The presenter asked us all to close our eyes and take a moment to mentally ask our partner's loved ones in spirit to connect with us. My partner, a middle-aged woman, sat across from me. I closed my eyes and immediately I felt this woosh of energy, as if I was being lifted or stretched upwards. Then, in my mind's eye, I saw a man. He was like a bear; big and tall, with dark hair. When I mentally asked him for more info about who he was to my partner, he proceeded to give me the most mind-blowing feeling of love for this woman. The feeling was so overwhelming, I felt high on it. I shared everything I was sensing with my partner, and she in turn, through tears, told me that this was her husband. Before the workshop ended I had this incredible urge to hug her; not for me, and not for her, but for him.
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.
You see, I was always interested in anything to do with the world of woo-woo when I was younger. When I was a child I loved everything to do with fantasy: dragons, witches, and fairies were my favorite. Then, when I was 12 years old I went to visit my dad in Florida for a few months, where he lived with a woman named Lady Christopher. Lady C was an animal communicator who went on boats to communicate with wild dolphins and whales. She was a healer. She was a psychic and medium. Her house was filled with exotic rescued animals, and two wolf-dogs. It was like one big magical party. My soul said yes to all of it.
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.
When I went back to Norway, still 12 years old, that whole world of spirituality became my whole world. I steeped in it for years, always searching for more, though becoming a medium was never a goal I had set for myself specifically. I just knew that I had to move closer in this direction: the pull was too strong.
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!
Welcome! I am a 30-something Medium and Animal Communicator. I am originally from Norway, but am currently living in Oregon, USA. This blog is to give you some insight into my life and work, as well as share tips, and some of my photography. Enjoy!