What's going on in this world? Why are we here and am I helping?
I was vaguely aware of my gifts at the age of three. I was in my crib and woke up in the dark, apparently waking from a nap. People were under my crib with their hands on top of the mattress grabbing at me. They were crying and begging. I was traumatized and screamed out. My parents rushed in but being so young at the time I couldn't tell them what I saw. I can remember talking to God in my head before I knew what a God was or even good English at that point. Later I would begin to realize that I had dreams of dead people and dream that came true. Until this day I communicate with the dead in my dreams but I am unable to be a medium. I have given only three readings to people who had loves ones pass over. Did I intentionally give these readings? No. Only three times in my life have the dead come to me while I was awake and had a short message that made since to my customers. I love this. I had rather it be this way then to try and give a reading to a customer who has high hopes of hearing from mom or dad and I have nothing to give. There are many talented mediums, well not talented but I will say gifted and real. John Edward, James Van Praugg, RoseMary, Chip Coffey (spelling?) just to name a few. So, long story short, I am psychic. I thank the sweet higher power for teaching me slowly the things I needed to know. I would love to hear from you, whether for a reading or just a friend reaching out.![]()
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