My story is a complex one deriving from trauma to Triumph to trauma again. It's a story of strength and starting a new and how you pick yourself up and put your pieces back together. it's a story about life after trauma and what comes next. it's a story about beauty and grief. it's a story about horrible monsters and Nightmares and beautiful angels and miracles. Loves and and loss.
This will be an ongoing blog and my story will be told in pieces as it would take an eternity to write it in one blog post.
Today on my very first blog post I will talk a little bit about who I am today. I have a gift that I was given that I noticed at a very very young age it's been a blessing and a curse because of it , I have helped people but also become a pariah to some people. I'm Clairvoyant and clairaudient. I pride myself on being a lightworker and a Healer, a strong empath and intuitive. I feel everything so deeply and I knew that I had to use my gift to help people. with my pendulum or my oracle cards in hand , I give readings so people can get the messages that they need to receive . I use prayer and crystals to clear out all negative energy. I also receive messages in my dreams. one of the hardest messages that I ever received before I was able to understand my gift was fortelling my dad's death.I tragically lost him in 2010. I knew days before, due to a dream that I had of me flipping through a book and there was writing in the book and I didn't think twice about it. Until the day of my dad's viewing I was flipping through the funeral guest book and come across the page that I was looking at in my dream I felt the most heart-wrenching feeling I have ever experienced. it was then I began to fully embrace my gift. What I do is the most important thing to me. It is not a joke or ruse and it's not to be taken lightly I was given this gift for a reason and I intend on using it in the right way, the only way helping others.