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Like most psychic mediums, I cannot remember a time when I felt “normal”. I am a second-generation psychic medium. My earliest memories are of play dates with spirits who were my own deceased relatives. I have always been bombarded by the energy of people close-by and pick up on the thoughts and emotions of others like a lightning rod.
Although I’d lived with them all of my life, I didn’t have much confidence in my psychic abilities. I wasn’t even sure I could talk to the dead. I convinced myself that I was making it all up and managed to shut out the voices and minimize the psychic input I pick up naturally from my environment. I worked double-time at being normal and had myself convinced that I had things under control. As a child of the 80’s, I had my heart set on being Madonna. I pursued music always, but eventually settled into law because I felt an obligation to have a “serious” career. I was brought up in a hard-working, middle-class family who managed to put me through private school. In my mind, pursuing music wasn’t an option. I needed to make money and I needed to make them proud. I turned my back on the life I longed for and buckled down at my desk without thinking about it twice.
It turns out that when the Universe is trying to tell you something, you know. There came a day when I could no longer suppress my psychic abilities because I was also suppressing my personality and all of the other things that made me feel alive as a person. A personal, spiritual rennaisance occurred and I was set right back on the path intended for me. I left my career in law and, acting on sheer faith, taught aerobics for money and performed all of my very first readings for free.