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I’m thrilled to have you here on my blog, “My Psychic Sofa.” I’ll share my personal journey as a Medium and Psychic. We will explore the fascinating path of my Spiritual Awakening together.

My first memorable spiritual encounter took place in Runcorn, Cheshire, where I grew up with my mum, sister, and stepdad. Our home had an intriguing presence. It was a benevolent spirit that roamed the house during the quiet hours of the night. I often heard the soft sound of footsteps pacing up and down the creaky stairs and across the landing. This spirit never ventured into our bedroom. Instead, it would linger just outside our door, walking back and forth. This left me with an undeniable sense that something otherworldly was watching over us.

My mum, however, was convinced that my sister and I were just playing tricks. She would call out for us to get back into bed, firmly believing we were up to no good. But one night, she entered our room to find us both fast asleep. A chill ran down her spine as she realised the footsteps she had heard so often were not our doing. Looking back, I feel certain that this spirit meant no harm; it seemed lost, perhaps waiting to cross over.

As a child, my dreams were vivid and surreal. I often found myself floating down the stairs or soaring around the house. Then, I would wake up paralysed, unable to move a single finger. My eyes would be wide open, yet I felt as if a heavy weight was pressing down on me. Fear coursed through my veins as I struggled to call for help or even shift my body. The only thing I could do was close my eyes and pray. Miraculously, after praying, I would open my eyes and regain my freedom of movement, the weight lifting away. This unsettling experience of sleep paralysis haunted me for a few years, but thankfully, it was only occasional.

Faces paraded in my mind every time I closed my eyes at night. This was another mystery of my childhood. They would flicker in and out of focus, some old, some young, some frightening, and others radiating joy. This phenomenon persisted throughout my childhood and into adulthood. Though these faces never spoke to me, I believe they were preparing me to connect with the spirit world. They were guiding me toward the day when I would finally be able to converse with them.

Join me as I delve deeper into these experiences and share more about my journey on The Psychic Sofa!

My next unforgettable encounter involved spirits emerging from the wall of my bedroom. I could see their faces clearly as they glided past me, but they never acknowledged my presence. It was as if I were invisible, lying there in my bed while they moved gracefully through the wall, only to vanish back into it moments later. In hindsight, I wonder if that wall served as some sort of portal to the spiritual realm, allowing these ethereal beings to pass through. While I never felt threatened by them, I must admit that, as a child, their presence was often quite frightening.

There is one particular incident that stands out in my memory, however, and it did send chills down my spine. One night, I was sleeping over at my Nan’s house, and she had a striking wall plaque in her bedroom. It depicted a beautiful flamingo dancer, adorned in a flowing black and red dress. As I gazed at the image, something extraordinary happened—the dancer seemed to come to life! She stepped out of the picture, twirling gracefully around the room, her dress billowing as she danced. I remember being captivated by her beauty and the sheer joy radiating from her as she moved.

But then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The enchanting dancer turned to face me, and in an instant, her appearance morphed into that of a terrifying witch. Her eyes were cold and steely, and she lunged toward me with an intensity that sent me into a panic. I screamed at the top of my lungs and dove under the covers, trembling with fear.

My Nan rushed into the room, alarmed by my cries. When she saw how terrified I was, she immediately understood that something was wrong. I recounted the bizarre encounter, my heart racing as I described what I had witnessed. To her credit, she never dismissed my experience as mere imagination or something silly. Instead, she took the plaque off the wall and tossed it in the bin, showing her support and concern for my well-being.

This experience left a lasting impression on me, highlighting the fine line between beauty and fear in the world of spirits. It was a reminder that the unseen can sometimes manifest in ways that are both enchanting and unsettling.

As the years went by, I continued to have various encounters with spirits, each one adding to my understanding of a world that remained hidden from most. I began to realise that my experiences were guiding me toward a realm that not everyone could perceive or feel. While I always held a belief in the existence of higher realms, I struggled to comprehend why I could see and sense things that others could not. This confusion led me to suppress my abilities for much of my life, choosing to ignore the signs and messages that surrounded me.

However, everything changed in my early twenties when I found myself facing one of the most challenging periods of my life. I was in a relationship with my now ex-boyfriend, who was emotionally, physically, and sexually abusive. The pain and turmoil I experienced during this time were overwhelming, and I felt utterly lost. It was in the depths of this darkness that I experienced my first spiritual awakening.

At my lowest point, when I felt as though I had hit rock bottom, something remarkable began to unfold. I started to connect with the spiritual realm in ways I had never experienced before. It was as if the universe was reaching out to me, offering guidance and support when I needed it most. I began to see flashes of light, hear whispers of encouragement, and feel the presence of benevolent spirits surrounding me. This awakening opened my eyes to the possibility of healing and transformation, igniting a spark of hope within me.

Throughout this journey, I discovered something important. Even in our darkest times, there is always a guiding light. It can lead us toward a brighter path. My encounters with spirit became a source of strength. They empowered me to reclaim my sense of self. This allowed me to face the challenges ahead. This crucial period in my life marked the beginning of a significant transformation. It encouraged me to embrace my gifts. I began to delve into the spiritual realm with a fresh perspective and renewed purpose.

With this newfound clarity, I made the courageous decision to end my relationship with my boyfriend. I took a bold step toward self-improvement with hope and determination. A fresh start was on the horizon. A liberating sense of freedom guided me back to the path I had overlooked for so long. I finally began to recognise and heed the signs that spirit had been trying to show me all along.

During my spiritual awakening, I began to notice a series of signs from spirit. They were both subtle and profound. These signs guided me on my journey toward self-discovery and healing. These signs often appeared in the form of synchronicities, meaningful coincidences that seemed too perfect to be mere chance. I frequently saw specific angel numbers, such as 1717 or 0707. They felt like gentle nudges from the universe. They reminded me that I was on the right path.

I also experienced vivid dreams that offered insights and messages. These often featured loved ones who had passed. Sometimes I saw spirit guides who provided comfort and wisdom. These dreams felt incredibly real, leaving me with a sense of clarity and purpose upon waking. Additionally, I began to notice an increase in my intuitive abilities. I could sense the emotions of those around me. I often received messages that seemed to come from a higher source.

I embraced these experiences and realised something important. They were not just for my own benefit. They were meant to be shared with others. I felt a deep calling to help those who were struggling, just as I had once struggled. This realisation ignited a passion within me. I wanted to work directly with spirit. I aimed to use my gifts to provide guidance and support to others on their own journeys.

I began offering readings and healing sessions. I created a safe space for individuals to connect with their own intuition and the spirit world. Each session turned into a beautiful exchange. I could channel messages from spirit. I also helped others find clarity, healing, and empowerment. Witnessing the transformations in those I worked with brought me joy. It reinforced my belief in the power of spiritual connection.

Through this process, I have come to understand that my journey is not just about my own awakening. It is also about serving as a bridge for others to access their own spiritual gifts. I have embraced the role of a guide. I help people navigate their challenges. I encourage them to trust in the signs that spirit sends their way. This work has become a fulfilling part of my life. It allows me to honour my experiences. It also helps me make a positive impact on the lives of others. Each interaction with spirit strengthens the idea that we are all interconnected. Every person I help reinforces that together, we can illuminate the path toward healing. We advance self-discovery.