I was born with one foot in this world and one foot in another, and have spent my entire life learning to come to terms with this and live peacefully.
For whatever reason, I was born extremely psychic and ‘plugged into’ the spiritual side. But, unlike most children, who gradually begin to lose this connection with time, this connection and my abilities grew in strength with every passing year, and growing up like this was scary and confusing.
Now that I’m 36, and have spent many moons getting to know myself, and understanding my inherent talents and abilities, shadow aspects and fears, I’m proud to say that I’m able to, (on most days), make peace with being different. And more times than not, I’m even able to wholly embrace the unique perspective life gives me because I have one foot in both worlds.
But it used to be painful to be different. It used to hurt when people found me intense, too deep and knowing. It used to hurt when people called me fierce, confronting or weird.
I’ve grown accustomed to people not wanting to look me in the eye, or finding my nature and energy penetrating, but back then I craved to be like ‘normal girls’.
I wanted to deal with the day-to-day-ness of what most children and teenagers dealt with. I wanted to worry about who were my friends, how I looked, what I was wearing, who fancied me and who I fancied. But these years were spent suppressing the things I saw about people, fending off ghosts that would appear at night, hours in bed, bent over in agony with stomach pains, and pretending I didn’t dream things about people that came to pass.
I didn’t know I was born an empath, a psychic, a ghost whisperer, a medium, a healer and a shadow hunter. I didn’t know what these things were, or how to cope with the sensitivities of these abilities. I only knew that what was happening to me was scary, and that when I tried to tell other people about it, they simply told me I was weird.
Nowadays I’ve created a life in which living between both worlds is much more comfortable than hard, and is, on most days, joyous. I’m now thriving having one foot in this world, and one foot in another, but it took a long time and many years of searching, longing and introspection to arrive here.
I’ve also learnt how to live with and maximise from my abilities, and I now rejoice in being born an ‘old soul on young shoulders.’ And nowadays, if you tell me I’m too intense or fierce, I simply don’t give a hoot. But I know there are many gifted and gorgeous empaths and psychics in the world that haven’t arrived here yet. And you may be one of them…
I offer my story, this blog series, to you as a gift of healing and hope. I’m an intensely private person, so opening up and speaking candidly about my earlier years won’t be without discomfort. But, back then, if someone had opened up to me and shared their story, I wouldn’t have thought I was crazy-assed and weird. I wouldn’t have been so deeply frightened and confused. It would have given me comfort and reassurance.
And it’s my sincerest wish that sharing my story does this for you.
in White Light + Love,