For as long as I can remember, I’ve sensed things others couldn’t. Energies, presences, whispers from another realm—all mixed into the fabric of my everyday life. It wasn’t until much later that I understood why: I’m an empath. Being an empath means I absorb emotions and energies around me, sometimes to the point where it feels overwhelming. Negative energies, draining people—what I call “energy vampires” or “soul snatchers”—can knock me off balance if I’m not careful. For a long time, this sensitivity felt like a curse. But now, I see it as a gift—a calling. Encounters Beyond the Veil Throughout my life, I’ve had moments that defy logic. One night driving past a cemetery, I saw a pink orb-like form linger around my car. It felt playful and curious, not frightening—a gentle energy reaching out across the veil. But it wasn’t one of my guardian angels. I’ve felt their presence in other ways, and this orb was something else—something that just passed through, maybe just drawn to my l...
This year has been a profound journey of forgiveness, growth, and gratitude for me. One of the most significant moments was the return of my sister to my life. After my dad passed away, she made choices that deeply hurt me—changing the locks to his home, taking all his belongings, refusing to help with the funeral, and cutting me out of her life entirely. She even told me I was adopted, a cruel and unnecessary blow. The hurt and confusion from her actions were overwhelming, especially since she had always been my protector growing up against the challenges I faced with my middle sister and mother. For years, I carried that pain. But through prayer, reflection, and God’s grace, I woke up one day and realized I no longer harbored resentment. My heart was ready to forgive. So, this Thanksgiving, I decided to host a meal in honor of what I call "The Prodigal Sister’s Return." It wasn’t just about reconnecting—it was about embracing the power of forgiveness and celebrating the gr...