As early as my young childhood I remember always being curious about the supernatural, paranormal, and mysticism in general. I seemed to be drawn with curiosity about the unseen, or what one would term as the occult.
That seems to be such a scary word. It is only the mystery behind the magic of an unexplainable, unbelievable, universe of possibilities through faith and practices.
Growing up believing in God and attending church services and the youth groups, which I loved. That still did not stop me from experiencing unexplainable happenings in my youth.
I was experiencing visitations, hearing direct voice phenomena, along with some astral traveling and I had no answers and no one to ask. So, my curiosity set me on my quest to find knowledge and understanding for these unexplainable occurrences happening in my life.
As time had passed, I came to find out that my grandmother had told family members that I “had the gift”. This was not revealed to me until long after her death and I was now in my middle ages of life.
Apparently, the so-called gift had run in my family. What was funny about this was that I had already begun offering spiritual psychic readings and was known as a psychic medium and had followed my path to become an ordained spiritualist minister.