I Am

I got it into my mind one day about two years ago to find a Spiritualist church and found one in my hometown on the other side of the city. Don’t know where that thought came into my mind but it did. I blame Spirit for that. It has been the best thing ever to happen to me. It’s as if I have walked into a new skin, a new way of thinking. The day I sat down to Sunday services and they started talking the talk about karma and everything that I had been reading up until then, well I was hooked. The fact that they had psychic development classes put the icing on the top. I now know that I needed to refine myself, my gift and focus instead of the scattered way of thinking. Before my mouth was always in gear, always telling everyone what I knew. Now after meditating each day or every other I have settled down and know that instead of talking I learn more by listening.

Another prompting was a private group on a site where I have now acquired more knowledge than all the books I have read could ever tell me. The ladies in this group answer questions, give advice and generally are there for anyone, to help honor our gifts. It is there where I will tell of my day to day experiences, to share the love of my intuition. I love it and give thanks to Spirit once again for pushing me in the right direction because again I was listening.

Lately I have been giving readings to my friends and I know from every fiber of my being it just the way it was meant to be, for me. It is as if the flow grows stronger and stronger and I see more and still I listen. Some days I may hear one word or perhaps a sentence come into me. Just out of the blue. I surely revel in the way Spirit works, a little at a time. And knowing there are signs when we pay attention. Feathers appear from no where or already there when I walk up to them. They are always black and white or just black or just white. From one of my readings from my friend who does mediumship readings, she tells me that this is my guide and that he is with me.

So tonight I look forward to my class as one never knows what may happen. Always learning from myself and others in this space and come out of there so at peace and joy in my heart. I was asked by my other half a few months ago why I wanted to do this, all this and I answered succinctly, “Because I want to help, I want to help heal people.”

There you go, my purpose, my reason for being.