I didn’t grow up seeing spirits or predicting the future. For most of my life, I never imagined that mediumship would be something I would explore, let alone one day teach. I used to believe that mediums were born with a rare gift, something reserved for only a select few.
In 2014, my life changed forever when my father was tragically killed. In the shock and grief of that moment, I said a silent prayer, asking him to send me a sign if he could still hear me. Just seconds later, a truck passed by with the word “DAD's” written across the side in large, bright red letters. I knew instantly that my message had been received and that my dad was still with me.
It took years to climb out of the darkness that followed his passing. But when I finally began to feel light return to my life, I followed the pull toward mediumship. What began as a search for connection with my father evolved into a journey of healing, purpose, and ultimately, teaching others how to discover that same connection within themselves.