auschwitz as a Polish Jew, and Elaine was a lovely Aunt who helped her exist during that time. But Elaine also remained the woman’s guide, helping her move through this life and cheering her on once more. This was the moment of my awakening. I was a Psychic Medium, and I must pay attention to the subtle messages that I’ve dismissed my whole life so that others may heal.
As my spirituality and psychic gifts unfold, my greatest desire is to share the journey with you. Please let me know if you need any assistance in your quest for clarity in this lifetime.
Sending you love, light and peace,