I THOUGHT I WAS CRAZY

Yeah, I did think I was crazy. There was so much always going on in my head. I always heard things....always. I would go to the store and walk by people and hear random things, and not from the people themselves! I naturally thought, "I am doing this, but why am I doing this?" I had no clue. I could not understand it.....if I did not make eye contact with people I was ok, USUALLY. It was when I made eye contact that I "heard"things. Crazy things......like about a boat or a squirrel in the yard, the man standing next the person, just really weird random things. I pretty much tried to stay in my house. I also would get so sad, unhappy, depressed you name it, I could be any one them, when I was out amongst people. I could get very happy too, for no reason. Have not a care in the world, but that didn't happen often. Why did I feel this way, anytime I went out, after talking on the phone, after interacting on the computer with people.....why, I did not understand. I would soon have a little inkling as to why, but the whole reason would make itself know in the very near future.

 

I had an experience, that was the first time I recognized that I heard something loud and clear that others didn't. My family and I were in the car. It was summer time, hot and humid and the air conditioner was running in the car. We happened to be driving in a "not so great "area of town so we could see one of the wrecked train locomotives that someone at my husbands company had damaged. We start down the alley way and we look at the wreckage of the locomotive. We continued on down the alley to get back out to the street. As we are half way into the alley I heard "Hey, hey, hey!"  The voice was breathy, young and female. It sounded as if she had been running and just caught me as we were driving by. Now, I saw no one....no one at all. The alley was empty. I turned and looked at my husband who was driving and he was starring straight ahead. I then looked back at my kids sitting in the back seat looking out their windows. The radio was off and the air was blowing out at about half power, so not terribly loud. I ask "Did you guys hear that?" The response that came next did shock me. A big, emphatic "NO. What are you talking about?" From not one, but all three other people in the car. How could they not hear that? It was so loud. Someone definitely wanted our attention. So I had my husband drive back by the spot where apparently, only I had heard it! How could I have been the only one? As we drove by again, nothing. Silence. What in the world just happened? 

 

Then that night I was getting the repeated image of a young girl, about 15yrs. old. I was frantic.....I thought, "Who is she? Where is she?" I thought maybe she was a runaway, or worse yet, kidnapped. I never found her picture among the missing children. As I sit here and type this now, I can see her and she is jumping rope and is very happy. She just smiled and waves and runs off with the other children she is playing with. She was another catalyst to my development. Even bigger than the apparition I saw in my kitchen a couple of years before this. She drove me to start the quest to figure out why in the world I saw her and heard her and no one else did. Now, I would give up multiple times and just go back to thinking I was crazy. Eventually though, I quit giving up and throwing in the towel. I read every book I could on being psychic and being a medium. I learned who I was and started to figure out what I could do.  That being said, it didn't mean I would still not think I was crazy every once in awhile! I knew that there was a reason for me to be here. A reason that I was different. I was going to be able to help spirit deliver loving, healing messages to their loved ones.  There is so much more to who I am and how I came to be where I am, but I will save that for another entry.  

 

Let me introduce myself and my crazy life!

Hello, and welcome to my blog! I am happy you stopped by. Let me introduce myself. I am a wife, mother, sister, daughter and a psychic medium. Yes, I said it.....a psychic medium. Those are not words I ever thought I would use to describe a part of me! Things in our family have changed over the years. I used to be a normal, yet unhappy and often confused person. Since finally accepting what I am, I have changed. I am a much happier and "in tune" wife and mother! Now, at our house the fun but often loaded question asked by me is, "You wanna hear something weird?"  On that note....here is a little bit of the weirdness that got me going in the "Big, Crazy and Wonderful World of Spirit!"


 I have known I was different for most of my life. I always thought I had an overactive imagination. For as long as I can remember I have been able to look at pictures of people, places and things....that I knew nothing about......and have a whole story fill my head. I really thought I was making things up and my imagination was always in overdrive! I learned to eventually, just block all that stuff out. It's not always so acceptable to start filling in a back story for some of that kind of stuff! My first real "experience" was when I was 6 or 7 yrs old. I would see an Indian at the end of my bed. A full size Indian with a big headdress and what I called "neon lights" around him. It wasn't till a few years ago that I figured out those weren't neon lights, that was his aura! He scared the ever loving CRAP out of me every night, for as long as I can remember. It was always the same routine....he shows up, I pull the covers over my head and prayed he would go away! He did, but he came back nightly for quite sometime.I did tell Mom and Dad about him, but none of us really knew what or who he was.  Eventually, he quit showing up and I grew up. Always just knowing things. Most times not even realizing that when something happened.....I already knew how it was going to turn out. Small little mundane things, not big important stuff. I never really put it together.


 Fast forward about 20 years and I'm married with two kids. My husband is working an awful job, gone all the time and here I was with two young boys. Even though that was a horrible job and hard on all of us, I am thankful for it. If it hadn't been for all of my "alone time," I would not have opened up to the "Big, Crazy and Wonderful World of Spirit," as I like to call it!

It seemed to me that things were always happening around my house. So when it was going on it didn't seem weird because these types of things had happened everywhere I had ever lived. Strange noises, seeing things move out of the corner of my eye, shadows, hearing music, or my name at very odd times, phantom smells etc.


 I could sit in the chair in my living room and look into my kitchen and see constant movement of shadows. One would logically think that it is from cars or things going on outside, but it wasn't. Nine times out of ten, if there were shadows dancing around in my kitchen, nothing was going on outside. Our kitchen is the eat-in type. All the cabinets, appliances and sink are on one end....with no windows. Then dining room portion is on the other end and there is a sliding glass door to our deck and backyard. The sliding glass door has blinds on it and a film to cut down on the glare of sunlight in the afternoon.


  One night, I was walking into my kitchen from my living room. The only light was coming from my lamp and the television in the living room area.  It was about 11pm and both boys had been fast asleep for a couple of hours. As I rounded the corner to the kitchen and stepped through the doorway........there it was.....a figure, standing between my kitchen table and the refrigerator! I had my hand on the light switch but I was frozen and paralyzed in fear! This looked like a man in a gray hooded jacket and the black pants. He just stood there....never said a word. It felt like I was standing there looking at him for a lifetime, but it was only mere seconds. My hand jerked, and on came the light. The figure was gone. Vanished into thin air! I swore I had just seen someone in my kitchen and now he was gone. I was terrified, but what do I do.......flip the light back off to see if it comes back! What in the world was I thinking! I was certain it was a solid person because that's what it looked like.....I mean, it was at least 6ft tall, solid and built like a man! I flipped the light on and then back off again......he was nowhere. This was not my imagination, of that I was certain. The really strange thing about this........I saw no face. No features at all!  I called my parents. For me, these weird occurrences were kind of common place.  So really not a wacky thing for me to call my parents and tell them about! My Dad asks, "Did you check all the doors and make sure they are locked?" Then the next question was, "Do you want me to come down there?" Of course I did, but I said, "No, I'm fine." Then, I walked through the house while on the phone, and check every nook and cranny of my very small, just over a 1000 sq. ft. house! Opening closet doors, pulling back my shower curtain, looking behind bedroom doors! All the while feeling that this was totally silly. There was no possible way he could have been anywhere else in my house.......as a real, solid person that is! He would have had to blow right by me and he didn't! He vanished....into thin air!