I get asked the same question a lot.  Did you always know you were a medium? When you were little, did you see ghosts? The truth is no, not really to both questions. When I was young, I always felt I was different but not in the way that you might think. I could always feel other people's emotions intensely. I knew how they felt and I would internalize it, whether good or bad. Sometimes it could feel like a constant white noise in the background that I had to tone down. It's hard to describe because at that age, I didn't know how to tune into it, I just felt it. It would get exhausting and I had to hide away a lot. As you can imagine, I was often misunderstood. As a young child, I was always happiest in my house, in my bedroom, by myself or with a trusted best friend just playing with my toys. When I was surrounded by strangers, I always felt extremely uncomfortable. As these things go, I accepted it as my normal. That's just something that happened to me. I didn't really deal with it but rather tried to ignore it as much as I could. It was not something people spoke about. Everyone around me seemed to be extroverted and completely okay with it. I was the one that was wrong, I always thought. So I pushed myself to be like others. 

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As years went by, I kept on pretending, as if I wasn't a highly sensitive person,  because I had no idea what that was. I began to suffer from extreme anxiety in my mid-twenties. As years passed and I started my own family, it only grew worse and so did my tendencies to hide away and cocoon. One day, years ago, after suffering with anxiety for about 15 years, I decided I didn't want to pass it down to my children. I wanted to be strong for them. I could see how my tendencies were being rubbed off on them already. So here began my journey. My journey to heal. My journey of self-discovery. It began quite simply, with a lot of meditation. Before meditation, I was fully convinced that western medicine was my only choice. I medicated and I went to therapy. I advocate for both. I always knew it was helping but not removing the root cause. It was like putting a band aid on a dam. It was still very susceptible to burst.

 

When I began meditating something extraordinary happened. One day during a session, I started to feel energy coming out of my hands. It's similar to the feeling of when two magnets repel each other. Before this I had gone to medical school and was a proud atheist. I did not believe in such things. The more I learned of this holistic approach to healing, the better I felt. I started doing energy healing on family members and friends with what I felt in my hands and this began to open me psychically.

 

I still struggle being around a lot people. Being highly sensitive to energy is not something you can turn off but you certainly learn to control it. To create strong boundaries and redirect it in a way that can help heal others. As I began to accept my sensitivity as a gift, I also began to receive messages from passed loved ones. At first I thought I was going crazy and that it was all in my head. I took courses in mediumship and started to learn that it was all very real. Since then, I have been giving readings to help others connect with their loved ones on the other side and to help them connect with their own energy. So that they get to know themselves with the purpose of feeling whole once again.