Cassandra’s Journey Begins

 

Oh My God you guys, I can’t believe I am finally doing this!!! For the last few years I have said (a gazillion times) that I was going to start a blog and give true, sometimes ugly, sometimes crazy and most times amazing and hilarious details about my spiritual journey and “awakening”. I know some of you are probably thinking “oh great, another crystal wheeling, patchouli smelling crazy lady who is going to try and force me into meditating and post zen pictures with accompanying “intention setting” quotes “while simultaneously sending me a reiki healing. So maybe some of that is true but I promise I shave my legs (okay that’s lie, I don’t always shave my legs but that’s because I’m married and not because I am spiritual) and I can confirm that I do not currently smell like patchouli (I also have no idea how to do reiki).I will admit, I had never, in my wildest dreams, imagined that this would be my life and if you know me personally, you are most likely having a hard time believing it as well. I mean, I like to drink martini’s (I really, really like to drink martini’s- as often as possible) I curse like a construction worker and I was definitely not a great human being (I am getting much better at the last one). I am the proud owner of an amazing husband, acquired two equally amazing step children and created the most perfect little daughter (except after midnight…like a gremlin). But here I am, a recently “out of the closet” Psychic Medium who is still trying to figure all of this shit out. I hope you enjoy my stories, continue to follow me on this crazy journey and most importantly- I hope you learn something, as I break down all things spiritual in the easiest and funniest way possible! 

            There are some childhood memories that stick with us forever, and this is one of mine. I was 7 years old when I first saw them. A group of random people (later known as spirits) in my bedroom. They would only come at night and they scared the absolute shit out of me. In my mind, and the memory I have of them, they were bad, mean even- except for one (we will get to her in a second) I started sleeping in my sisters’ room, afraid at first to tell anyone why and when I eventually did, no one believed me anyway. After a few weeks, I began sleeping in the hallway outside of my bedroom- still just way to afraid to go inside (but don’t worry, I later grew some major balls) One night, the last night I saw them- one of them came out into the hallway and sat with me. She was a much older woman, with long silver/white hair and had this extreme sense of familiarity. I knew her, I knew that I knew her but at 7 years old and in the middle of the night, I was in no position to understand how. I remember her concern that my nightgown was too long and I was going to fall, I remember her telling me she was going to shorten it for me (I wonder if she can take out the waists in some of my pants now- post baby weight gain is no joke)… anyway, I don’t recall all the words she said to me that night but right before I fell asleep I remember her last few “when you’re ready, we will meet again” The next day my father came home with a bucket of holy water (maybe it was just a cup) blessed my bedroom and I slept comfortably there for the next 18 years. 

            Time went on and although I did not have any other encounters with spirit- Something just always felt different, I felt different. I suffered with anxiety and depression, doctor’s diagnosed me with everything under the sun and no medications ever worked (trust me, we tried them all) as the years passed I would notice certain things but never put much thought into it- like this extreme sense of “knowing” things, like having a 65 average in high school yet acing my SATS without ever taking a single SAT course, or the many times I caught ex-boyfriends cheating, not because they didn’t cover their tracks- but because I somehow, just knew (that was a fun one……and quick note for future reference- don’t ever lie to a psychic) But it wasn’t until 6 years ago that I had my true “holy shift spiritual awakening”….