Spirit Language

I’ve had my own Spirit language with animals and nature for as long as I can remember and I’ve spent a great deal of time communing with Great Mother (Gaia). It never once crossed my mind that this was odd, special, or weird. I love the wild and spend as much time as possible out in nature – normally with my gaze turned towards the heavens.
When you’re surrounded by mountain tops and trees that breath and echo pulse with heartbeat – breath and lungs full of fresh crisp air – oh how it rejuvenates my soul.
I remember seeing Andrea Dawn a few years back and in the reading she spoke of my Ancestors, my Native American Guide (who is deeply protective and comes through before anyone else is ever allowed to step forward – in EVERY SINGLE reading I’ve ever had), and Andrea noting the ways in which animals literally “speak” to me.
I remember being maybe 3 or 4 years old and telling my Mom (pre-divorce and when we lived on Pine Street in Idaho) that there was a man in the ceiling. There were a few other significant events that happened like this that were completely unexplainable – but with a history of schizophrenia and the deep wounds of stigma haunting generations – I was told to keep these things to myself…
I remember reconnecting with my Momma as an adult (I must have been maybe 19? I didn’t have much contact with her once I became 6 or 7 years old. I was an abandoned child. Or, at least, that’s how it often felt). I remember the first time I explained to her that I could feel when someone was “sick.” I predicted the death of 2 of our neighbors.
I remember my Grandfather coming over on a Sunday, as he did every week, and sitting down at the dining room table. I remember him asking me why I kept staring at him. I remember blurting, “What’s wrong with you? You’re sick.” I remember my Mom being horrified and told me to be quiet. I also remember the tears in my Grandfather’s eyes as he said, “It’s ok. She’s right.” And went on to explain that he had just been diagnosed. I remember him holding my hand and saying that I reminded him of his own Mother…
These were just a few of my many experiences over the years. I’ve had dead loved ones visit me in my sleep – those precious moments between sleeping and becoming lucid and awake.
I’ve been clairaudient and clairvoyant for as long as I can remember. The only person I ever felt brave enough to tell was also my Mother in my adult years. I was never afraid of being “crazy” but had a great fear that others might perceive me that way. I remember coming around the corner on several occasions, saying, “What?!” and my Mom smiling as she hadn’t even called me yet.
Over time and development, (primarily through Bhava Spiritual Mission) I’ve come to realize that I depend on all four major clairs interchangeably in my life:
🌟 Clairvoyance–having clear seeing, someone sees through the third eye between his or her two eyes. One sees flashes, images, or something like a movie film of what is happening in the past, present or future.
🌟 Clairaudience–having clear hearing, someone who hears information with the mind, not the ears. Basically, it is telepathic information coming into one’s mind. Sometimes people will hear this as a regular voice as if someone is speaking to them.
🌟 Claircognizance–having clear knowing, someone has information or knowledge of something that he or she does not actually know. Thoughts come out of nowhere, popping into one’s mind, and give information about something that might happen in the future.
🌟 Clairsentience–having clear feeling, someone can feel the information within him or herself. An example of this would be if someone is having an anxiety attack and the clairsentience person feels this in his or her own chest.
🌟 I’ve also learned that I am a Physical Empath and can literally heal others by taking on their ailments. With grounding, protection, and boundaries, this can be a very effective and healing tool. Without it, it can be detrimental to my own health and wellbeing.
And the more I work with Spirit (after committing to devote my life to living in partnership with Spirit) and spend time in the quiet recesses of my soul – the more I am able to make contact outside of the realms experienced (and limited) with and by our five basic senses.
I’ve worked with tarot for many years now, Spirit Boards, scrying (which admittedly, I’m not very good at), automatic writing (which often humbles my brain), and learning palm reading – I’ve come to realize that these are all simply tools to help us, (those who are a divine channel), to move out of the way so Spirit can come through clearly.
Since then, channeling, for me, is often interchangeable with mediumship (where I am able to meet, feel, see, and hear loved one’s who have passed – and connecting them with their loved one’s still on this side – in the “living”).
And it feels so beautiful to finally, after all these years of playing hiding-go-seek, to stand in the face of adversity, the naysayers, the skeptics – to be able to fully stand in alignment and integrity with my soul purpose – converting the non-believers along the way – and being able to allow Spirit to move through me to bring so much healing, love, and clarity to those who have been left behind, in the living…
And to know and understand that we ALL have these abilities in different and varying degrees and ways. We ALL have our own unique Spirit language. Many times we close ourselves down because of fear. Because we don’t want to be perceived as nuts. Whatever.
Have you ever been “visited” or “heard” something that wasn’t there? Have you ever had a supernatural experience? A vision of something that came true? I would love to hear about your own experiences…
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