My journey into mediumship, came about through several converging life experiences, which left me on my knees reeling. Out of this time, came introspection, and determination.
Immersed with an innate hunger to understand and connect to others. I headed along my community library, and over the next while immersed myself in as many autobiographies from everywhere and anywhere as I could get my hands on and life moved on.
Fast forward to 2006. Talking to an acquaintance; we were both blown away, when I began sharing personal information provided by their close passed over relative.
Through the impromptu medium experience, I was able to experience first-hand the peace, love, and healing that came from these beautiful two-way messages. During this time, I was studying psychology, and not long after word got out in the spirit world that I was "active," and I began to get inundated with longing souls. A choice came:
1. Carry on and achieve a marketing degree.
2. Fess up, roll up my sleeves, share life healing messages.
The final decision came after a heart to heart with my children, when asking for considerations they had about having their mother break out of the "medium closet" coming back with the green light to go for it. The pictures were taken, business cards printed, website went online, ads went in the paper, the MBS expo was booked, the doors were well and truly opened. Life with spirit settled down nicely, all was on track, and in order of where it was meant to be.
In 2009 after being out of the “medium closet” for over a year, it occurred to me someone had to be spiritually working alongside me. Sitting down I focused in on "whoever was working with me to please come forward".
Out of a spiritual hallway, a male with long white hair and beard, strode purposefully towards me with long white robes billowing about him. The man in white sat down in front of me, and leaning his arms over his knees, he peered wordlessly at me from across wire rim glasses he had perched on the end of his nose and with that I immediately felt a glow spread across my heart, i immediately recognised the glow as the glow I'd experienced since i was a teenage, smiling at the man in white, he smiled back, i told him if ever there was a Moses type character it was surely him, he reply was one that told me I could call him Aaron.
Aaron shared poem with me that turned out to be a sort of graduation gift. The poem explained the journey through all into mediumship. It seemed, as I'd been preoccupied with making my way through the life experiences I'd had in-front of me, Aaron unbeknownst to me had been patiently waiting on the side-lines observing all. His poem brought home to me; whatever is in front of us, we never truly walk alone.
She walks among you as you are and as you will
She has seen the darkness as it did run about
And torment her so
Underdog of the unloved
Laid low to the bones to the pain of it all
Give up not, hang on, hold-fast
The winds of change did blow their mighty blow
And loud, did the fire burn
Until it was done, and all but burned out
Then came the time of quiet,
In which to pick up the pieces of remain
And walk did she again
Hungered was she
For the very purpose and echoes of the pain that did lay scattered about her
And it was then she could do naught but ask
'What of all the others?"
"What of them?"
"What have they been going through?"
Intense was her need to know
Bathed she did amongst many pages of books of women and men alike
Journeying alongside them in the baring of our most richest
Most dedicated of souls
Garnished through the inward became she to their beauty
Understanding did rush out to meet her
Close became she now in bond
Insight did come
It swelled and did bloom
Then came the knowing
Could she see
All the strands were timely
Were meant to be
Furnished, and now ready
Understanding the key
Purpose built by design