An Early Morning Conversation under the Willow Tree

Good Morning to you!  As I sit here in the early hours of the morning, warming my hands with a hot cup of tea, my thoughts go to gratitude and desire. I watch the rosy sunlight peak through the trees and I am so grateful to see another sunrise. When you reach my age the early morning hours become a precious thing to savor like the taste of sweet wine. No sound to disturb your thoughts during meditation and you can truly reach communion with your soul.

I thought I would share a little about me this morning for I really want to get to know all of you who cross the threshold of my life. 

I have been a little "fey" all my life according to my Mother at least.  My first recollections of seeing spirit in solid form was around 5 years of age.  At that age of course I believed everyone seen my 'companions' as my Mother called them.  There were so many  if you would stick your hand out in front of you that you would mow down a few!  I accepted them as part of my life and always acknowledged their presence if I was in the mood.  I was very blessed with a Mother, although she was a staunch Irish Catholic, believed in what I could see and never denigrated me for it.  She had a firm belief in her 'Little people" who she left food for in the barn I might add.  We thought she was a little nutsy and I am sure she wondered about me in particular.  My other sisters were intuitive but I was the only one out of all the family that was so in touch with the other side.

I never doubted my sight until I started school.  Then I got in a lot of trouble.  I would blurt out things about others they did not want others to know etc.  It was not easy for me to keep my mouth shut and therefore the other members of my family would consider me an embarrassment.  The family priest would admonish me to keep what I saw to myself and then no one would bother me so I started doing that.  For many years even though I would see problems for others I would faithfully do what Father told me and I kept my mouth shut.  This caused such turmoil inside however that my early formative years were spent in solitude, reading books and staying close to my Mother who was the only one who really understood me or so I thought at the time.  It was difficult when interacting with others as I could see their problems, health conditions,  and if their aura was clouded. Being able to see what others could not propelled me into being very reclusive until my high school years.

Boys were not anxious to date someone who could tell what they were thinking!  I was a very frustrated young women.  As years went by I learned to integrate the talents with my everyday life but I did not divulge to many what I could see and what information I was receiving.  As a Mother the "sight" truly was a gift from God when dealing with my teenagers.  They would tell me to stop riding in the back seat when they went on dates and that they really felt that I had the ability to read their minds.

Early in my life I experienced my first Near Death Experience and that event changed my life forever.  I finally understood that being so different was not a bad thing and that I was meant to be a light others could gather around.  I earnestly begin to use my talents to help others and have continued to do so throughout my life.

I realized that it was not a sin to be different and that my faith in God was even stronger after I realized how much we are loved.   I am a Christian in every sense even though I am a psychic.  That fact alone made me want to learn more about the Universe and Gods Divine Plan and all it had to offer.  Being able to see the future is not such a great thing all the time and I learned the future was pliable and not set in stone.  That one thought can change it like a ripple in a pond. 

Now as I am older so many things I take for granted flood my senses and I begin to count my blessings.  I am thankful for the Mother who never made me feel rejected; the children who were the most precious gifts that God gave me;  the Husband who does not understand what I see but accepts it anyway;  and for the people who come to me with open hearts and expectations that I can find the answers to their prayers. 

All in all life is good under the old Willow Tree and I hope you will join me here in conversation each and every early morn!

Have a blessed day today!

Rosie

Tags: Metaphysical Auric Cleansing Healing Psychic Healing Emotional Healing

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