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Who am I?
I'm a lot of things, but it's taken me a while to own them all. I used to preface group mediumship demonstrations by saying, "I'm just a mom, a former accountant, who happens to have a sixth sense." Someone pointed out to me I was playing small. It was true. So here I am, telling you about me.
I was born with a connection beyond the veil. Got caught playing with my deceased cousin at age two, and would have likely continued if my Southern Baptist family hadn't shut that down. Childhood was scary without understanding psychism. Everything went bump in the night. Spirit would touch or talk to me when I slept and every room I entered when the lights weren't out had a shadow waiting to transform into a different shape (I learned a solid three and a half decades later this is called scrying). No, thank you. I ran to church with my fear. Begged God to take it away.
Even so, the metaphysical called to me. Implausibly, my conservative little town's public library carried a limited selection of astrology books. As in one. When I was 15, Linda Goodman's Sun Signs found it's way into my library checkout and after just a few pages I was hooked. Not because astrology was fun, or entertaining, as horoscopes were so considered in the Bible Belt in the 1990s. It resonated. Made more sense than anything else I'd ever read, and I was an avid reader. Eventually, I accumulated a few more books on the subject and by the time I could drive myself to the bookstore 45 miles away, I was well-versed on most topics from the New Age section. I was convinced I would someday be someone's guru. But when I was 18, a deeply personal, frightening experience (let's just say it was out of this world) sent me running from anything not firmly rooted in the here and now.
Until I lost my mom ten years later.
That loss sent me back to my roots. No, not my metaphysical roots. The roots of religion I'd also left behind when I graduated high school. This led to a few more years of spiritual experiences compliments of a series of charismatic Christian churches that affirmed what I knew as a toddler. There's more to this life than the physical.
I'll save the story of my awakening for the blog, but fast forward to the present moment and I am happy to say I've found my balance. I'm comfortable calling myself a Christian Spiritualist. Most days, I work as a medium and astrologer, but I still do a little accounting. I'm the overeducated wife of the most incredible man who makes my heart sing and encourages me to do whatever I feel called to do. My most prized role is still Mom. And I'm not playing small when I say that. My kids are psychic little starbursts of love. Making sure they are comfortable in their own skin is the most important job I have now.
With that being said, there's not a doubt in my mind God put me on earth to be a medium, a conduit between two worlds. As an evidential medium, I serve the physical world by giving hope that life continues after death. In serving the spiritual realm, I aim to honor the life of the departed and pass along messages of love and comfort to the bereaved. I look to provide hope and comfort to people questioning the possibility of life after death and healing for those who are suffering with grief. Honoring my commitment to two worlds, I offer facts about the life and personality of the departed that can only be confirmed by my client. Using intuitive guidance, mediumship, and astrology, I help clients through decision making and healing.
It's a beautiful thing, to do what I do. I'm here to share with you more about that. Thanks for being part of my journey.
I'm a lot of things, but it's taken me a while to own them all. I used to preface group mediumship demonstrations by saying, "I'm just a mom, a former accountant, who happens to have a sixth sense." Someone pointed out to me I was playing small. It was true. So here I am, telling you about me.
I was born with a connection beyond the veil. Got caught playing with my deceased cousin at age two, and would have likely continued if my Southern Baptist family hadn't shut that down. Childhood was scary without understanding psychism. Everything went bump in the night. Spirit would touch or talk to me when I slept and every room I entered when the lights weren't out had a shadow waiting to transform into a different shape (I learned a solid three and a half decades later this is called scrying). No, thank you. I ran to church with my fear. Begged God to take it away.
Even so, the metaphysical called to me. Implausibly, my conservative little town's public library carried a limited selection of astrology books. As in one. When I was 15, Linda Goodman's Sun Signs found it's way into my library checkout and after just a few pages I was hooked. Not because astrology was fun, or entertaining, as horoscopes were so considered in the Bible Belt in the 1990s. It resonated. Made more sense than anything else I'd ever read, and I was an avid reader. Eventually, I accumulated a few more books on the subject and by the time I could drive myself to the bookstore 45 miles away, I was well-versed on most topics from the New Age section. I was convinced I would someday be someone's guru. But when I was 18, a deeply personal, frightening experience (let's just say it was out of this world) sent me running from anything not firmly rooted in the here and now.
Until I lost my mom ten years later.
That loss sent me back to my roots. No, not my metaphysical roots. The roots of religion I'd also left behind when I graduated high school. This led to a few more years of spiritual experiences compliments of a series of charismatic Christian churches that affirmed what I knew as a toddler. There's more to this life than the physical.
I'll save the story of my awakening for the blog, but fast forward to the present moment and I am happy to say I've found my balance. I'm comfortable calling myself a Christian Spiritualist. Most days, I work as a medium and astrologer, but I still do a little accounting. I'm the overeducated wife of the most incredible man who makes my heart sing and encourages me to do whatever I feel called to do. My most prized role is still Mom. And I'm not playing small when I say that. My kids are psychic little starbursts of love. Making sure they are comfortable in their own skin is the most important job I have now.
With that being said, there's not a doubt in my mind God put me on earth to be a medium, a conduit between two worlds. As an evidential medium, I serve the physical world by giving hope that life continues after death. In serving the spiritual realm, I aim to honor the life of the departed and pass along messages of love and comfort to the bereaved. I look to provide hope and comfort to people questioning the possibility of life after death and healing for those who are suffering with grief. Honoring my commitment to two worlds, I offer facts about the life and personality of the departed that can only be confirmed by my client. Using intuitive guidance, mediumship, and astrology, I help clients through decision making and healing.
It's a beautiful thing, to do what I do. I'm here to share with you more about that. Thanks for being part of my journey.
