The Younger years
As a child, all I wanted was to be outdoors, swimming in the river, playing in the dirt, roaming for adventures, I was the one with the made-up treasure map, wherever my bike was! You’d find me there. First to rise and last to bed. It, was a pretty good childhood, close neighbours, small community, times when, you did not have to lock your door and simply if you needed milk, we would knock on neighbours for exchanges. 80’s Ireland was a trip.
I had always, felt different, and we hear this a lot from others, but seriously, something wasn’t sitting with me. Noticing how other reacted and interacted, I easily felt left out or simply in my own thought world, for no particular reason. So, basically yea, I looked and acted like I was not feeling this way, I blended in pretty well, popular in school, sporty, it was the 80’s in Ireland, the best days. I told myself hey, I’m sure it will get better, even though I had often felt, I am not staying here.. I never felt home. I felt alone.
I always knew there was someone or spirits with me, their presence, always felt. I had the knowing of events before they would happen, that certain someone, to place the bed covers back over my chilled young body at night. But when my head hit the pillow, I would feel my mind’s eye sink into depth, deeper and deeper it would go, like a tunnel, and if I let it go, the feeling of pulling energy, pulling me into a tunnel like journey, to another place, that was not my bedroom! There was a portal, it is the best way I can describe this, it always appeared at my bedroom door, always to my left, in the same spot and it always happened the nights of those, mind’s eye journeys. I would sleep walk an awful lot, so much that I often left the house, it scared my mother. She would find me in the neighbour's garden in a daze, or sitting on the living room couch, talking to no one visible, the hand actions, my mind was clearly in another place, another time! She would have to bring me back to bed, one time she thought I was dying, it frightened her, I had lost my ability to breath, I had forgotten how to breath, I stood still in the bathroom, in the middle of the night, on another walking adventure, with a look of daze and shock, no breath, nothing, just stillness, I was a very healthy child, with no explanations for these episodes. These, were just some, of the vivid childhood experiences, and as I continue on my journey, more comes to memory. Recently my mother mentioned to me……
“sur, we don’t know how you got here? You were not planned”
I am loving awareness
With this journey through life, it brought many loves and losses. Many laughs and tears. Settling and having a family has settled me, thank god! It was an eventful journey to get here. Doing the good and not so good, for sure!!.
I have finally reached a point in life where I can say, hey, hold on a Minute! I can comfortably speak about my life, the experiences and knowing’s. I have so much to say, I may never shut up!
Now, I have embraced spirit into my life once again, you see, it never left, I had simply tuned out. We are like radio frequency you see, its remembering how to tune in.
With the experience of close family and friends passing, something awoke in me. More intense communication began, especially from one particular spirit, (whom I speak about in my book) I did not resist his communication. That something felt very right, I was sent help at that time of great confusion and loss, and I was at a place where I could tune in, with great ease, coming back to my soul self, once again.
I have, and continue to study and attend events globally on ….
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Psychic Mediumship
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Channelling
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Healing
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Quantum Physics
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Neuroscience
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The field
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The brain
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The Pineal gland
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Planetary beings
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Universe
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Source God
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Activations
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Ascension
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Religions
"We never die!"
Our soul is on its journey, we are a soul that never ends.
There is no death, but a learning journey of your soul.
We simply move about in worlds.
That is why you are here, to grow and learn.