I started to experience visions in early in childhood. In truth, I cannot remember a time when I was without them.
It was when I started talking to “the invisible people,” that others started to notice.
At first, my parents though it was an only child phase.
When I started relaying personal messages to family and friends, about things I had never know, and were way beyond my young understanding...that's it became apparent that I was psychic.
My mother was clairvoyant and my father is a natural precognitive. They both still struggled with their gifts; the stigma and the feeling of isolation that came with them.
When my abilities became apparent, they were very understanding. My parents allowed me the freedom to accept and nurture my abilities.
This was very important, and something I will always be grateful for, because it set the course for the rest of my life.
At nine, I used the money I had earned baby sitting to purchase my first deck of Tarot cards.
Very excited, I ran home with my brand new deck and read the instructions quickly.
Carefully, I ay out the cards face down for my very first reading. Prepared to see my future, took a deep breath and carefully turned them over one by one.
Much to my surprise, the people on the cards started to wave at me!
Frightened beyond belief, I cried and hid the cards in the back of my closet.
That same year our family into a house without knowing its history of being haunted. The first night there, I saw the ghost of a woman in the window. It scared me to death.
At night I would lay completely stiff with my eyes open. But during the day, I started "listening" to the lady ghost.
One afternoon, I startled my mother and our land lady by giving detailed information about our ghost lady's life and death. Surprised, (and probably a bit concerned) our land lady took the information to some of our neighbors who had lived during our spirit's time. They validated of the accuracy my messages.
At that point, I started to become somewhat of a neighborhood phenomenon.
I became a teenager, attending a high school with a bad reputation. Still, my psychic abilities continued to develop. My friends nick named me Spooky.
One of the most popular things I could do was accurately predict when the police were on their way to break up one of our beer drinking parties. It also became known I could put my hand's over a girl's stomach and tell if she was pregnant or not. If so, I could tell the sex of the baby. My "Baby looking" became well known. Girls I had never met before with tears in their eyes, asking for help.
Soon after, I found out that I have the gifts of telepathy and empathy. I had a huge secret crush on a young man who was silently suicidal. I kept hearing his thoughts, and feeling his emotions. When I began to see the details of his plans to end his young life, I swallowed my fear of humiliation and approached him with everything I could see and hear.
After he got over his initial shock, he started to talk to me, and finally, after threatened to also tell his parents also what I could see, he agreed to talk to someone who could help him.
My young crush was never revealed, or returned, but, today he is alive and well today, living with a kind and beautiful wife, and son of his own.
In my Early 20's I studied the Tarot for many years until I was Certified as a Master Tarot Reader by the Psychic Eye Book Shop in California. I started doing live Tarot readings on the side of my day job.
At the time, I lived with a man I was very much enamored with. I started getting strange visions and sensations. I could see and smell another woman. When I touched him, I could see her laying naked on a bed, or, working in a bar. Strangest of all, I kept seeing the picture of a Rose in my third eye area.
My boyfriend in told me that I was "Not as psychic as you think you are." He convinced me that he was completely innocent, I was paranoid, seeing things, and in need of professional help.
He sent me to a therapist, once a week. Three weeks later, as I was doing his laundry, I found a phone message that said "Call Rose at work." I called the number on the message, which turned out to be a bar. They told me Rose started work at six. My girlfriend and I got dressed up, found the bar, walked in and asked for Rose.
Rose turned out not only to be very real, she even looked and smelled like the woman I had been seeing in my visions.
My therapist (God Bless her soul) told me I did not need her, to get out there and take on the world. I told my live in that I did not need him, left my day job, and have been living, and working as a full time psychic ever since.