Welcome!

Hello and welcome to my first blog post. You’ve probably already read the introduction into what I do on the about page, so I won’t recap. But I will go more in-depth!
About me: I am a metaphysical practitioner, called to this path by Spirit. From a young age I had experiences that were somewhat different than those of my friends. I first astral travelled when I was in early elementary school. I would sit in a box and pretend I was flying until I actually was. I would zoom around the neighborhood, watching other kids playing or passing over their houses. The most fun I had though, was flying over a green field, and feeling the ups and downs of the air currents. Eventually I would come back, slightly surprised to find myself still sitting in the box, and exhilarated from the adventure. It was a very favorite past time.

I also had ongoing conversations with my grandfather who passed away when I was 8 years old. We had been very close, and I remember sitting on his lap, doing word searches and helping him learn to read after he’d had a stroke. When he died, I wasn’t allowed to go to the funeral, and I remember I was so very sad about that. It wasn’t long, however, until I started having conversations with him in my mind. I don’t recollect now what they were about, but I do remember the feeling of closeness. He was really there, conversing with me and I was comforted by this.

As I grew older, life began to change a bit and these adventures fell away. However, when I was around 14 or 15, I bought a book on witchcraft for teens and got to work attempting spells.

What a disaster! I scared myself a number of times, and nothing I attempted came out as expected. Actually, most everything I did had the opposite effect than intended. Not too long after I started that venture, some scary things started happening. We had a hanging lamp over the kitchen table, and one of my friends had brought over a deck of tarot cards (the first time I’d heard of them!). He was laying the cards out on the kitchen table, and the lamp above us starting swinging. That was enough for me and that was the last time I looked at the Tarot until decades later. Not too long after that, I was home alone and watching TV in the living room. My bedroom door -which I could see from where I was sitting, suddenly and firmly closed. I figured maybe the window was open and the wind caused it to close but when I opened it again, all the posters (I was an 80s teen, there were many1) fell off my wall at the same time. So I did what most made sense as a budding and clueless psychic …I ran out, went to a friend’s, and stayed there until my dad and sister came home. I got rid of the witchcraft book, and decided that was it. I shut it all down. With a brief exception of a fascination with astrology for a few years, that was all the metaphysical experience I had for several decades.

Fast forward to sometime in the late 90’s/early 2000’s. I had young kids, a job and a husband, but I felt something was missing. Some part of me needed to wake up and I couldn’t quite define it. I tried writing, I started cross stitching, I did a bunch of activities with my kids’ school, girl scouts etc. But it was just a niggling feeling of something missing.

I don’t know how I found it—or it found me—but I stumbled on a psychic group on the old Delphi forums. (Not sure if those forums are even around anymore but the group was called The Psychic Treehouse). I went in cautiously, remembering past experiences. And I began to learn and make some like-minded friends. With their tutelage, I found a few gifts waking up, and it wasn’t long until I was serving as one of the psychics on that forum. I learned to use Oracle cards (I was still not ready to touch Tarot again). I found a distinct talent in reading pictures of people. And I met my friend and mentor and his amazing wife. This mentor guided me on my first steps into the world of metaphysical work, and ultimately attuned me up to Reiki Master.

The Reiki attunements were a major turning point. I knew, somehow, I had gotten myself back on track. I practiced Reiki on anyone who would let me. When my daughter’s asthma flared up, I would give her Reiki treatments and was always thrilled to see how much it helped. I thought I found my path FINALLY.

Until… something started feeling unsettled again. I realized there were more missing parts yet to find. So I set my sights on nursing school and became an RN at 37 years old.

(THIS IS THE BIG DISCLAIMER WHERE I TELL YOU THAT NOTHING I DO IN THE METAPHYSICAL WORLD IS TO BE CONSTRUED AS MEDICAL TREATMENT, NURSING CARE, DIAGNOSTIC SERVICES, OR ANYTHING AT ALL RELATED TO MEDICINE, NURSING OR ANYTHING IN THE MEDICAL REALM. WHEN I AM DOING AN ENERGY HEALING, I AM WORKING ON YOUR ENERGY AND YOUR LIGHTBODY. NOT YOUR PHYSICAL BODY. I WILL NOT ANSWER MEDICAL QUESTIONS NOR PROVIDE ADVICE AS THAT IS OUT OF MY SCOPE. NOTHING IN MY METAPHYSICAL WORK SHOULD EVER SUBSTITUE MEDICAL CARE)

This was also the time I started exploring spirituality, and how religion and belief fit into my own perspective. I spent a year and a day practicing Wicca, and when that wasn’t for me, I started looking deeper into spirituality as a separate entity from religion, while still dabbling into metaphysical realms in search of that side of myself.

It wasn’t too long until things started happening in the house. Looking back, I am quite sure it was poltergeist-like activity—I did have two teenagers after all! Footsteps upstairs, my kids’ beds shaking at night, things flying off counters and loud thuds with no source kept me busy for a while! Eventually, I was able to remove it and things went back to normal and my thoughts of moving into metaphysical world were taken over by my son going to college and my daughter finishing high school and going to college herself, as well as the dissolution of my 20 year marriage.

Until a few years later…… (to be continued!)