I've written so much about the journey from 2014-2017—a life changing time in my life that ultimately led to healing I didn't see coming but was desperately needed.
This morning, I want to share a bit about what it was like to suddenly start channeling spirit and reach out to law enforcement and parents of children who had been publicly deemed "missing" for many years.
I've said before that I didn't expect any of this. In fact, I was just living my life with my husband and children in Burbank, California. When I started to realize that the messages I was receiving were not only real—they were meant to be shared—I felt paralyzed. I wanted to be totally sure that I was ready to do what I knew in my heart I had to do. But I was terrified, to say the least.
One particular set of messages was meant for the mother of a child who had been missing for thirty years. Much to my surprise at the time, I ended up discovering a connection to the mother I never thought possible. (I've learned over the years that the Universe will help line things up, which is exactly what happened.) The connection was my in. I reached out first by letter laying out what I had been told by her daughter in spirit. My main objective was to make sure she knew I was not an opportunist, but rather a mom whose heart broke for her and her daughter. I teared up multiple times when I wrote the letter to her. Thankfully, she received it well. Better than I thought I might if I were in her position. She was approached by many "psychic mediums" so I made sure she knew I wasn't one by trade, but for some reason, I was given this information to pass on.
We spoke on the phone after she read the letter. It was a heartbreaking conversation. I told her many other children were starting to come in with messages—many who experienced some level of sexual abuse in their lifetimes—and her daugther said she was helping them find me. She was leading the way. Her mom said that she believed what I shared because it differed from public information that was published back when her daughter went missing. And because she knew her daugther would be the light that led the others to someone who would push past fear and share what needed to be shared. I never thought I would be that person. After seven years of channeling information like this, I still feel fear when I share information with cops or families. I'm guessing I always will.
As a parent and a human being, my heart literally hurts for all involved. I can't help but put myself in their position, which is part of the reason I didn't just shelve the messages in some desk drawer. Believe me, I thought about doing that.
While a slew of stranger things have happened in my life, looking back at 2010 reminds me that the road I've traveled has purpose on so many levels. I've gotten quite used to strange happenings and hope that the end result of sharing messages from spirit is always helpful for those who are struggling with broken hearts and unanswered questions. I've learned to hear and see unimaginable things—tear-inducing realities of life—while at the same time, filtering it all through more of a detective lens. For a person who cries at Kleenex commercials, this has been one of the hardest parts of doing what I do.
While I don't completely understand how or why it is the way it is for me, I'm forever grateful. My perspective on life is much different than it was back in my twenties. Life truly is short, and there is meaning and purpose in every interaction we have as human beings. My "earth school" has been filled with strange happenings and hard topics, but because of that, I am a more compassionate person who has learned to live each day with a sense of gratitude and perspective I never thought possible.
Thank you, stranger things.
(For the record, I LOVE the TV show, Stranger Things, too. If you haven't seen it, check it out!)