Feeling Spirit

Spirit has many methods to get a message through to us.  One way I receive messages from Spirit is through sensations, including the feeling of light pressure and the sense of being touched.  I’m not gonna lie, it scared me at first and it made me kind of panicky.  But, now I understand what is happening, I’m communicating with Spirit.

My grandma is the first person I think of when I talk about physically feeling Spirit.  A few days after she passed away, I was woken in the middle of the night by someone pulling my big toe.  I sat up and looked around, thinking it was one of my little boys trying to wake me but, no one was there.  I tried to explain it away and say that maybe I got my toe caught in the sheets or it got snagged in a hole in the comforter.  But, I couldn’t come up with a logical explanation.  (Please note – this happened before I knew about my gifts.)  When I shared this story with my mom, she told me the same thing happened to her the night before.  Then she reminded me of when my grandma told us “When I die, I’m going to come back as a ghost and pull your toes when you’re sleeping.  Then you’ll never get to sleep with one foot hanging out of the covers again.”  Mean, right?  Well, that’s my grandma for you and she stuck to what she said.  SCORE – Me & Mom: 0, Grandma: 2.

In addition to Grandma playing “This Little20206372_1752714878079464_1058866135_n Piggy” with me from the otherside, I have also felt Spirit:

  • touch my hair
  • sit on my bed
  • rest a hand on my shoulder and on back
  • shake my bed
  • and so on…

However, touch isn’t the only way Spirit communicates by way of sensations.  Sometimes, Spirit will communicate how they passed away or an illness they may have suffered from by sharing physical discomfort in an area of my body that bothered them.

I recently had a meeting with someone and I felt pressure and tightness in the middle of my chest from a male, father-like energy.  This gave me the impression of a heart attack.  I asked the woman if she knew a father-like male that passed away from a heart attack and it turned out her father did.  On my way to another meeting, I felt like my lungs were tight and there was pressure on them.  When I arrived to the reading I asked if anyone knew someone who passed from fluid on their lungs.  One of the two women immediately raised her hand and said that her grandfather had fluid on his lungs when he died.

Thanks to physical sensations, you may also sense when Spirit is around but, I’ll go further into that another time.  Spirit has many ways they let us know when they are around and sensations are just one of the many.

Did You Hear That?

20227235_1752709784746640_1677857769_nI’m sure my family and friends were so glad when I finally embraced my gift because I stopped asking them “Did you hear that?” as much as I used to.  I’ve always heard things that others didn’t.  However, it has only been in recent years that I realized that I’m not crazy but instead, those mystery sounds I’ve been hearing my whole life are from Spirit.  The sounds range from the haunted house variety to the comforting and loving kind.

Let’s get the spooky stuff out of the way first.  Hearing my name yelled in the middle of the night by spirit has woken me from deep sleep.  Hearing creepy little kid laughter, like from the movies but, there are no kids around.  Footsteps down the hall in the middle of the night, with no one to make them.  Whistling day and night and no one in the house is whistling.  The sound of people having a conversation in the same room as me, when I’m alone.  Something similar to a radio playing, when there isn’t one on.  One of my least favorites is hearing a whisper in my ear and turning to find no one there.  The sound of large boxes dropping off a high shelf with no evidence of anything falling.  I could go on and on.

Now, the lovey stuff… When I do readings, I hear Spirit tell me names, places, words, sing songs, etc.  Whatever message Spirit is trying to share, they will use sounds to help get the message across to me so that I may share it with their loved ones.  Right now, Spirit will usually just say one or two words at a time and communicate more visually but, not always.

I do love it when Spirit gives me names.  I can’t guarantee I’ll pronounce them right but, I try.  Once a Spirit told me the name Beatrice but she pronounced it “BEE-AT-tris”.  When I told the woman I was reading the name, I made the mistake of pronouncing it “BEE-a-tris”.  Well, Spirit quickly corrected me by saying “No, no, no… BEE-AT-TRIS.”  I quickly corrected myself and told the woman.  She yelled with joy and began to laugh.  She said it was her grandmother’s name and she insisted it be said that way.  That was one of my most memorable moments so far.

Hearing from Spirit used to scare me.  However, since I began sharing my gift, I am now able to see the peace and love that these messages can bring to so many people and that makes it totally worth it.

Seeing is Believing

20217167_1752699054747713_1461176279_nI was just a little girl when I had one of my first Spirit sightings.  I was sleeping at the neighbor’s house.  She was my mom’s best friend and she lived alone since her husband passed away.  I couldn’t sleep because I felt something watching me from the shadows on the other side of the room.  I pulled the covers over my head and closed my eyes tight as I tried to wish the scary thing away.  After some time passed, I built up the courage to peek over the covers just to find the scary thing at the foot of the bed.  It looked like a man-sized, green bookworm wearing a red fedora with a red feather sticking out of it.  Weird, right!?!  I pulled the covers back over my head.  However, I started to feel claustrophobic and had a hard time breathing.  So, I lifted the covers a bit on the side of the bed to let some fresh air in.  That’s when I saw a man wearing slacks with dress shoes next to the bed.  I only saw his bottom half because I didn’t lift the covers all the way up.  That’s when I screamed.   My mom and her best friend ran in and the man was gone.

I’ve seen many different things, thanks to Spirit.  Sometimes it’s a spirit on the side of the interstate.  Sometimes it’s a short movie clip from someone else’s life.  Spirit has even shown me written words and numbers, images of people and things, symbols and so on.

In addition, to symbols, words, images and “movie” clips, I also see actual Spirit at times.  Now, I don’t usually see them as clearly as I would see you because I don’t see them with my physical eyes but, I see them with my spiritual eye.  I guess some would say I see them with my third eye.  Spirits aren’t exactly transparent but, they aren’t usually solid.  To give you an idea of what I mean, take a moment and close your eyes.  Picture in your mind a flower.  Get a good, clear picture of that flower.  Now open your eyes and picture that same flower on a blank wall.  The flower obviously isn’t there but, you can probably still see it with your mind and not your eyes.  Although Spirit communicates with me through visuals, it’s just one of the many ways that I receive messages from the other-side.

Communicating with Spirit

20272152_1752680074749611_1859187205_nPeople often wonder exactly how I communicate with Spirit.  It’s pretty hard to explain but, I’ll do my best.  I receive messages from Spirit with sight, sound, physical sensations, knowledge, and/or smell.

Some of my connections, like my ability to see Spirit, have been around for as long as I can remember.  The way I see them and what they show me has developed over the years.  I don’t just see people but, I’m also shown images, movie clips, snippets from someone’s life and even scenes from my own life from time to time.

When I first heard Spirit, I didn’t know what it was and where it was coming from. I’m sure my husband was sick of me waking him up in the middle of the night asking him if he heard what I heard.  Worst part for him was when I begged him to go through the whole house, checking on the kids and making sure all the doors were locked every time I heard something.  Sorry Honey!  However, like my ability to see Spirit, my ability to hear Spirit has also evolved.  Now, I don’t just hear bumps in the night.  I hear Spirit when they speak to me.

Yes, by physical sensations I do mean I felt something touch me.  Also, I can feel discomfort and/or pressure in areas that have affected Spirit when they were living.  Sometimes the feelings reflect a person I’m sharing messages with.  (Please don’t worry, I don’t ever feel in danger.)

When I say I communicate with Spirit by way of knowledge, what I mean is I just know.  By no means am I saying that I know everything.  However, there are a lot of times that I just know something about someone and there is no way I could.

Scent is not the most common way that I communicate with the other side but, it does happen.  Have you ever smelt perfume that belonged to your long lost grandmother and there is no reason why you should be smelling it? Or have you smelled your deceased grandfather’s favorite flavored pipe smoke with nothing around that could smell like it?  Someone is trying to let you know that they are around.

If you have had any of these experiences, then you probably understand.  If you haven’t, don’t worry, I’ll think of more ways to explain it and I’ll post again soon.  I’ll also share some actually events that happened involving these connections.  Stay tuned!

I See Dead People

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWhen I decided to come out of the Psychic Closet I had no idea how to go about doing it.  So, I did what most people do, I Googled it.  I found that most spiritual sensitive people were just as stumped as me when it came to telling others about their gifts.  Although I fully believed in my abilities, I was not comfortable using words like “psychic” and “medium” when describing myself.  Honestly, I’m still getting used to it.  So, how do I tell them?  Well, I prayed for help.

Spirit helped me in ways that often made “coming out” easier for me.  Some people found out about my gifts because I had messages for them from their loved ones who have crossed over.  For example, a woman decided to join a home business I was a part of.  She invited me to her house to help her understand the company website.  When I was there, Spirit was active and definitely had something to say.  I didn’t tell her though because I didn’t know her well enough to know how she would react.  However, Spirit had other plans.  I was given a message for this woman that was repeated to me over the next week.  It go to the point that it was driving me crazy.  So, I called her and told her about my gift and the message I had for her.  Luckily she was very open-minded and believed in people having gifts like mine.  She was so grateful for me being courageous enough to share her message from Spirit.  Soon after coming out to her, I began meeting with her, her family and her friends.  That led to me getting requests from people I didn’t know.  That is when I knew it was time to tell my family and friends who were not aware of me being a Spiritual Sensitive.  However, I still wasn’t sure how to tell them.  So, I listened to Spirit and told people when it felt right.

Here’s a great example of knowing when it was right:  I have an amazing, long-time, childhood friend that I had to tell over the phone because she lives overseas.  Somehow, one of our phone calls went into the direction that allowed me to work in Spirit.  That led to me “coming out” to her.  She is skeptical and I knew that it would affect our conversation.  However, she is totally supportive of my gift and has only shown me love and kindness.

My husband and I decided together when to tell family members that didn’t know.  We knew that some of them do not believe in “this stuff” but, out of respect we felt we should tell them ourselves before they found out from others.  We weren’t surprised when some doubted everything we said and even suggested medical attention.  I told them “You do not need to believe in me or even support me.  That’s not why we’re telling you.  We wanted to tell you ourselves because we didn’t want you to hear about it from someone else.”  They shrugged their shoulders and moved on with the evening and never mentioned it again.  This is completely fine.  I never want to shake anyone’s faith or try to convince people to believe in me.  Either you do, or you don’t and I’m fine with both as long as you show me the same respect I show you.

So, when you decide to come out of the Psychic Closet, take your time and pray.  Ask God for help.  Expect that some people will think you are nuts, some will support you, some will fear you and some will reject you.  But, as long as you are strong in your faith and you believe in yourself, you’ll be fine.

Feeling Blessed

I was recently asked if I ever feel blessed to have my gift.  If I was asked that same question a few years ago, I would have immediately said “NO!”  I felt cursed most of my life seeing and hearing things that I couldn’t explain.  When I shared my experiences with others, they thought I was crazy.  So, I began to see myself as crazy too.  However, now, I see my sensitivity to Spirit as a blessing in so many ways.  First, I believe it’s my gift from God, no matter what others say.  Second, I have met so many wonderful people thanks to my ability and gained so many great friendships too.  Third, I’ve received overwhelming LOVE since I’ve embraced my spiritual connections.  Let me explain…

I am amazed that God has chosen to give me to receive the ability to connect with spirits.  ME?  WHAT!?!  I know, right?  I’m just a girl from Hawaii who is living out her dream of marrying the love of her life and raising our awesome kids.  Now that I’ve shared my gift, some call me “The Stay-at-Homeblessed Medium” and others call me “The Psychic Housewife”.  Hahaha!  Crazy, right?  I’m still wrapping my brain around it all.  God gives us each a gift to share with others.  Yes, you too have a God-given gift.  No, my gift isn’t an amazing singing voice (don’t ask me to prove it, you’ll regret it).  My gift definitely is not genius (which is obvious each time I try to help my kids with their homework).  However, God did gift me with the ability to communicate with spiritual beings.  I definitely feel blessed, never worthy but, always blessed.   

Second, my spiritual gift has helped me make some awesome connections and meet wonderful people.  Sure, some people are drawn to me just because of my gift.  But, I’ve made some great friends thanks to my abilities.  I’ve been able to find likeminded people who share in my beliefs and some even have similar experiences.  There’s nothing better than finding your tribe.  Many of my new friendships will last a lifetime.

Third, the love I get and feel because of my gift is overwhelming at times but, in a good way.  It is love after all.  When I found God and later accepted this unbelievable gift from Him, the love I felt and continue to feel from Him, is unconditional and endless.  God has this love for all of us.  We just have to find our way to Him.  That love is something I hope everyone will find one day.  But it’s not just God’s love that I’m honored to experience but, it’s also the love I witness when I connect people with their departed loved ones.  I am grateful to share in the experience of seeing love cross over from the spiritual world to the physical.  I’ve seen, first hand, that love never dies.  How awesome is that!  Who wouldn’t feel blessed?

Life is all about perception.  My abilities haven’t changed but, how I view them has.  Keeping my gift hidden just enforced that “crazy” feeling.  Sharing my gift has brought me so much happiness.  Embrace your God-given gifts and share them, as we are meant to and you too will feel blessed.

Wishing My Gift Away

20217378_1752648648086087_582475349_nPeople often tell me how they wished they had my gift.  They wish they could sense and communicate with Spirit.  Usually it’s because they want fame, money or their own TV show.  Hey, to each their own.  However, I never wanted any of that.  I didn’t even want my gift for most of my life.

It is very difficult growing up seeing people others don’t.  Imagine a small child trying to tell you that they hear someone you don’t hear.  They insist that they see a person that you can’t see.  You most likely would think they were imagining things.  If they were persistent, you’d think that child was a little off his rocker.  Now, imagine being that child and everyone ignoring you and making you feel crazy.  Imagine having these gifts as a teenager.  Throw in raging hormones, high school drama and the fear of someone finding out about your visions and the voices in your head.  Not so fun, huh?

When I went to college, it was a struggle being around so many people at one time, all the time.  I struggled for two years.  Finally, one night, I prayed for the first time.  I asked that God help me.  I begged God to let me know that there was a purpose for my supernatural experiences or to at least take them away.  Just then I felt this warm wave of peace wash over me. Then I could feel four people, one by one, sit along the edge of the bed I was laying on but, I saw no one there.  I smiled and for the first time in a long time, I felt safe.  Weird, right?  But, I had the best night’s sleep that night and I woke up believing in God.  I had a new outlook on life.

Not long after college, I married and started having children.  Oddly enough with my children, my gifts grew.  Soon a TV show started about a medium and her stories were so similar to mine that I was shocked.  I started thinking that I might be a medium too.  So, I read on it and prayed on it.  Again, I began to pray to God asking Him to take this all away, “Dear God, if this is a gift, I cannot handle it.  I’m not strong enough.  I’m not worthy.  Please take it away.”  It was a prayer I repeated many times.  As I shared with you before, it was this prayer that started a conversation with a Spirit that made me realize that this curse was not a curse but my purpose.  From that point on, I feel blessed and honored to have my abilities and to share them with you.  I hope to help as many people I am able to and share my love for God with them.  It’s just one more reason why I am sharing my journey among spirits.

Developing My Spiritual Gifts

20269997_1752634384754180_628801092_nWhen I finally accepted my spiritual gifts, I was in a rush to learn fast and eager to help people.  Unfortunately, that is not how it works but, that didn’t stop me from trying.  The truth is, I’m still developing my gift.  I’m always growing and learning and that’s what this blog is all about.

There is not much free information out there about learning how to understand your spiritual gifts.  If you do find something, it is usually a class, a system or a program that costs more than I’d like to spend.  I did pay for a couple of webinars in the beginning and I don’t regret it, because I learned some basic information that way.  However, paying to learn how to develop my God-given gift just never felt right to me.

In addition to the few webinars I “attended”, I also met with a close friend quite often to just talk about my experiences and what I sensed.  She helped me realize I needed to stop overthinking and I needed to listen to the voices in my head.  It sounds crazy but it worked.

I sensed that I should meet with people.  So, that’s what I did.  First I sat with people within my close circle of friends and family.  Then those friends and family told their friends and family about me.  Then people I didn’t know wanted to sit with me.  I was being called a “medium” and/or a “psychic”.  Although I didn’t feel comfortable with those labels, I didn’t protest them because based on the definitions it was the best way to describe me.  My meetings with people began to be called “readings”.  Again, although calling those meetings “readings” felt weird, I didn’t correct people.

I learned a lot from each meeting I had.  Not only did I learn to distinguish between my own thoughts and what Spirit was telling me but I learned to stop overanalyzing the information I was receiving.  Those messages aren’t for me.  They are for the person I am sharing them with.  So, they don’t have to mean anything to me but, they are supposed to mean something to them.

After a while I had the feeling that I needed to do more than just “readings” to help people.  So, I had planned to go to the priest at the church my family attended, not only to tell him about my gifts but for spiritual guidance.  When I met with the priest, it did not go as I expected because it ended with my family no longer attending the church.  It may have been a negative experience but, I now know that it was a necessary part of my journey.

Ironically, my talk with the priest helped me meet another medium.  Strange right?  Honestly, because of that experience, I found someone else like me.  She opened my eyes to so much and she helped me understand why some things I learned on my own didn’t feel right to me.   She told me to listen to Spirit but, that I was right to question them.  She said I should always question what comes through.  So, I do just that, I listen with caution.

If there was any advice I would give to someone wanting to understand or develop their gifts it would be this…

  1. PRAY!!!  I believe that spiritual gifts are just that, a GIFT from God.  So, pray to Him and ask Him for guidance.
  2. Follow your gut and listen to the little voice in your head but, with caution.  As crazy as that may sound, it worked for me.
  3. This is YOUR journey, no one else’s.  It won’t be like anyone else’s and it’s not supposed to be.
  4. You are never done learning.

I’ll be praying for all of you to find peace in your gifts.  Best of luck on your journey!

Are Spiritual Gifts Hereditary?


My grandmother holding my mother.

I absolutely believe that spiritual gifts can be hereditary.  My grandmother was the first person to tell me that I have a gift and that she and others in our family did too.

I didn’t grow up with my grandmother in my life but, we reunited in my early twenties.  During one of our first conversations she shocked me when she told me that I have “the gift”.  At first, I thought the same thing that most people thought of me when I shared my spiritual experiences, “She’s crazy!”.  However, after my grandmother told me about things that had happened to her and other relatives, I started to believe her because they were so similar to my own experiences.  I was so glad to hear that others, especially family members, knew what it was like to see things other people didn’t. I finally had someone to relate to.

Over the next few years, my grandmother gave me tips on how to spiritually protect myself and how to handle what was happening to me.  Although I was still having trouble completely believing that I had a gift, I enjoyed the relationship we were developing.  My grandmother was a fan of a couple of popular TV mediums and I began to watch their shows with her.  Those shows really opened my eyes.

Unfortunately, my time with my grandmother was cut short just a few years after we reconnected.  After her passing I dropped any thought of me having a gift and I began to focus on the young family my husband and I were growing.  But, it wasn’t long before my interest was peaked again because my children started to tell me about seeing people that others couldn’t.

I believe that children are able to sense more spiritual signs than adults.  This is how I think of it, young children are innocent and haven’t been taught that “it’s just their imagination” quite yet.  They are more open to the world and to it’s possibilities.  So, I’m not saying that my children have gifts, that’s yet to be known.  I’m not negating their experiences but I’m also not encouraging them.  Only time will tell.  In addition, I do not think that gifts have to be hereditary in order for someone to have them.  God works in mysterious ways and I believe anything is possible.  However, remember, I’m still learning as I go along my journey among spirits.

How I Discovered My Gift

20217181_1752615018089450_1396390960_nDiscovering my gift took time, and it took others telling me that I had a gift before I even considered the possibility. It wasn’t until I reconnected with my grandmother in my twenties, that I was introduced to the idea of my experiences being a gift instead of a curse.  Then, it was my family and friends that helped me embrace it.

My grandmother moved in with mother when I was in college.  I was able to build a relationship with her during my visits home. During one of our first conversations she told me “You have the Gift.”  Her comment was out of the blue and took me by surprise, especially since I didn’t know her that well.  However, after years of visiting with my grandmother, she helped me understand a few things about what she called “my gift”.  My grandmother also told me about psychics and mediums but, I still hadn’t accepted that I had abilities.

After my grandmother passed away a few years later, I didn’t think much about my “gift” and I focused on my young family.  However, that didn’t stop my experiences. To feel “normal” I started watching paranormal television shows.  Then a TV reality show about a Medium opened up my mind again.  Her stories and experiences were so similar to mine, it was hard to ignore but, I did my best.

Around the same time, I met another mom who was interested in the paranormal.  I felt comfortable enough to tell her about a few of my spiritual experiences.  My new friend told me that she was in a paranormal research group.  She told me that I have way more experiences than the average person.  I was surprised but, it did have me thinking again “Do I have gifts?”.  Soon after that, my new friend introduced me to someone as “Nicole, the Sensitive I told you about.”  AHHHH!!!  I didn’t know how to respond but, I’m sure my face said it all.

After my new friend introduced me as a Sensitive, I began my research.  I searched the internet and read books.  Then, one day, my mother called and said “Nicole, I think you might be a psychic.”  She had been watching the Medium TV show also and reading tons of books.  My mom recognized some of my childhood stories in some of the books she read.  Mom helped me learn to meditate.  I remember doing a meditation to meet my Spirit Guides.  It was so real that it scared me and I stopped it all and put my research on the shelf.  However, my plans didn’t matter because my experiences continued.

My spiritual experiences didn’t just continue, they increased.  So, I prayed a lot.  I eventually told God “If this is a gift, I don’t want it.  I can’t handle it.  I’m not worthy.  Please take it away.”  But, it didn’t go away.  If anything, my experiences became stronger, more frequent.  So, I prayed and prayed and prayed.  Finally, after much prayer and many tears, I prayed to God saying “God I do not want this gift but, if it is your intention for me to have it, and you think I am worthy, I accept it.”  I remember being shocked to hear “Do you want this gift?”  I replied, “Only if it’s God’s intention.”  I heard, “What would you do with this gift?” I replied, “Help others and share God with them.”  From that point, my fear lessened and I felt I found my path.