"If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain."
All of my life I have been strongly aware of my connection to spirit, to my "knowing" as I call it, my memory of where I came from, to my closeness with God. As a small child I "knew" things that it seemed other people only wondered about, or were never even aware of. In retrospect, remembering my childhood and the feelings and experiences that I had, it's all very clear to me now what I was feeling then, and why... I am a Psychic Medium.
I have been very fortunate that I have never felt confused or ashamed by what I felt or experienced; I never have felt like I had to deny my true self by ignoring my abilities. Because of this, I have known, learned from and loved, many great spiritual teachers along the way. I have honored my abilities and my "knowing", which have blossomed over time, by trusting them and my life's journey. I consistently choose my spiritual path, over the illusion that is laid out before me. I treasure and celebrate my gifts, and remembering that they come from my oneness to God, I can not forsake the opportunity to help others.
My experiences began as an adolescent at our family cabin in Estes Park, Colorado. To start with, Estes Park, for any of you who are unfamiliar with it, is a very powerful place, with a strong energy bond to spirit. My great, great, grandfather built a family cabin there in 1908, which has been loved and used generation after generation. Now that many of our loved ones have passed on to the other side, they are still a strong, guiding, loving force for us there. It is where I was brought to the conscious realization about my gift as a Psychic Medium. I had to learn how to not absorb energy all the time. I had to effectively learn when to use my gifts and how, and how to shield myself from outside forces. I have always taken the responsibility and trust placed in me very seriously when someone reaches out to me for a reading. I know now more than ever ever, how vulnerable and raw a grieving person can be and how important it is to be very mindful and sensitive with how you share messages with them.
I worked in the health care field for 20 years, working with the elderly, my favorite work being Hospice care. I felt that so many people come into this world in joy, and leave it in a state of fear. That is simply not the way it should be. I knew that because of my connection to spirit, I could be with people as they were preparing to pass to The Other Side, to help make that passage full of love, and not fear, by helping them and their families to embrace the experience, to know that it wasn't an ending, but the most beautiful of beginnings. This knowledge does not discount the pain of losing a loved one, but it does provide hope and consolation.
As a Hospice volunteer, I worked with those in bereavement, and on all other levels of care. I have also worked as a 911 dispatcher, so I have experience with all stages of tragedy and loss from the family's perspective. In addition to my own personality, these experiences have given me the ability to compassionately communicate with, and help those in emotional distress. It is because of these experiences with the elderly and the dying, as well as my support of, and connection to their families, that I am able to offer a unique perspective as a Psychic Medium regarding death, the grieving process, and those who have been left behind, enabling me to provide a calming reading, even if you are in a great deal of pain.
I am profoundly blessed to now live in our family cabin in wonderous Estes Park, Colorado with my family and pets. I enjoy the outdoors, nature, animals, music, cooking, laughing, ethnic dining, photography, watercolor painting, alternative healing, antiques, gardening, writing poetry, reading, art, and trying new things.
Grief is the last act of Love we have to give to those we loved.
Where there is deep grief,
there was great love.
My Story Continues...
Grief has become a very personal, daily journey for me, as I lost my husband Freddie to suicide on December 5, 2017.
I have lost many people in my life, but never was the grief been as profoundly debilitating as that was. As many of you can probably relate, it caused me to re-evaluate my purpose and my life continuing on without him. In some ways, I found comfort in being able to help others connect to their loved ones. While in other ways, it was profoundly difficult to be in such a raw state yourself, and then share another's grief as well. The irony of it all, is that for a Medium, it can be very difficult to communicate with your own loved ones. Consequently, I very much understand the spiraling thoughts of grief and missing your loved one. My marriage with Freddie had been fraught with heartache and difficulty, as he was an addict. I had much damage to heal, from both the loss and the hardships we endured. It was a very disconcerting feeling for me to not have a vision for my future. I didn't know what my future had in store for me, so with faith, I allowed myself to be led in the directions that were meant for me.
Within 3 months of losing Freddie, I lost 3 close friends, then Freddie, his father, my step-mother my father, a few more friends and 2 very special pets, all within a period of 2 years. Sometimes the memories of them are so difficult and yet, not having memories would be unbearable. I recognize the choice I have to grow and not be withered by loss and difficulty, as time shows us the affect it can have on both the body and psyche. Every day I am choosing to do the best I can to take care of myself and find joy, knowing in my heart that my loved ones are always with me, regardless of what tricks my mind plays on me. I am strong enough to do this with grace and so are you...
"Those who have suffered, understand suffering and therefore extend their hand."
The Next Chapter..
Although there was a time I thought I would never marry again, in 2019 I was blessed to meet the most wonderful man, that loves and adores me. For the first time in my life, I was content with being alone, but God had other plans and sent me the man that I always deserved, to share the rest of my life with.
Life, love and death are such bittersweet experiences. When I first lost Freddie, I couldn't imagine what my future would be. But time has shown me the peace to be found in letting go and being open. With time, I have been able to see that things truly do work out as they're meant to. Freddie and I were both able to be free of pain and find our peace.
"We honor our deceased loved ones by living well. If we spend our lives never allowing ourselves happiness, we are wasting what they lost.."