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When I was very young, I thought I was given the wrong name and wanted to have darker skin. When I was six and my father died, no one told me that he was an angel watching over me. My mother had my siblings and I watch TV shows about children in India who could remember their past lives and others about adults describing near-death experiences that were all consistent. All of this helped to shape who I have become: an older woman that can hear spirits. They tell me things that I sometimes don’t understand, but everything they have predicted comes true.
This journey is far from over. These blogs tell my story.
Theo’s Story
When my son Carmine was in fifth grade, a third grader followed him home. He was a latchkey kid whose parents worked and his older siblings were in middle school. He was such a cute…
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Realizing That The God and Goddess Were Both Talking To Me
I was standing at my upholstery table cutting fabric when I heard a voice in my head. It told me that I would get about $30,000. I said, “No, I’m not.” It said, “Yes, you…
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It’s Become Very Busy Lately
There has been a sudden flurry of activity. Earlier this week, I heard from everyone who has died lately that I have any connection to. Some of those connections are people that I have known…
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Events Progress
I began having dreams that I would be pregnant at 42. They were very clear dreams: I was telling people that it was amazing that I was pregnant because I was 42. I told Jake,…
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Notes on suicide and mental illness
The reason mental illness is an illness and not a disease is because it doesn’t necessarily kill you. Diseases kill you. I found this out when my daughter was in rehab, because drug addiction is…
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The Transition
The Shamanic Healer came to the house. I was standing in the newly remodeled space that had contained my sister’s bedroom and was now my studio. I sensed someone standing beside me on my left.…
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The Breather
My mother did not believe in ghosts… until she slept in my sister’s old room. She woke up in the middle of the night to hear someone breathing next to her. She turned on the…
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The Second Chapter To It All Began
One of the questionable psychics owned the house that my grandfather had purchased for my biological grandmother. It was a beautiful house. She liked it when I visited because the energy in the house quieted.…
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That Was Only Sort of the Beginning
The true beginning was when I took a Jin Shin Jitsu class, a version of high touch acupressure. The teacher, Bella, told me that once I opened up I could never go back. She sensed…
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It All Began
Rose was having a birthday party with many little girls. I thought I had settled them for the night and went upstairs to bed, but they called upstairs and Rose said, “Mommy, who is the…
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Everything Moves Forward
The client who dropped off the Moroccan poufs for re-stuffing called. I told her about Cole. She was sorry and sad, but when she heard that I could talk to him, she became convinced that…
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Cole Announces Himself
Two days after Cole died, he was sitting in Rose’s passenger seat. She couldn’t see him, but she could hear him. He told her that she needed to get her shit together. It was true…
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Cole Died in January
Sometimes the insanity of life comes to a head, and everything falls into place. Unexplained situations suddenly make sense. The world is still a mess, but one’s place in it becomes clearer. In my case,…
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