My earliest memory from this lifetime is of me sitting on the floor as a baby. I was not even one years old. My mom rolled a ball to me. I stared off into space. I always stared off into space, so she says. I know I did, because I was always in tune with the spirit world. Things I remember from back then vary. The living room carpet was brown and easy to hide stains on. We had a lot of brown decor. I remember that. I guess that's why I don't like brown so much anymore. I saw a lady with red hair appear at the top of the stairs. I could see a light around her. It was just my mom and I at home. The lady looked at me and she smiled. I knew her in my heart. I recognized her. I don't remember now who she was exactly to me, but I know we knew eachother. My mom looked at me and had this look on her face wondering why I wasn't paying attention to the ball. I'll never forget it because she still makes that face at me, but now... knowing what's really going on when I stare off into space, she smiles sometimes.. or asks who I am talking to or who is talking to me.
I was quite young when I realized I knew things before they happened, or I knew things about people I normally should not have been able to know. I developed this weird ability to look at someone and instantly know whether they were good spirited or bad spirited. I remember as a child I would know what people around me were thinking all the time. I'd hear it. I STILL hear it to this day. All they have to do is be chatting with me sometimes and I hear their thoughts. It's quite clear. Sometimes I hear their concerns. Sometimes I hear them listening to music. I used to talk to friends on the phone as a child and I'd bring up something like "I want pizza!" and they would, unbeknownst to me, be making pizza or eating it... or it was going to be delivered to their house shortly. No they did not tell me a thing. I smelled it.
I talk to the dead. They choose to come to me most times. I have had many experiences with them. I have spoken to my ancestors. I have spoken to my relatives shortly before or after they died. I also spoke to my grandmother when she was in a coma in her last days of life. My uncle Brian has saved my life numerous times. He killed himself when he was 28. My favorite experience with him was when I wanted to kill myself and nearly succeeded in doing so. I was a teenager. I was in my bedroom and my mom was pulling my sleeve trying to get me to calm down, I had nearly slipped away when I was pushed on to my bed and he said to me that I have too much to live for among other things I carry with me in my heart... such as how much he regrets killing himself. He was a sensitive as well. He was working on remodeling a kitchen when he killed himself. Remodeling often stirs up ghosts from the land or the house because it can irritate them that things are being changed from the way they left it. He didn't know how to deal with his gift. Not everybody knows how to deal with it. I have also many times dreamt of the dead. So yes, I am a medium as well.
I have been healing since I was a baby. I chose my mom. I chose my dad. This is typical of most Indigo Children to say. You have a blueprint of what your life is going to be like. You choose your life from the family to the years you live to the..... color eyes you have. You can call me strange or whatever you would like, but I know things that you don't know and YOU know things I don't know. We're different for a reason: to learn from one another. I used to heal animals when they were hurt. I would heal my mom when she was hurting as well. A light would appear from my hands and I would be able to heal whatever needed healing. I put my hand over the wound or... the pain and it feels extraordinarily hot to me. Sometimes it burns. I can see inside. Yes, that is weird, but people like me exist everywhere.
I could feel other people's pain from an early age as well. If somebody were to have a headache, I'd pick it up as my own. If somebody were to have a cut, I'd feel it. If somebody were to have a stomach ache, I'd cry. I felt it. I always felt it. I am also a medical intuitive and can see things that are taking place in the body sometimes years before they happen, so if I SHOULD warn you of any illnesses to come your way, believe me. I am not trying to scare you. I am trying to help you live a longer life.
I have communicated with animals all of my life. I took to them quite young and they, to me. I have stood by five large bucks in a cemetary. They came up to me and when I walked toward them, they did not run. It was only because my father accompanied me and his energy is far from beautiful. It's less than calming. It's more than chaotic. I have had deer, rabbits, squirrels, birds, dogs, cats, fish, turtles... every kind of animal like me. I have even had bees hang around me. I hear their thoughts. Sometimes animals are actually spirit guides. In my case, I have had animals that are the souls of my ancestors reincarnated. Mitsy was the spirit of my great great grandmother Martha Anna Geddes Walker. I believe she was full blooded Native American (Lakota I believe?), as I found one listed as an orphan with her twin in archives on ancestry.com. Anyway... when we had to put Mitsy down to sleep after an agonizing form of cancer took over her body, my mother saw the spirit of her great great grandmother lift from the body and into Heavens light she went. What made this even more believable was that Mitsy had long protected my sister and I from what happened to us. She was our nanny, often making sure we were safe from all harm... getting in the way of whatever happened to us as children so we would not be hurt. She was quite motherly in an unexpected way. She used to say "I love you" and spoke our names as well. My cat Chantal was often followed by a spirit of a lady in purple energy wearing a long dress dated from the 1800's maybe? She had a parasol as well. She had long black hair and eyes like mine. I know she was also a spirit guide, an ancestor reincarnated into the spirit of an animal to protect me in particular from my depression that stemmed from my being abused. She would always come running, and yes she was a cat, to me when I would cry. She would look at me with this angelic expression that made me feel so safe. I miss her dearly to this day. We had to put her to sleep as well. She had cancer.. a tumor in the jaw, and she told me it was there. I saw the lady as clear as day when we put her down, and she said thank you and she loved me. I know there is never an end to love. Animals always told me things. Animals speak to you with the emotion in their eyes. I often hear their voices as well, as every living creature has a soul and a voice. My dog now, Sophie... is my guided by my great grandmother Gert and very much has her personality. My mother was her favorite grandchild, a spitting image of her. She said to me she would be watching over us and she kept her word. She came back to this world to protect us from the stalker I have mentioned to some of you, as well as other mishaps. She's a beautiful soul like they all are. I know I will see them all again as there is a place in Heaven for our pets as well. It's called Rainbow Bridge.
As a child I spent countless hours trying to figure out why I had to be so different. In nursery school, the teachers thought I was autistic because I'd never really talk to anybody. I had my company, why did I need to talk to them? I could hear what they were thinking. I never really fit in with my age group. I was born an old soul. If you were to see the palms of my hands (they're photographed in my photo albums somewhere) you will see how old I am. You will also see the M's in my hand which symbolize my strong intuition. My grandmother Marce was a palm reader and analyzed handwriting as well as many other talents she possessed. She was a psychic, medium, empath and healer.
My grandparents: my paternal grandparents J and Marce. J was a psychic, medium, empath and animal communicator. Marce was a psychic, medium, empath and healer. My maternal grandparents: K is a psychic, medium, healer (almost Shaman like), empath very powerful. Maxine is a psychic, medium and healer. The line of intuition continues to grow. Some day I will have my daughter and she will fulfill the legacy of intuition. Her father to be is also a very strong intuitive like me. He and I are very much the same from what I know. He is younger than I, also. I will marry when I am about 32. Yes, unlike many intuitives I know a lot about my own future as well. I am me: the psychic, medium, healer, empath, and animal communicator. I love all of you unconditionally... liking is conditional. ;)
