My mysticism started when I was 8 years old. I went to church and my life changed. I called on God whenever I needed anything. Then I had Jesus heal me, a neighbor come and teach me about her experiences with God. She had gifts and so we began to work together. I was on a journey to Rhode Island to change my life. I called her my first sensei and boy did she teach me a lot back in those days. Where she ended I met up with my Spiritual family at a small church in Rhode Island. They not only taught me how to farther my spirituality, they taught me how to love myself. I have always been what some call a Master and enlighten. My spiritual family took me by the hand and showed me how to be all I can be. They have paved my inner path to getting to know myself more and more each day. Hard to believe I was in awe of people who owned their own business to running my own business. If it was not for my Spiritual family’s encouragement I would not be writing this blog at this moment. Many are writers and artist along with their limitless number of Psychic and Healing gifts.
Here I was from a place of finding ways to defeat myself and had small dreams. Imagine walking into this building being hug and told you are loved. I was in complete awe of their openness. They groomed me to do public speaking, teach many metaphysical subjects and to be a healer. I practiced alongside my friends who encouraged me and gave me confidence. I stood many times in front of the community doing my Mediumship thing and watching them cheer me on. Some even went to say they were in awe of me. I was in awe of them too because their encouragement made me shoot for the stars.
As I started integrating my healing gifts and healing myself many were right there to support me. I lost everything to become the Mystic Healer I am today. Yes, I can say words and watch a person heal, the power behind all of this is knowing I am loved no matter what happens. Some of my Spiritual family have come and gone. It does not matter, the time we had together I will never forget. What I will remember is their loving words, their kind acts, their belief in me. We found always what brings us together to share. We shared our love of the creator and humanity. Namaste