Since i was a child ive always had an 'abnormal' view of the world compared to my brother and the rest of my peers. I remember when i was about 4 i used to go into the chemist with my mum. The chemist would always ask me if i wanted a free lolly and of course i used to accept, but i would never take one unless he gave me one for my brother as well, you can imagine my dissapointment when i found out that he used to do the same thing, except keep my lolly for himself!
I knew more about spirituality and the afterlife by the time i was 12 then my grandmother and grandfather combined. They could never understand why i would refuse to go to church, and my granny has told me that to this day she worries about my soul going to hell. But i reasure her that god is not to be found in buildings made of stone but in our very hearts. I stopped short of telling her that the priests just rob us of our direct connection because she is a very religious woman and i know she would not take this very well.
I discovered that i had the ability to heal myself by the time i was 15. It never occured to me that i could use this ability on other people and animals until last year when one of our cats got hit by a car on the road. He was doubled over backwords with his head touching his back and blood pouring relentlessly out of his mouth. I picked him up in my arms and brought him to a quite spot under some trees and 'done my thing'. I cant explain to someone else how to do this because its just something i know how to do, noone ever thought me this. I layed him down on the ground and considered for a moment if i had done the right thing. I knew that if i brought him to the vet that he would put him down straight away with no questions asked. So i got down on my knees and asked spirit if i should put him out of his misery or leave him be, i asked for a sign. Just as i finished asking the cat sprung up off the ground, looked at me wide eyed with a wtf expression on his face and bolted up into the field.
He's outside right now fit and healthy looking for food, even his jaw which was very badly broken has appeared to fix itself.
I done this again with another cat and thats when i knew for sure that i could heal stuff with my hands and my mind. My mom knows this but i dont like to tell anyone else in case they think im an weirder then they already suspect.
I done an indigo test out of curiosity and scored very high, just short of 100%.
But i dont want this, I want to be normal. I dont want to feel the pains i feel, I dont know do people realise how difficult it can be sometimes. When i am in a crowd of people i can feel their thoughts.. I know if someone is lying to me without them speaking a word, and this has led to many conflicts that im sure has left the other party bewilderd.
But when im around joyous people
Its so freakin cool! Its just difficult to get people like that these days, everyone seems to be so down, but im sure i'll find my soulmate someday. That way at least i will have one person that i can connect with, and thats all i need to keep me going.