In 1998 I was living in a little cabin in the forest in Southern California. I was an art student at the time and I had taken to staplegunning my artwork to the walls because it seemed like all the framed artwork kept falling down in the night. This was the beginning of a long period of change for me. The staplegunned canvases were inexplicably ripped off the walls each morning. I was convinced that we were being haunted. We moved back down to the valley and into a little apartment where I put as many blessed crucifixes as I could find on the walls, just in case. What happened instead was the electrical appliances started burning out. The electrical had to be replaced down the entire side of the apartment. Things began to disappear in the night and reappear somewhere else that no one would think to put it. They weren’t lost, but obviously repositioned as if to call attention to themselves. For awhile I thought we had a poltergeist until I read somewhere that many manifestations of poltergeist activity were actually uncontrolled telekinesis. When I understood that I was trying to tell myself that I was changing, the nighttime drama stopped and the ‘power surges’ only happened when I was extremely emotional and the lightbulbs would burn out or items would break around me.

 

I also began to dream about places I had never been. I began to remember lifetimes stretching back over 11,000 years. I would wake up with words of other languages in my head and I looked them up with some difficulty so I could figure out what they meant and what part of the world they were from. When I woke up I thought I must have lost my mind, the thoughts that were in my head and what I heard about myself. I couldn’t tell my partner or my family because I thought I’d wind up in an asylum. But then people started showing up in my life and telling me they had been looking for me, that they knew who I was and why I was here. These people were from different walks of life and they didn’t know each other which really helped validate what I was hearing.

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Over time teachers came and shared with me those things which I was able to learn. It wasn’t everything they knew by any means but whatever they gave that I held onto, I am so happy to share. For years I was fairly quiet. Leas, my most beloved friend and teacher had worried if people knew who she was, they would kill her. So I waited. The beautiful teachers I had have passed from this earth. They are forever safe and live in my heart. 

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In addition to the training provided by my spiritual teachers I am also a certified Transformational Life Coach and Human Design Coach.

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