Hello friends, yesterday’s post Family Secrets Part one, was either not seen or everyone is good with it ( smile). Thank you to those sweet bloggy friends who left comments yesterday. So today it’s my turn, Family Secrets part two! If you missed yesterday’s post please click HERE.
I think I was about 10 years old when I had my first premonition. I woke from a nightmare, my mother rushed to my bedside and as my mother held me in her arms I whispered to her that Mrs. Borgue died. My mother expressed her sorrow, she laid next to me in bed until I fell asleep.
The next morning at school, I sat quietly in Mrs. Borgue’s class while my classmates chatted, joked, and played. The bell rang and everyone quickly sat at their desks and the room went silent. We all sat facing the front of the classroom, where the school principal stood in front of the chalkboard. His posture was rounded and his hands were clasped tightly as he announced that Mrs. Borgue had passed away. Killed in a car accident on her way to school that morning.
When I came home my mother was standing in the kitchen looking out the window. I caught her daydreaming and startled her with a hug. She held me tight and asked about my day. I sobbed, I loved Mrs. Borgue, I will miss her.
We made tea and my mother told me about our family secret. All about the women in our family and how we had received these blessings/gifts from God. I think she was happy in a way to be able to let me in on the family secret. But I know she wasn’t happy about how it came about.
It all fell into place at that moment . I realized all the little stops we often made at strangers homes where my mother would stand for a moment in a door way and speak to people and often hug them. I remember some crying and others smiling as my mother walked away.
For over 40 years people have asked me to be more open about my gifts and how I should share the family secret. Now is the time, I will call it my second act ( since I’m now officially 60). I’ll share more stories with you over time.
The terms, psychic, intuitive, clairvoyant, empath, old soul, and even angel messenger have been used to describe my abilities over the years. It was hard sometimes to say no when people would ask me to be more open about it. Like my mother, I preferred to let the people know if I had a message for them, and then just go about my day.
I do not have the ability to trance-channel (allow the spirit of a deceased person to speak using my voice). I am intuitive, I have premonitions, I speak with angels, I receive angel messages. I do not pray to angels, I pray to God.
Recently I had a dream a woman came out of nowhere and pushed a woman towards a moving subway train. We saw on the news the other night that this happened. But, the woman did not fall. This is still unexplained as she should have fallen. But, we know, her guardian angels were watching over her they kept her feet steadfast and strong.
For those who are wondering why I haven’t won the lottery or been healed of all my maladies. Well, these gifts come with a little reminder of their blessings. None of us ( the women in my family) can or have foreseen anything for ourselves or our immediate family. God would not bless us with such beautiful gifts to use them selfishly.
I”ll share part three or maybe I should call it part 2 1/2 ( smile) of the family secrets on Saturday along with details about Katherines Angels.
I wish you all a beautiful day. Thank you for your support and encouragement. I look forward to seeing you at the TFT party ( Thursday favorite things blog party for blog writers and blog readers) tomorrow.a Rafflecopter giveaway