As a small child, I had experiences that led me to believe that there was more to this earthly existence than accomplishing mundane tasks in an ordinary way. When I grew older, I was very curious and I started to explore the many dreams and insights I had throughout my childhood. I had many intuitive flashes and a knowing of things to come. I thought everyone had intuitive instances and didn’t think that they were special in any way.
When I was sixteen, my curiosity peaked and I started the journey into spirituality with resistance from my family and friends. I knew that my experiences were very real and that to ignore them would be to surrender to mass consciousness and deny who I am. Stubbornly I persisted in going my own way and explored my own personal belief system that resonated within.
Exploring any opportunity to improve and grow, I went to classes and seminars and I learned many holistic modalities, which included Reiki, reflexology, and massage. I also attended spiritual gatherings, drumming circles, and traveled to sacred sites. In my travels, I met many like-minded people who wrote books about their own spiritual paths. As I read these books, I discovered they had similar experiences and I began to understand the incidents that permeated my memories. These authors put a name to what I thought were dreams, validated them, and made them real. I grew to admire their courage and convictions; I wanted to be that.