I remember making contact with my first spirit at age 5. My father had just died a few weeks earlier and I still didn't understand what that meant other then he was not coming back.
It was early in the morning and I remember being in the bottom bunk with my sister on the top, I was wearing footed P,J,s and I woke up to my father sitting on the side of the bed.
I immediately got scared and pulled my hand away and then he was just gone. I had so many psychic and medium experiences as I continued to grow up but I always felt guilty about letting go of his hand so I ignored the spirits I heard, the strange things that would happen all the time like knowing who was calling as the phone rang, knowing someone was sick before even meeting them.
I had a hard time dealing with empathy. If I saw anyone sad or hurt I would burst into tears as if it was my own sadness.
Finally when I was 15 and my friends and family had said things to me like, your psychic and even ask me for advice I decided to really "Go for it" I began reading every book, Internet article, and really researched a lot before being able to admit that I definitely had abilities that were stronger then most peoples.
I was 15 and just beginning to go on this fantastic journey. I'm now 33 and have learned so much that I give medium readings as much as I can.
As long as I continue to open myself to peace, love, and Spiritual guidance from my spirit guides I can continue this journey to even higher places. Thank you for reading my story:) I have so many great stories to tell.
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Be at peace. They will come to you. It is like that old Field of Dreams movie line - build it and they will come - or something like that. Best to you as you explore.
Hecate