Where Does My Story Begin?
Where does my story begin? I’ve had so many lives in this lifetime. Like a cat with nine lives, but a dog. Definitely a dog. Actually an OCD, ADHD, traumatized adult. Does that sound familiar? I’ve been dulling myself and my pain for years.
The year I turned 30, I was in a relationship with an abusive male… who I happened to run into last year. 10 years after we broke up. 10 years after my mom’s tragic passing. and during the time of one of the deepest healing phases that I have ever been through.
30 years old. In an abusive relationship. Masking my pain with drugs + alcohol. I started to have my first spiritual awakening. I believed in psychics and mediums. In fact, I was fascinated by them. I watched Sylvia Browne and Chip Coffey on TV, but I never knew that I had any gifts.
I was taking a shower one morning before work. I had a random thought pop in my head, “Jessica, tell your mom I love her and I’m sorry I wasn’t there for her.” Before I could finish thinking how weird it was that I was talking to myself that way, I knew what had happened and who it was.
I called my mom and told her that story. She told me she had received that message years ago but had thought it was from her brother Mike. I told her I KNEW that it was Mark.
My mom passed tragically eight months later. I was able to deliver a healing message to her before she passed. Before I knew what my gifts were or how to use them. Before I called myself a Medium.
At the age of 30, while in the middle of an abusive relationship and lots of alcohol and drug addiction… Spirit wanted me to wake up, but when they tried to wake me up they scared me. They didn’t mean to, which I later found out from Lynn Cottrell when I studied in England several years later.
I guess that leads us into our next story about how spirit scared me and I had no clue how to learn about my gifts. I was really scared by my next experience with spirit.
Much Love + Positive Vibes.
