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Prologue

I walk between worlds and I love it. I see spirits as if they were in the physical realm and I talk to them as friends. I have encountered aliens, and I have found them of great fascination and not sources of fear. I am a telepath, clairvoyant, a medium and channel, a voice for others who dwell in states of consciousness other than our own. I see the auras of plants and trees, and at times, those who are guardians of them, and if I have embraced any philosophy in life, it would be, "To believe is to see." Pull on the thread, I always say, and see where it leads.

I see nothing abnormal about piercing the veil between dimensions, looking through windows into other worlds; to me, it's the natural evolution of my most silent and sacred prayer: to feel connected to life.

I want to know God. I was born a soul searcher, and trying to understand who I am, why I am here, and what it's all about is the keynote to my soul and I can't remember ever feeling another way. It's my passion; it's my rhythm. Knock and the door shall be opened. I haven't knocked; I've used a battering ram. I've screamed at God, I've pleaded and I've threatened, I've cursed, I've begged and I've bargained, and in the end I've fallen to my knees in a broken heap and I have agonized over the relentless pull inside my heart to connect with what I didn't know.

It was a hard childhood: alcohol, poverty and chaos, terror and rape, but perhaps the most acidic and corrosive of all, feeling as if I was never enough. Most of my adult life I fought fragmentation and envisioned my splintered soul floating aimlessly in a black universe.

The human spirit is a wondrous thing, and so is our ability to heal. It has been a difficult path, and I have felt forged by fire...and have found myself resurrecting from ash. As a result, my life has taken on a new color and a different vibration. My universe speaks to me through symbols and I have learned to interpret and embrace those signposts.

My life, full of psychic phenomena and mystical visions, has been called by most, weird and mysterious, strange and bizarre; it has also been called inspirational and fascinating. I call it all of the above. It is at prodding of the many-and of the silent voice inside my heart-that I begin at the beginning.