Baby, I Was Born This Way

Some people who are sensitives, and that is a broad term, are always sensitive since they can remember. Others develop their extrasensory perceptions at random and the term extrasensory has a very broad definition. For some it takes a near-death experience and for others it can even occur later in life and for others they’re born that way. There is no age range, you are neither too young or too old for experiences to begin and for your perceptions to change.

It is my personal belief that all of us are born without the filters we seem to develop later in life between worlds and existence. Many will lose those abilities partially or in it’s entirety by the time they reach adulthood. I mainly feel that is because we are sort of trained out of it. For example, many of us have children who are very adamant about their imaginary friend, and most of us play along to a degree, but children are perceptive. Over time they will notice our growing lack of interest. Some will have parents who even begin to openly show their annoyance and children may begin to mention it less and at some point try and ignore their own experiences.

Even children with highly supportive parents who don’t diminish their experiences, will grow out of their natural ability to some degree. In part this may simply be chalked up to the fact that it isn’t meant to be every person’s experience, just like everyone isn’t naturally good at art. I do believe that like art, we can sharpen our ability and skills and that everyone is capable of doing so. It is important to note that for people who are naturally in-tuned we can to a degree choose to immerse ourselves in it or we may steer away from it as much as possible.

I personally have successfully done mediumship readings for others, but it isn’t something I really fully enjoy doing. I tend to steer away from trying to actively makes those connections and read for people. It is important to understand that this ability manifests differently and easier or harder for different people. For myself personally it isn’t the clearest signal so to speak and it is like playing the hardest game of charades ever. It isn’t as if I can sit down and converse with a ghost the same as I sit and talk with living family and friends. With the charades comes varying speeds of images sometimes it is slower and easier to follow other times I see what seems like a hundred pictures in my mind per second. Also it can be vague and I’m really terrible at symbolism. Can I get better at it, sure, do I actively work on it regularly, no.

At times I will tune in and sometimes that is more on the psychic side of things than the mediumship side. I’ll read the energy of the room or the people in the room in a way that is not rude or inappropriate. Sometimes I accidentally pick up things about people and I keep it to myself because really it’s rude, that isn’t my place to share it with anyone. I also try and be nonjudgmental because I tend to think that anyone is capable of anything both good and bad. There is no way to know what compilation of experiences, circumstances, or even mental health issues can lead someone to make the decisions they make. It’s best to just realize that we aren’t entirely defined by our decisions, mistakes, and past. Tomorrow is always a new opportunity to do something different, better or new. Every human being deserves kindness and love, until they’ve proven horribly otherwise and I won’t go into defining what that is to me.

I’m no John Edward or any other top-notch and incredibly talented medium. If I start seeing a hammer, paint brush, and hard hat in relation to that old guy I assume is your grandfather, I’m highly likely to choke on the symbolism and charades and instead of coming up with a reasonable conclusion such as your grandfather was a hard worker, a construction worker, he painted commercially or recreationally. I’m more likely to get flustered and be like your grandpa hammered paintings for fun in a hard hat, does that make sense? Also I want to add that while I do occasionally get an image of the actual person, sometimes I get the image of like a universal grandpa, and other times I just feel them and I able to tell the gender either male of female and age in terms of grandparent, parent, etc. and other times I can’t tap in beyond there is a man here. Other times I’m able to connect and get their sense of humor and even a more specific message.

As you can tell with just the way I have given you examples of how it works for me, there is plenty of humorous occurrences and misunderstandings. There are times when I get unnecessarily panicked by an occurrence. I’m a monster wuss at night, I hate total darkness. I have never in my life been able to sleep in the dark and there are reasons behind that for me and we will dive into that off and on at times and you’ll further understand the why. You would think I wouldn’t seek out haunted locations being as plenty happens where I am, but I do. I like to see what I can pick up for myself. Plus I like to see if it’s as big of a deal as it has been made out to be at very popular locations.

I genuinely hope you tune in with me as I cover previous experiences and new ones. I hope that at the very least you’re entertained and can have laugh even if it’s at my expense. For some of you I hope you find comfort and comradery in knowing you’re not alone in your experiences. Hopefully along the way I can share with you some tips and tricks I’ve come across either by my wonderful mentor or on my own. I’m always trying new things and I want to add I am eternally grateful for the advise and guidance of my mentor because of her I have more control and peace and comfort in my life and experiences. I definitely sleep better at night. I also have implemented many of the things she highly suggested into my every day life with every day living people.


Published by izzysconfessions

I was born and raised in the smallest of towns in Southwest Virginia. A town that is extraordinarily active, yet a town that is like it's very own little mini Bible belt. My dad was Baptist, my mom pentecostal, and I'm paranormal. I would venture to say it is somewhat of a family trait. One that is met with equal acceptance and curiosity as much as it is met with skepticism. Individually and collectively so much has been experienced and witnessed at times to such a degree that one might wonder how on earth there is room for doubt. I dont have all the answers, I do not have it all figured out. Im as human as everyone else relying heavily many mornings on a lot of coffee and a little Jesus. In fact, I can't decide what I want for dinner most days. One constant is I cannot go a single day without chocolate. Pour a cup of coffee, or a little tea and whiskey and join me in my confessions of a haunted freak.

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