This was my very first time doing mediumship in a conscious way; in an hour-long workshop at a psychic fair. The rest of the day I felt like I was glowing. I felt like I was on track. I was 19 years old, living in Oslo, Norway at the time, but I knew that mediumship would play a big part in my life. Whenever someone asks me when I first realized I was a medium, this is the moment I think back to. But of course, the answer is usually more complicated than that. It wasn't a big shock for me to find out that I could connect to dead people.
I dove head first into books on meditation and divination. Lady C's friend Frannie, also a medium, came to stay while I was there. Frannie gave me a book she had written about her experience communicating with a little boy who had drowned. She also gave me two of her guided meditation cassettes that involved connecting with angels. I was also introduced to the book "The Mists of Avalon", and once I finished it, I was propelled into the world of Wicca and neo-paganism.
Throughout that time I still managed to be completely ignorant of just how sensitive I myself was to energy (leading to a psychiatric diagnosis), but that is a whole other story that I promise to share in one of my next posts.
For now, I hope you all have a lovely week.
P.S. This Saturday I will be at another psychic fair, offering readings! It's the Yule Metaphysical fair in Corvallis, Oregon, and admission to the fair is free! On Sunday I will be doing another mediumship audience reading in Portland, Oregon. I hope to see some of you there!