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I am 6 years old. I can feel the emotions of everyone around me, but I don’t realize that yet. All I know is that I’m anxious a lot. That I feel waves of emotion that change depending on the room I’m in, the tenor of the conversation in a car ride, or the mood of my teacher in class. It will take me nearly 40 more years to understand exactly what I was experiencing.
I am 12 years old. Reading books about creative visualization, Edgar Cayce, pendulums and searching for ghosts in my backyard take up most of my time. The kids in my neighborhood are interested in what so deeply fascinates me, but quickly lose interest and they’re on to other games. I spend a great deal of my childhood alone or exploring the trees and forests in my quiet and safe suburb.
I am 18 years old. I bravely tell my first boyfriend that I have psychic abilities. He doesn’t believe me and his reaction, coupled with the isolation I experienced as a child, convinces me to never share this information with other people. I feel attacked and hurt. It would take me nearly 20 more years to realize how other people feel about who I am is not my responsibility.
I am 28 years old. I have spent most of my twenties traveling abroad. I live in China for 3 years. I backpack and hitchhike across over 50 countries and 6 continents. It will take me 10 more years to understand that when I am alone or a stranger traveling in strange lands is when I am myself fully and without compromise. This is why I am always traveling. I love being me, I just haven’t figured it out yet.
I am 42 years old. Unhappy in my professional career which has brought me financial stability, status, unforeseen perks and absolutely zero meaningfulness I pick up my childhood tarot deck. I perform a rudimentary search online for tarot and intuitive groups and find several to attend online. Within several weeks I have been invited to join mediumship circles, found a mentor who is both wise and warm-hearted, and discovered a community made up of mostly women that love and accept me as a person, as well as my gifts.
Today I am opening my very first office as a professional practitioner of mediumship and tarot reading. My office is called the Port of Brahman. You won’t find it on any map, but you’ll know you’ve arrived when you cross the threshold. It’s a sacred space where you can be you and welcome in all of your magnificence. If you found this post and made it this far, you’re just a few clicks away from ending one journey and starting another.