It started quite small actually. Well, it actually started several years ago. I could see women in their wedding dresses. occasionally I sensed a baby. But these were 'flukey' things, you know. They weren't a real gift. I just got lucky a few times. AFter all, I didn't deserve such gifts. And so they faded away.

Fast forward quite a few years. Make two friends who have wonderful gifts. And what do they do? Decide they don't want to utilise these gifts. Selfish women. Have what I want, and won't use it. Then one of them zaps me. Actually, she gave me my Reiki level one. Don't use it though, cause hey, it may not be real. Then I start using it. The more I use it, the better I get. But that's okay. It's an energy thing. Anybody can do it. Occasionally, I'd feel as though I'd have to tell somebody something. Like the night my dad was playing with my dog. I wanted to tell him to be careful he didn't trip over the portable fire, but ended up going to the loo (bathroom for the Americans). While in there I heard a crash. Yep, he'd fallen over the fire. But still...

I'd mentioned before how I'd gotten into readings. Well, they're getting stronger and stronger. So much so that I'm now going semi-professional and advertising in the local paper in the next few weeks. I can accept this gift. It's my talent. As I get more confident the more I enjoy it. that's okay.

And I'm still healing. I'm getting better at that too. Not curing, but making better. And weird, I can also diagnose. In fact, my diagnostic abililties are outstripping my healing. So maybe I should become a diagnostician.

And, of course, my counseling abilities are still coming into play, even if my studies aren't. Maybe I need to look into a complete holistic approach, using all my newfound gifts?

Only now, something else has shown up. We all fantasize, right? daydream? usually about ourselves? I do, but I also daydream about other things. Like the other month, about two people who shouldn't meet doing just that, and the one helping the other with his music career. The other day, these two men met, and it seems got on very well. And the second man is about to record his first album. Coincidence? Is it all coincidence? Or are my abilities blowing out beyond what I could ever imagine? Not to mention the occasional contact from somebody who's passed on.

I'm no Alison Dubois or Jon Edward. But then, they were aware of, and strengthening their gifts all their lives. I'm a late bloomer. Who knows where it will end. Terrifying? Kind of. I have always had major control issues, and I'm not controling this at all. Excited? Sort of, but not really. Pulling back? Hell, no. The ride's just begun!