It’s not a matter of when shit got weird. It was always weird for me. As long as I can remember. There have just been varying degrees of acceptance and ability. Believe me, there have been times where I have doubted my senses, shut down what I seeing and feeling. Been in denial about my own abilities. Have had times where I wished I didn’t have them. There have also, most assuredly been those times that are deeply, soul-enriching. These are directly attributable to regular practice and exercise of my psychic senses as part of my daily life and spiritual practice. Also to facing, and overcoming my fears about my innate psychic senses.
I’m not going to run up to you in the street and tell you Aunt Tilly says she buried the gold under the old oak tree in the backyard. I’m not going to jump and shriek in reaction. Typically what I do is pretty boring, and not visible to bystanders. I’m a medium and a psychopomp. Defined by Dictionary.com as: “a person who conducts spirits or souls to the other world, as Hermes or Charon.” It’s a beautiful practice. It did not come easy, that’s for sure. For lots of reasons, including me going through periods of “Nope, nope, nope, that’s not what I’m seeing.” Eventually though, I had to come to terms with it, and that was fun. No, really. It wasn’t always smooth sailing. It got downright rocky, a lot. But they were ultimately all worth it. Including the “Oh shit!” moments of sheer terror. Yeah. Had those. Lots.
The tour guide was only half kidding when she said “We aren’t responsible if any of the ghosts follow you home.” It brought back memories of The Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. I could almost hear the sonorous tones of the heavy male narrator’s voice from the ghostly Disney ride override the tour guide uttering the… Continue reading Ghost Hunting Part Two – The Ghost That Followed Us Home
When I was in grade school, I was the weird one. Were you? I was the one who read too much, asked the questions that made the teacher stammer, and was always out of step with what was hip or cool because I was too busy thinking up new stories, wondering which superpower I’d most… Continue reading Welcome to Weird Weekend
I haven’t posted about ghosts in a little while, and thought I’d share this encounter with you: Hub and I went out the other night to a friend’s birthday party. It was being held at a club downtown, and the building is well over one hundred years old, lots of history and of course, ghosts! … Continue reading Dead Girls Love My Husband
Do you ever feel just worn down? Maybe it’s been a really stressful day, maybe you’ve been running around like your hair is on fire, chasing after kids or pets or errant employees. Have you been sitting in a cubicle staring at a screen for hours on end? It may be more than just physical… Continue reading Energetic Cleansing For Anyone
I wrote about inspiration a week ago, and boy did I need to find some. I don’t normally like to say this, but it’s been a bad couple weeks. Everything’s relative I guess, no one died, I didn’t find out someone’s deathly ill, but everything just went to blah. The weather was dreary and… Continue reading Get Back UP
Really There are spirits all around you. Your own Guides, your loved ones who have already passed (human and animal by the way) want to be near you and look in on you. My first dog, a big, shaggy black beast is always near me; he has quite clearly told me he would very much… Continue reading Spirits Are Everywhere
I’ve always been in contact with ‘the other side.’ To varying degrees, true, but the ability to perceive it has always been there. I had never heard the term ‘psychopomp’ until just a few years ago, while taking my Reiki II class. It was then that I also found out that I am a psychopomp,… Continue reading Helping Spirits Get Home
I’ve worked in a few hospitals, and as you might imagine, they are just full of the spirits of the deceased. People pass suddenly, people pass silently, and people pass into spirit surrounded by their loved ones at the end of life. Some move on right away, but some stick around for a while. One… Continue reading Friends In Unexpected Places