For many years whenever someone said I was a psychic I would just laugh and never take them seriously simply because I thought everyone did what I did, I thought everyone had dreams that came true, or just knew things without being told or saw spirits. It wasn’t uncommon for me to hear my grandma say if you saw a spirit to ask them what they wanted? Things would change though in 2010 when my cousin passed away. There were things leading up to this moment that I had knowledge of, not everything but somethings I was given a heads up if you will to what was to come.

Since that time, I have embraced what comes naturally to me. Yes, I was born a medium, yes, I was born a psychic. Pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place and with this came a lot more responsibility. As I began doing more and more investigations and talked to people who was going through similar things, I was happy to know I wasn’t alone, but I also found others who feared talking about what was happening or that they had shut it down and now they wanted to open back up. It was in these moments where people would come to me to learn, they came to me for healing, they came to me for closure.

I realized that everything that I had experienced in life had prepared me for this moment. I knew and understood about pain, about loss, about not fitting in and wanting to belong. I knew what it was like to do things on my own and to struggle.

I didn’t want others to go through what I went through and if they did, I wanted to help them overcome the obstacles, the pain, the rejection, the feeling of fear. It’s my why, I do what I do.