I have had psychic/medium abilities as far back as I can remember. However I learnt to keep it to myself at a young age as it was not seen as the 'norm' (still not, but now I have the wisdom to follow my own path). I also did not understand it and having no one else in the family with the ability nor any knowledge of it I learnt the best thing was to keep quiet.
I was labelled a sensitive child by those around me – guess this was true but not in the slightly derogatory way it was meant at the time. I was a shy and timid child with a sister who was the complete opposite which only compounded my perceived failures. My sister is lovely as are my parents but I did not seem to fit in; they were generally extroverts, whereas I was the introvert and being shy I would often prefer the company of those on the other side. I didn't have to compete to be heard; in fact I did not need to speak at all as they could read my thoughts as I could theirs. Don't get me wrong I was no angel and my sister and I were terrors when we got together. We would be a force to reckon with and would get up to all sorts of mischief as well as fighting almost continuously, that's sibling rivalry for you. However we were always there for each other and still are when the need arises.
I was known as the daydreamer at home and at school. Of course I wasn't daydreaming but having lengthy conversations with those on the other side. However to all intents and purposes that was the impression people had of me. Interestingly I still go in a daze at times when I am linking in. My friends have got to know it now and can recognise when I am 'in the zone'.
The name I have chosen is not my own – I have taken my nan's name Violet as she was a constant in my life growing up and had a great influence on me. Her favourite flower was also a violet and as violet is the colour of psychic energy it seemed appropriate to honour her in this way. She passed just before my eighteenth birthday and she is always close by, especially when I need extra support for a reading. She had a heart of gold and a gentleness that I found so comforting. She could be too soft though (aren't most grans) and we could always twist her round our little fingers but we had a deep respect for her. She had an innate ability to make people shine and feel welcome and she had the most amazing eyes. They say the eyes are the window to the soul and when I do readings from a photo it is the eyes I concentrate on.
I can not claim to have been born into generations of psychics/mediums; I do not know of any others in the family. However, as I said previously my nan had an empathy, gentleness and kindness that I believe enabled her to connect so well with people. Nevertheless I do not know of any psychic ability that she had.
People ask me how I connect but having had the ability since birth I am unable to explain this effectively. For me it is so natural I do not have to think about it. However in future posts I will try and explain this and how it works for me.
I am also a healer, of which again I have had the ability since very young. I was always given babies to calm or dogs to help and soothe. Since then I have also become a Reiki Master and a Certified Animal Healer. I did not need these qualifications as I could heal and communicate already but in this current era a qualification seems to account for more than experience somewhat.
My work has grown from word of mouth and I now have a waiting list of approximately 60 readings although having a chronic illness means I am not able to do as many readings as I would like. In addition I do some fulfilling work helping to find missing people or pets and also help with the occasional criminal investigation.
My next post will be about psychic energy and how to tap into this.

I miss my friend, and wish her well.
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