A Medium is Born
When I was in 9th grade I had my whole life planned out: I was going to become a Social Worker like my mother and work as a mental health therapist. I would get married at the age of 27 and have children at 29. I would live with my family in a house in the burbs. I would open a private practice and work as therapist until I retired at the age of 65.
I worked SO hard to make that a reality. I went to grad school, worked for years at mental health agencies where the caseloads were high and the moral was low. I studied my butt off and spent thousands of dollars so I could pass my license exam and finally earn my License in Clinical Social Work. Just as I was ready to finally open a private practice, my psychic awareness opened up and the rest is history. I’ve kissed the conventional life I planned for myself goodbye and now I’m sitting on my couch, writing a blog about communicating with angels and dead people.
My first mediumship experience occurred when I was in my 20s. When a close friend died suddenly, I began reading about life after death to help me process the loss. My reading helped me feel connected to my friend. A few months later, I visited my cousin Jack who had end-stage cancer and had reached a point in which his health was rapidly deteriorating. I shared my thoughts about the afterlife with Jack, but he didn’t believe. I jokingly told him to give me a sign that I was correct after he passed away.
It turns out, Jack delivered! When I was at his funeral, the name Peter popped into my head. I remember asking myself, “Who’s Peter?”, when the man sitting next to me introduced himself. He was Peter! He and Jack were best friends since they were two years old. I felt a great sense of calm, knowing for certain that it was possible for people to connect to their loved ones after they pass away.
I didn’t have another spirit connection until about ten years later when my psychic development teacher began teaching me how to become a medium. She taught me specific exercises to use, such as holding an object that belonged to the deceased and looking at their photograph in order to establish a connection. Who would have thought that I would go from learning about therapeutic techniques supported by extensive research to waiting for spirts to come through as I stared at their photographs! Ah, the twists and turns of life and the hereafter.
12/12/2016 09:42:49 am
The best laid plans...
8/4/2017 05:36:18 am
Planned situations will help you prepare for your future. But planning it without your heart is nothing. It is like planning without giving interest in the plan. I am really glad while reading your post. Though there are many struggles in your life, you still cope up with it. Always pray for your loved ones who passed away so that they can be with God in His Kingdom. Keep on updating us.
12/12/2016 12:25:17 pm
Love it my dear!!
12/12/2016 03:59:04 pm
Sarah, this is damn well-written. I've known you for so long and I didn't know you could write like this. A hidden talent! Thank you for sharing this journey with us.
12/12/2016 09:06:13 pm
Sarah, I agree with Nina, this is very well written. And informative to boot.
1/6/2017 06:25:48 pm
The twists and turns keep life exciting! Thank you for sharing!
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