Spiritual Diva Spills The Tea

I recently became employed at a daycare. It's funny how fast life can change in under two weeks. I know my life will never be the same. As I write that line I am emotional. I had no idea when I set foot into this mildly run down daycare center in my small nearly non-existent hometown that I would sense the world falling into place in a big way. Or that my dreams would become crystal clear, my inner knowing setting off alarms bells meant to further push me into my destiny. Or what I would like to be my life's work. There can not be another place in the world where you're so warmly welcomed with open arms! I have never been another place where hugs, and excited questions and compliments, took up my entire first week of work. The infants are precious, their innocence stealing your once receding heart. The toddlers are troublemakers with a curiosity for life that reminds you not to take life (or yourself) too seriously. Two's are terrible, but fuck, they know how to party. ...

 Lauren came to me more than once, patiently waiting for me to acknowledge her. The first time she appeared to me I was in no mood to write the story of another deceased person. I was sorely out of alignment, dealing with a lifestyle that currently leaves me stressed out and drained more often than not. Trust me, you have to be in a certain space emotionally to take on the task of communicating with the dead. You want to tell their story, but to do so, you know you are going to take on their emotions and the burden of the trauma associated with them. At least, that's they way I react to delving into any life lived and lost, that leaves behind scars the world has to heal. It's particularly heavy energy you deal with when the person was murdered well before they wanted to leave the world. Lauren was murdered by a man named Melvin Rowland, she met one month prior to her death in October 2018. He was a bouncer at a nightclub she had attended with a friend one night. The romance blo...

After I had my first son I became very interested in Spirituality. He was the catalyst for my change overall as a person. I had never held tightly to anything or anyone, blowing in the wind as a lost soul does until they find their version of God. In meeting my now exes family my interest in the topics of Metaphysics and Spirituality was blown right off the hinges. I was invited on more than one occasion to meet several Spiritual Masters who are known very well by the public, in America and abroad. One such man was Indian Spiritual Guru, Sri Sri Ravi Shankar.  Being interested in Buddhism and interacting with Indian's from the Country, was life changing. Spirituality is their essence, and the warmth given off by these people was more than welcome in my life. Western Civilization is cold by comparison, lost in ego, vanity, fame, and money. The lifestyle everyone wants, quick, painless, and easy to achieve, but not without devastating personal loss on all levels. I found Sri Sri Ravi...

THE CORNER WITCH  Remember the movie, The Blair Witch? It came out when I was pretty young. While it was in theaters reviews had stated that it was "so scary", that the theater I saw it in in Utah, actually had guards standing at the door to make sure no minor's entered, lest they be sued for traumatizing them. You're not going to believe this, but I had an experience recently with a witch who liked to stand facing the corner in my torn apart kitchen. I figured she just thought it was an abandoned house, and if she wanted to haunt it, well,  I was too depressed to fight her about it. For nearly a week I walked past this witch, always sensing she was there, but never outright saying anything to her. I guess in my life as a Psychic Medium, who's days get stranger all the time, I just figured this is my new normal. You can't be invested in every live person you meet, why should you have to greet every dead one you see? Generally if they have something to say, the...

Mental Health Update: I feel like I'm through the worst. I understand now why I fell apart in the first place. And I'm thankful I was literally home in bed when my mind came unraveled. It's been weeks of downloads from The Universe, memories surfacing from twenty years ago, unfolding methodically over the last month and a half. I feel relief, because I understand so much of that which I wasn't able to before now.  I'm keeping myself busy with many things in life, but a lot of that is resting. When I try to figure out why The Universe hasn't supplied me with new employment yet, my guides tell me that they are more concerned with me getting a grasp on my mental health first. I have chosen to put my full trust into God, and not fight what comes into my life, or what doesn't. The answer is the right one, I suppose. At least, I want to feel that way. But with my ex constantly on my ass, I fear my mental health may take a drastic and sudden turn once more. He'...

Gabby Petito is a 22 year old woman from Florida who disappeared in late August. She was the creator of an up and coming vlog on Youtube about van life, in shared trips with her boyfriend (now fugitive on the run). She wanted to pursue a lifestyle of travel and snap chic pictures to convey the adventures she was having. At twenty two, she had the potential to do any and all of what she wanted to with her life.  The cops documented an arguing in Utah (the state I live in) between Gabby and her boyfriend. Gabby was afraid her boyfriend was going to leave her behind as she had become emotional during the argument. Don't ask why I thought of my ex when this happened. Immediately I noticed the actual problem between the couple, which wasn't reported. The actual problem wasn't Gabby becoming "hysterical" and scratching her boyfriend. The real problem was the emotionally abusive nature of the boyfriend.  This was a typical teary eyed reaction to being successfully "...

I posted a three minute reading on tik tok of my communications with Brandon Lee. The Brandon Lee, you know of The Crow. I was surprised, but not completely caught off guard that he came through. Finding validation on the entire reading afterwards though, literally had me waving my hands in the air like a damn fool, saying, "you guys! I'm a psychic!" My guides are gonna quit any day now, and I don't really blame them. How much does validation do I need? Three minutes wasn't enough time to sum up my entire afterlife interview with Brandon, so I'll continue here. Brandon insisted that he doesn't care if anyone is ever held responsible for his death. It was an accident, albeit an incredibly preventable one. He comes across as slightly irritated that the person who took his life didn't take any responsibility for it, but says again and again that he wasn't in the right mindset. That's how the accidental shooting came to be in the first place.  I...