I began communicating with spirits at the age of five. My Grandmother was my best friend and recognized my budding gift. She spent her life hiding her own gift of "tea readings" through the back door of her church. Her prophecy to me was that when I was ready, I would one day walk a great path of helping, assisting others with their healing and to discover their true self and purpose on earth.

 

However, my Grandmother did not speak of the many trials and personal devastation that I would have to encounter along my journey. By the age of 15, I had dropped out of school, was heavily abusing drugs, and living on the streets. I was mean, angry, and looked very old. I hated everyone and everything, including myself. In truth, I could have cared less what happened to anyone, or myself for that matter.

 

That journey on the streets did not last long. One morning after spending a week under the Seattle viaduct bridge, smelling bad and laying in my own vomit, I asked God to please give me a sign. I said to myself, "God, this just cannot be my life." The sign came, in the form of Charlie, a friend I believe was an earth angel. He came to me that afternoon and said that he was told in his dreams to give me all the money he had, and that if he did this, his life would be full. Charlie emptied his pockets. That afternoon I was on a bus headed towards Blaine, Washington, to meet and live with a friend. I put myself back in school, stopped using drugs, and started a job. I was gifted with a new lease on life. I have never forgotten Charlie even though I haven't seen or spoken to him since that last day!

 

I share my story not to shock but to illustrate that my journey to enlightenment began on a dark path, as is often the case with transformational life changes. In the past 35 years since that time, I have experienced and will continue to experience many of life's trials. The difference is now I embrace life's difficulities as vehicles to build upon and gain my own wisdom.  

 

My true spiritual awakening came at the age of 33. I was given a dream of my own death showing me the difference between two possible paths. My angels showed me the path I was on and what was to come, and the path I could take and what I would make of that. There was no question that the second path was the one I wanted. I woke up a different person and again spoke with God. I asked him for the gift of getting to know and love myself. I had spent the bulk of my life pleasing others and now it was time for me to focus on myself and my spiritual core. Simply put, I wanted to know who I was. God has granted me this great gift and gave me the strength to do the work to accept it.

 

In response to my dream I opened Visions Gallery, a spiritual and healing art gallery in 1995. Over the course of the last 17 years, I have studied a great deal of the many different ways  that one must take in order to find that of their truth path. The healing of one's self takes an abundance of love, forgivness and understanding. It is only through this important work that we can travel the path to compassion.  It's a wonderful and enlightening journey that I encourage others to embark on. My personal message to everyone today is to enjoy your life, live to have experiences, love who you were born to be and stop and smell the flowers!

 

 

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