Being a psychic has been, for me, a birth-given gift, as much as an experience of a lifetime. As a child, my memories stem back to the age of four, when I would see “ghosts” or “spirits” at the foot of my bed or hovering in the corner of my room. Often times these ghosts would take on the likeness of children, such as a young boy I would repeatedly see dressed in a baseball uniform with a severe injury to his head, or an “old” woman with a kind smile. Indeed, as a child, I was even taken to doctors who explored my psyche due to my insistent nightmares and dialogue about ghosts. Over the years, as my experiences with the paranormal and supernatural elements increased, I both studied and developed my abilities as a psychic. I learned how to communicate with the spirits in order to obtain knowledge and information. I finely tuned my “third eye” and discovered how it can peer into the astral realm and receive such information via sight, sound and words that were almost “liquid” in content. I began to “read” people and gather facts about their lives, in a past, present and future context. Their own experiences swam around their auras with a vividness in my eye that was as clear the air itself. Spirit guides, loved ones whom had crossed over, jobs, marriages, divorces, accidents, promotions, geographical moves and family events all populated my visions as I revealed, in a stream of consciousness, the information that my audience sought. I also discovered the “hidden” codes in birth dates and “traveled” vast distances into the fields of numerology, chakras, auras, energy pools, past lives and yes, even angels and demons.