After my trip to Sedona, I felt a bit lost. I had this newfound awareness that my dreams and visions were guiding me towards something significant, but I had no clue what to do with these newfound gifts.

Turning to Google, as one does, I stumbled upon a local school dedicated to helping people develop their psychic abilities. They offered classes tailored to honing in on these gifts, so I decided to take the plunge and sign up. I was nervous, unsure of what to expect.

Walking into the classroom on the first day, I was greeted by a serene setup of sound bowls, yoga mats, and energy work tools. The owner and teacher, a tall woman with an air of mystery, introduced herself. I had done my research beforehand and discovered she was an experienced psychic medium, offering classes on mediumship, reiki, and other healing practices.

I arrived early, eager to get started, but my nerves were calmed when Ruby, the last student to arrive, entered with a warm and welcoming energy. Despite never having met her before, she seemed familiar somehow, which put me at ease.

As the class began, I couldn’t help but notice that I was the only person of color in the group. While I knew that historically mediumship had been dominated by Caucasian practitioners, I had hoped to find more diversity, especially in my local area. It made me feel a tad out of place and uncertain of how I would be received.

Throughout the class, the focus was on connecting with our spirit guides. While some of the exercises felt basic to me, they served as a good refresher. To my surprise, I seemed to catch the teacher’s attention with how easily I grasped certain concepts. She switched up the exercises, having me perform readings and intuitive exercises right away.

My initial readings in front of the class were surprisingly accurate, both to myself and the other participants. As the workshop progressed over two days, I began to realize just how naturally connected I was to the spirit realm. The accuracy of my readings drew interest from my classmates, and even the teacher took notice, offering to mentor me and inviting me back to try a trance medium exercise.

For the first time, I felt truly seen and understood. It was both thrilling and terrifying to have my abilities acknowledged in such a way. Despite the excitement, I couldn’t shake the feeling of confusion and fear lurking within me.

The workshop confirmed my mediumship abilities, particularly through a reading where I connected with a spirit named Sam. It was a defining moment that solidified my understanding of my capabilities. To be continued…