•The Road So Far•

March 25, 2024 | Full Moon

I was…

(*cue Carry on my Wayward Son by Kansas*)

7 years old when I went to bed crying one night. One of the girls in my scout troop was having her birthday a few houses down from us. I was the only one not invited. That night I was visited by an old crone in my dreams who showed me my magic.

13 when I got the first taste of my clairecognizance. My mother coincidentally gifted me my first Tarot deck for Christmas. The cards helped validate the gut feelings and strange notions I would get whenever something big was about to take place.

15 when I was given a psychology assignment that had us keep a dream journal. I shared the details of my vivid dreams. My teacher gave me a D on the assignment. I was told that it wasn’t normal to dream in other languages you didn’t know, to see people you’ve never met before, or to have memories that were not your own. I was scolded for making up short stories rather than writing down my dreams. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized I was dreaming of my various lives.

18 when I discovered that I was a medium. I was visited by my deceased great-grandmother on the closing night of my school play. She had come to caution me about a tragedy I would experience in the days to come but, I would be okay and things would be okay. Three days later, I lost a very close friend of mine to suicide. This became the catalyst for my very first awakening.

19 when my psychic visions began. First in dreams, then in waking premonitions. I saw things within mere hours and days of the incidents occurring. While it scared the crap out of me, my visions gave me hope and sparked just enough curiosity to keep me going in the days and years to come.

20 when I encountered the first spirit of someone I had never met. His name was Adam. At first, he scared the shit out of me. But he kept me company when I felt isolated. This was also the year I realized I was a catalyst for other peoples’ awakenings.

21 when I experienced my first Dark Night of the Soul. I discovered how powerful human emotions were, which resulted in the discovery of energy manipulation. I first learned how to shield and protect myself through instruction in my dreams. I also discovered how capable I was of shattering lightbulbs and frying laptops when I was extremely pissed off.

22 when I met my first spirit guide, Aris. I began astral projecting and learned that the library I had been visiting in my dreams, was the Akashic Records.

23 when I was on the phone with another medium. I was hoping for clarity. I was praying they could finally answer “WHY ME?”. The moment they finished saying their opening prayer, I felt like I was airlifted hundreds of feet into the sky and blinded by what felt like a hundred floodlights. This was when I channeled for the first time.

24 when I fell into a deep depression. I felt like an outcast having abilities like mine. Friends I thought would be there for lifetimes, who vowed to be around come what may, were scared when I would trigger an experience. I felt the full weight of their uncomfortable silence when I would do my best to explain the things I dreamt, saw, or experienced. This was the year of many difficult goodbyes. Five months of depression, grief, and reflection. It didn’t feel like it at the time, but I was shifting a lot of dense energy that had been holding me back for years. While it was the year of many goodbyes, it led to the most important “Hello” of my life. This was the year I met the first person who would see, experience, and accept me–ALL of me, for who I was, am, and had yet to be… and never once tried to change me. This was the year I met the love of my life.

25 when I had my first vision of the world plunging into chaos. I was walking to class when I saw a flash of what was to come. I saw people in grocery stores fighting for supplies and the streets of Chicago empty. Many more of these would come, and I try as I may to warn my loved ones and prepare them for what I had seen… I was met with rolling eyes and disbelief. Unfortunately, it wasn’t until 2020 that I and the world experienced these visions coming to fruition.

26 when I grew tired of being the outcast. I tried to bury my spiritual quirks, and committed to being a full-time art student and a full-time retail worker. I grew monotonous and so out of touch with my body throughout the year. I was ignoring its cries for rest. I wanted to know what it felt like to be “normal”-- I drowned out the cries from my guides. I took on more shifts and courses. On the very first day of my Summer break, I was hospitalized with my second life-threatening health scare. As my body detoxed and healed, I began to listen to her. My dreams came back. My intuition was on fire. And I heard the call… a faint whisper that proliferated into a battle cry. I answered the call hosting my first Sacred Circle.

27 when I met my second guide, Nimue. I discovered I could tap into my and others' past lives. With and, at times, without the use of the Akashic library, I began understanding and connecting the patterns from them to current lifetimes. In between my studies, I immersed myself in the histories and anthologies of various magical practices. The deeper I dove down the rabbit holes, the more I ignited the thirst for more.

29 when the world experienced my visions from 2016 come to fruition. I had my first kundalini awakening which ignited my second spiritual awakening. My body vibrated for a week straight. In the days to immediately follow, I channeled cosmic inter-dimensional beings, called the Cosmic Council of Twelve. Through them, I received massive downloads, upgrades to my abilities, performed my first major house cleansing, assisted in performing not one, but two entity extractions from individuals, and was initiated into intimately working with the Dark Goddess, Hekaté. My knowledge deepened and expanded of not only what was possible, but also what was out “there”. It was also the first time I had people witness what I and my abilities could do in person. While it inspired some, it scared others, giving them a target for public harassment and ridicule.

30 when I found a virtual community of spiritual folx seeking companionship and guidance. I listened to my intuition, and swallowed my fear, ignoring the pain from scars of the years prior that were still fresh. I shared myself and some of my experiences with the world, in hopes it could comfort and enlighten other practitioners and witchy wayward souls! I met some of the most amazing practitioners! I was able to offer guidance, assistance, support, and resources to others in need. This was the year I decided to walk the priestess path and was called to Dragon Medicine.

31 when I experienced my second Dark Night of the Soul. Despite years of pushing it off and thinking it wasn’t for me, I began my Reiki journey. I also became a certified Spiritual Coach and consciously decided to not hold myself and my abilities back any longer. I embraced Dragon Medicine. Embracing myself and my abilities led me to meet some of the most amazing souls… all because I said YES–yes, to myself, my abilities, my potential, my growth and healing.

I am currently halfway through my 32nd year on this planet. I’m a Certified Reiki Master using modalities that involve embodying Shakti and 5 Element Dragon Fire. I provide support to those on their healing and spiritual journeys. I’m an Ordained Sacred Ceremony Facilitator. I embody the Creatrix and relish in the beauty, mystery, and magic in the world around me. In doing so, I bridged the paths to others, like myself who walk the priest/priestess and oracle paths. I seek out community, collaboration, and deep connections wherever I step. I experienced my second Kundalini awakening, and have been receiving messages and downloads from the Cosmic Council of 12, as well as other deities and guides. I get dreams and visions about the world and what’s to come. I respond with openness and understanding rather than reacting out of fear and wounding.

If you’ve made it this far, you must be wondering “WHO gives a flying fuck?” Well, I do. I am stepping out of my comfort zone and opening up myself, sharing some of my experiences in the hopes it helps those who’ve either experienced something similar or know of someone who has.

At an early age, I felt like I wasn’t meant to fit in. But sitting here at 32 years old, I know it doesn’t have to be that way. The moment I started embracing myself and using my abilities to help others on their unique paths was the moment I began finding MY people. So if you're wanting to know more, have a similar tale, and want to connect, or want to work with me because you feel called to, book a session with me!