The Early Years

I’ve been attuned to energy—seen and unseen—all my life. One of my earliest memories was at about the age of three. A little boy would turn up at nap time, and we’d talk until I dosed off. He was about six years old and had turn-of-the century clothes and hair. I assumed everyone saw him, so I didn’t think anything of it.

As a child, I felt the frequencies of the people, places or things that I encountered, and it usually  resulted in physical ailments. Others used to brush it off by saying “you are just being too sensitive.” I now know that it seemed sensitive to them because they couldn’t see, hear, or feel what I was experiencing.

A life changing event.

At about age of nine, I had an experience that kicked my sensitivity into high gear. While swimming in a lake, a tide pulled me farther out and down into the murky water. I felt my Spirit separate from my physical body and immediately found myself sitting on the sandy shore listening to my siblings talk to one another. They couldn’t hear or see me, yet I heard every word. There was no pain. No struggle. A few moments later, I was swooped back into my body and  pushed toward the shore by a Spirit being whom I now know was my guardian angel (aka, Guide). It just wasn’t my time to go.

The experience left me in shock. At that age, I didn’t have the maturity to process what happened, and I worried that if I said anything, I’d be teased or told I was imagining things. I never talked about the details of the event until I was an adult.

Growing up with Spirit.

Since others didn’t share the same experiences, I didn’t openly speak about it. Instead, I tried to ignore it and wish it away. The little boy that I saw at age three was replaced by images of different people appearing in front of me like a camera flash. They’d call my name and say things loudly in my ear to get my attention. By simply walking into a house, store, a school, or public place, I picked up on any energies present and their characteristics.

Yet, despite all these experiences, I still didn’t know what it all meant. Being a “psychic-medium” never even entered my mind.

Like most mediums, my experiences intensified during the teenage years. I started to intuitively learn about different vibrations that people and places radiate and how it felt to come across low and high frequencies. I learned how to recognize an energy imprint from an earthbound spirit or a soul that had already crossed over.

Those years were intense. It was one of the few times I mentioned it to my parents and a few others, but again, I was clueless what to do with all of it.

Hospice Volunteering.

Navigating a judgmental world & coming out of the closet.

Going to an office every day was particularly challenging. For a medium, workplace energies hit like a bolt of lightning. Office environments are stressful, and a medium not only notices the general pulse, but the energies of each coworker and any earthbound energies that love to feed off a stressed office environment.

It wasn’t always negative though. Having those abilities allowed me to see through a lot of BS. In other words, people lie, but energy doesn’t.

Everything has an energetic feel to it. For example, I could immediately tell if someone was following their true career path or if a particular strategy had a feasible pulse. Work also tested and enhanced my bilocation abilities (like remote viewing) where I knew what was taking place behind closed doors. The hard part is that I couldn’t say anything.

True to form, when I focused more on my corporate identity, Spirit activity increased. They were constantly trying to get my attention. I honestly knew why: the gig was up. By ignoring my inborn abilities and chasing titles, I was moving in a direction that was far from my soul’s purpose, and they were trying to pull me back into alignment. It wasn’t until 2014 that I started to develop my abilities professionally. But the official cutting of the silver cord from old beliefs and expectations was in 2019. That’s when I decided to ask a mentor for help. I needed to learn how to handle and control my abilities in order to do higher work. It’s almost comical because I’ll never forget that day. Without telling her why I needed to connect, her first response upon answering the call was: “What took you so long?”

As I learned to refine the mediumship process and put-up Spirit boundaries, I’ve navigated toward my true blueprint. There are no accidents in life; only synchronicities. All my prior experiences were necessary to help me become a better medium. Today, Spirit uses me as a conduit to help others heal, grow, and find their true career or soul path in life. And ironically, by helping others, I also continue to learn and grow.

Our Spiritual journey never ends. We do not die. Our physical experience here on Earth is short, and life is about finding joy and living that way!

So, be your truest self by walking your soul path—without the fear of judgment.

In love, light, and service,

Sue