I recently took a short hiatus from life as I knew it, due to an unexpected illness that centered around my thyroid. In fact, it was quite the ordeal because it took a ridiculous amount of time to get it properly diagnosed. In the end, I had to have a complete removal of my thyroid and continue to learn to live healthy without it. Even during a time of illness, I cannot fully escape my gifts, not that I would ever want to. In fact, one day after spending countless days in a shared hospital room, I asked my friend to help me get into my wheelchair so that I could take a stroll down the hall, just to get some new scenery. During this hospitalization, I was recovering from bronchitis, which I acquired during an ER visit when I first started not feeling well and had an extremely high fever that would not drop. Anyway, due to the bronchitis I was on a Respiratory floor and all of a sudden, I am in the hallway, I begin to see some security guards and nurses taking off down the hall, as the smell of smoke became very strong in the hallway and the charge nurse announced that some crazy person was smoking in one of the hospital rooms. So, only feet away from me, the security guards continued on their crusade to find the culprit, as quickly as possible as there was oxygen running rampant in many of the rooms. I quickly asked my guide, Robin, which room the person who was smoking was hiding in and she told me Room 464, which was a room at the complete opposite end of the hallway from where I was, but she explained that the oxygen was carrying the smell of smoke. I told my friend who was assisting me on my walk in the hall, and she laughed and turned in the direction of the nurses and security guards and stated, “You might want to check out Room 464.” All of a sudden, the charge nurse asked, “Do you know the people in Room 464?” “No,” I answered, ” I just have a feeling.” With a confused look, they proceeded to head in the direction of that room. An hour or so later, a cute little nurse popped her head in my room and said, “It was Room 464! Do you know them?,” she inquired. “Not at all,” I stated. “Then, how did you know?” she asked. “Let’s just say I had a feeling,” I answered with a smile, and with a perplexed look on her face, she retreated from the room and I have a feeling, she still ponders this incident. I could never reveal how I really knew this information because I was being treated at a Catholic hospital which provided amazing care, but I’m not sure how they would respond to the fact that I am a psychic/medium. Anyway, I just thought I’d share this story, so you could have a glimpse into my world, even while in the hospital. A few other amazing things happened while I was in an environment where many spirits tend to linger, but these stories are to save for a book.
I want to take a moment and thank everyone for all the healing and prayers that were sent in my direction and continue to be sent as I continue to heal. I also want to apologize for the delay in responding to reading requests. However, I always want to offer my best work and had to wait until I was able to raise my vibration enough to receive the most accurate information for my clients. During this time, I have continued to cleanse myself, enhance the protection and practice meditation to assist in my healing. My health is not the only thing that has been cleansed; I recently saw a gentleman who I was in love with for quite some time and both of us worked hard to make it work, but at the end of the day, he was not able to accept that I am a psychic/medium. He is a very spiritual person, and when we first met, he was intrigued by it, but over time, as he prepares to finish his Ph.D. in psychology, he struggled with the idea of having a flourishing practice and also being known as the doctor whose wife is a professional psychic. So, after shedding many tears, and months of coming to terms with the fact that I was not going to be with this beautiful individual, I am finally at a point where I am happy I made the decision to be true to myself, and follow my dreams, embracing my gifts. This gentleman is so remarkable he even encouraged me to share this segment of my life with all of you publicly, in hopes that it would help others realize that sometimes you have to choose to be true to yourself over anyone else because you can’t live for their dreams, you must embrace your own, and when you fully realize what those dreams are, and make it your mission to embrace them at a pace and in a way that is right for you, you can finally experience the true meaning of freedom as life takes on a deeper meaning. Therefore, for me, the new year has now begun, healing continues to take place so I can be strong in my pursuit of these dreams and continue to enjoy living as a psychic. For you, my readers, it is my hope that you realize how extraordinary you are and carry this feeling during the tough times, so that you, too, can gather your strength and make those dreams a reality. Love, light and blessings.