I started to experience paranormal experiences when I was 8 years old. It became an immense fear of the dark and basements.  I could see shadows on walls, lurking in corners, and even in empty seats.  Sometimes peoples faces would morph into scary images.  I never spoke to anyone about it. 

I would watch horror films with my cousins but then I would be a hot mess for days, not being able to go to bed or not even feeling safe being left alone.  At around 14 years old I remember seeing colours around people’s bodies.  The lines on their palms and foreheads started to tell me stories.  I had no rote or rudimentary knowledge of things, but I would open my mouth and things would come out and I would have no idea where it was coming from.  My mom thought I could be of service to people so she would tell her family and friends and would have me sit with them and I would take their palms and just talk without thought or filter.  They would sit there and quietly nod their heads, some would cry in relief that someone saw their pain and struggle.  Others would ask me a million questions and the answers would appear as shapes on their palms or an inner knowingness I couldn’t explain.

After a while I got tired of other people’s emotions and I lied to my mom.  I told her the gift was gone.  I just woke up one morning and all the gifts were gone.  Poof.  She believed me.  So to help me get my gifts back she registered me in a class with a Reiki practitioner.  I took ongoing classes with her for two years.  By that time I had become a young adult and the only thing I could think of was independence and men.  So naturally, I left my parents house and pursued my so-called future.  I no longer practiced or even cared for the healing arts.  

Since that day it took me 11 years to remember my gifts and for them to be magically turned on again.  Life experiences had forced me to wake up from my deep slumber and remember the things I used to be able to do.  Fervently I began taking classes, joining workshops, searching for spiritual mentors, and reading every possible book I could find that helped me:

1. Give me words for what I had experienced as a child

2. Give me an explanation for what I was able to do with my mind and my body that other people were not experiencing as their reality too.

3. Better practice and sharpen the skills that came naturally, and cultivate the skills that I wanted to harness.  

Since then I have studied Muank Ki, Huna, Reiki, Divination, Tarot, Channeling, Mediumship, Vastu Shastra, Feng Shui, Ancestral Medicine, Foundations of Ritual, Freudian Dream Interpretation, Numerology, and the list continues.  I have now been living this path of knowledge and practice to the point where it has become devotional.

If you are at all inspired by what I’ve shared I want you to know that I have devoted myself to my work for over 20 years.  My skills and knowledge did not come to me overnight, and still I know nothing at all.  There is still so much for me to learn and apply.  I’m not telling you these things about me so that you look up to me, but rather to remind you that we are all on a journey and that nothing will happen overnight.  It will take time, only if you apply yourself a little bit at a time, daily.  Whether you want to make small changes or large changes in your life, it is absolutely possible, but you must start somewhere.