In the beginning...

I didn’t know I was a medium or had any special connection to spirit until I sat in a circle as an adult with the hopes of receiving a message from my Grammy.

I was the girl who was always called too sensitive.  Who cried at everything.  Who felt separate from everyone and everything… but I never had those moments of knowing spirit was around me that other mediums talk about.  I could see Jesus in the wood grain of my door and I liked that… which in itself was odd because we weren’t exactly a religious family.  We did the Sunday school thing once in a while but I wouldn’t call either of my parents religious.  Mom would try and get a group to go to midnight candle services on Christmas eve and perhaps we’d go on easter with our dresses and hats… but Jesus wasn’t part of the family in a way that would make me happy to have him on my door… I just was.

I don’t recall having this connection to spirit as a child.  I do remember after my Grammy died … I was 4…and my mom was crying for her and I do remember thinking and saying don’t cry… she’s right here… I remember wondering why was my mom crying so hard when Grammy was right here… it’s a small memory but knowing what I know now I’d say it was my first knowing of spirit and the continuity of life.