One thing I have learned about psychic development is that it is available to anyone.
We ALL have psychic abilities! Some have strengths in certain areas but anyone is
welcome to learn how to tap into their intuitions and there are many development
groups that welcome newbies with open arms. I have been so fortunate in my spiritual
journey to have crossed paths with many influential people.
Now, I know that my story is not going to be like yours. I had an unusual upbringing and
I grew up living in a cemetery and that isn’t something that happens to many people.
However I don’t think this was accidental in my journey. I recently gave my cousin a
spirit reading. She said that when she told her Mom, my Dad’s sister, that I was doing a
spirit reading for her she said her response was that it didn’t surprise her one bit. She
then proceeded to tell a story about me when I was five that I had never heard before!
What? I called my Dad and was like, what the heck is this story about? He laughed and
said, “I just told that story to someone the other day”. Ummm, hello? I think it would
have been nice to know because it would have helped me make some sense of my
unusual abilities in life.
Apparently when I was five I wanted to have a ‘camp out’ in the chapel that was on the
first floor of our house. I cannot even fathom myself ‘wanting’ to sleep in the chapel
because I was always so scared of that room! This might have been why… He said I
wasn’t afraid of things when I was very young. I think this is true of many young
children, when you don’t know the difference between what is ‘normal’ and what isn’t
you have a more carefree attitude about life. Have you ever had a small child mention
seeing someone that isn’t there? Maybe they wave to someone or a baby smiles and
laughs and no one can see what or who they are laughing at? So, I guess this story
takes place when I was too young to be scared by these types of things. My Dad said
he helped me make my little bed downstairs and I’m sure I had my cat to sleep with me.
He said he went upstairs to watch TV and sometime during the night I came trudging up
the stairs with my blanket, ticked off and he asked what’s the matter with me. I say, “I
can’t get any sleep because those people won’t stop talking!” He says, “What people?” I
point downstairs and say, “Those people downstairs!”
I also had an ‘imaginary friend’ when I was very small. I don’t remember this either. My
parents overheard me talking to someone and they would ask me who I was talking to.
The family joke became the story about my imaginary friend whose name was Chopyup
Pop. Hmmm, that’s an unusual name for an imaginary friend!
Living in a cemetery means that I was witness to many, many funerals. As an
empathetic person that made me feel very sad. Oftentimes as I was walking from my
bus stop to my house I would see people huddled around a gravesite dressed in dark
clothing, comforting each other and crying. I would try to be as polite as I could, be quiet
and as transparent as possible out of respect for the grieving. Can you imagine how
many grieving people I have witnessed in my 10 young years of living there? It’s no
wonder I feel a need to bring some sort of comfort to others, even to this day. In addition
to funerals there were many visitors as well. I would watch them and of course my heart
would hurt for them. In my adulthood it has been pointed out several times to me, “Julie,
you are so sensitive!”. Well, yes I am and I think that should be revered as a good
quality and I’m proud of my sensitive soul. I’ve learned that being overly sensitive is a
sign of being psychic.
I would have to say that the first influential person in my life regarding this
spiritual journey would have been my Grandpa.
I didn’t realize it at the time but in the last few years his influence has really taken me
down this path. And he has been gone almost 15 years! My Grandpa was very
interested in psychic development and even participated in study groups about Edgar
Cayce who was a famous psychic from the early 1900’s. Whenever I was sick my
Grandpa would tell me that my mind was very powerful and that I should say over and
over to myself, “I will heal thyself”. He would talk to me about energy and how it can
heal and he would ask me if I could feel the energy from his hands. I actually COULD
feel it. He would run his hands down my energy field, not touching me and would try to
heal me. He also used his pendulum for just about everything including making
decisions about what to buy at the grocery store! He would clear our chakras and I
would just think, ‘That’s a pretty rock’. My Mom gave me his pendulum and it is very
special to me to have this amethyst crystal which I’m sure still has his energy stored
somewhere inside of it. When I learned how to use a pendulum I thought it would be
cool to use his but I found out that I needed to find one of my own. I have his pendulum
on a necklace and often wear it. My Grandpa had his own business after he retired. I
remember seeing all the boxes of crystals and jewelry in his basement office. His
company was called P.E.P. (Pyramid Energy Products). He sold his products in
metaphysical bookstores 30-35 years ago. He was so interested in energy, especially
pyramid energy that he built a pyramid shed out in his backyard! He and my Grandma
liked to travel and once they went to Egypt and they visited the Great Pyramids.
think my Grandpa taught me a lot about death.
I remember when I lost my great-grandpa at age eleven. I was so heartbroken and my
Grandpa walked me up to the casket. He stood there with me and said, “This is not your
grandfather. It is the shell that is left of him.” He explained to me that his spirit had
moved on to a better place. He often told me things about reincarnation and I really
didn’t know what to make of it. He told me how he had lived all these past lives and that
this was his last one and that he was going to move on to do something different. He
would tell me about his conversations with his ‘higher self’ and you can only imagine my
confusion. Not everyone liked to hear his stories but he would talk to those who would
listen.
My Grandpa once told me that he had lived a very full life and that he was very proud of
his large family. He said that he wasn’t afraid of dying and that I shouldn’t be sad when
he did. He said he looked forward to dying because he knew he would be going to a
beautiful place. My Grandpa lived to be 91 years old. He unfortunately went blind and
deaf at the end and his memory failed him. I remember he never took medication and
aside from eye surgeries had never been in the hospital. He developed pneumonia and
passed quickly in the hospital. I did not cry when I found out, I did not cry at his wake
until the final moments when I knew I would never see his physical body again. I am a
very emotional person and it was very unusual for me not to cry because I loved my
grandfather very much. However he had prepared me for his death somehow and I
knew that he had lived a full life and that he wouldn’t want me to be sad for him so I
tried to honor his wishes.
recently felt his influence to learn more about crystals and energy healing. My
brother and I had a conversation about this and my brother said he has always felt his
influence as well. My brother lives out west and often works at the large gem shows and
makes his own jewelry from crystals and gems. My Dad always had an interest in gems
and crystals and when I started taking classes and learning more we had a family
crystal shopping day! In addition to crystals that help with chakras, I have also learned
to use crystals to help me during my spirit readings.
I thought that maybe I could resurrect my grandpa’s business, somehow.
I told my Mom one day and she said that sounded like a neat idea. Of course not having
a clue how I would accomplish this we went on with our day. We were visiting family and
my Mom found one of those dimes, our sign from Grandpa. Later that evening she was
cleaning out some cabinets to do some painting and low and behold found my
grandpa’s business card! It had to be 30 years old! She sent me a text with a picture of
it and said, Look what I found. So I believe in signs and after much searching and
wondering how and what I could do, I decided to start this blog to share the things I
learn about these various topics. I also wanted to share products and information with
others. I think my Grandpa would be proud that I am in my own way, carrying on his
legacy and love of learning.
Do you have someone who has been influential in your spiritual journey? Do you
have any childhood stories or interesting family stories that can’t seem to be
explained? Do you have any interest in psychic development or energy healing?
“If knowing something got you where you needed to go, you’d be there already. Put your
hand to your heart, take a deep breath in…listen to your heart. It knows.”
― Eileen Anglin
