10/09/2025
The month of September tends to release old patterns, old belief systems, basically old stuff we no longer need.
Today has been a reflection for me on the journey from hearing the first spirit talk to me like they were standing in the room right next to me to where I am today saying out loud to people I speak to that I am a medium or I am an energy healer or both.
In my teenage years experiencing my first death, I kept telling myself that I needed to see the coffin to confirm the person has passed away. Looking back at that I was already "knowing" that people's spirit are still around us, that I was clearly picking up their energy but without knowledge of mediumship and what it means I just dismissed it.
After my friend told me that she believed that I am a medium, I started to learn as much as I could about it, what it means and what happens, we went to a Mind Body Spirit Festival and I was so interested in learning but no one would teach me. It was frustrating because I wanted to learn all of it, understand what this spiritual stuff is, but they would focus on other people. My friend taught me what she knew, I read her books when I was at her place and I didn't know or understand the next steps to learn more about this amazing gift that I had.
I started taking an interest in John Edward and went to one of his shows, it was pretty amazing the way he works, but man did we panic when he was coming very close to where we sat. Not wanting to have a conversation in front of an auditorium full of people and it was a big show. But it scared me, not sure if that was what I wanted to be, cos wow you have to be confident. Plus for me death and grief can be a deeply personal thing to experience. It brought an awareness of what I didn't want.
Then a ghost tour with my bf now my husband and we were on a trip by ourselves travelling parts of Australia and we kept finding really haunted places (for a in the closest medium not great), so I would secretly ring my friend saying I was scared. Where she would talk me through it, tell me it's ok and I would go, the first place we visited some people could smell bread baking....I never did but I did "see" the prostitutes standing in the lane later on but didn't say anything because they kind of passed over it pretty quickly focusing on a "ghost" that sometimes appears in a theatre window.
But still I took all of this in and tried to learn more about my gift and the way works. Then I moved onto a property that had a haunted room and I refused to enter, my friend knew straight away there was a spirit hanging in there because I refused to go past the door and she scored the encounter during the night. They are no longer there, I acknowledge they played music and they left.
My hubby and I relocated again to Orange and this is when my gifts really came through, I walked straight up to someone and gave them a reading, didn't even know what I said or did just followed what came through, they invited me to their house and tried to make me connect it was horrible, I couldn't do it I did know how but she so desperately wanted more communication. She no longer spoke to me after that.
There were many spirits at my house in Orange and one in particular showed me all the ways in which I can communicate, hearing, seeing, feeling, scribing all of it. Then I found a course and did that, it was quite apparent that I did not need that course, spirit were my teachers and my guides to learning mediumship.
In Orange I got to try out all the lessons, I also learnt when to shout it to the rooftops and when to let people know quietly, I listen to conversations and look for cues as to whether people are open to mediumship or not. But spirit are also cheeky and certainly have me in various situations that I am like ooohhh crap. Like talking to someone who does not believe, and their partner's mother comes through filling my lungs with cigarette smoke, and I start choking on it whilst trying to have a conversation and then wait until they finish and say we need to leave, the partner would follow me outside and say mum was here. Yeah, sorry I couldn't hide it any longer...laughter erupts, typical of her Mum.
Moving back to Taree, I thought that I had lost my ability to communicate with spirit, but no I have found a way to communicate with spirit that works for me. It's quiet and it comes through in my sessions, guidance, healing, love, ancestors, past lives and I love all of it, I love hearing their stories and passing them onto you their loved ones and to help you heal.
Has my mediumship journey ended, and I know everything about it, nope I learn every single day. I am currently reading a Mediumship book that is confirming everything for me. Plus for the last 2 weeks my Nan has been in my office, she has chosen to come through smelling like talcum powder it reminds me of her from when I was a child, then today I saw grandad's favourite car, I feel love from them and a reminder to care for myself and to heal my inner child.
This is my journey and whilst I don't go and hold shows at the RSL or larger auditoriums, it doesn't make me any less than or better than, it just means that I prefer to do mediumship quietly in a space where your grief, pain and sorrow is done privately and isn't on display for everyone to see, my journey may change but right here right now, this is what works for me. It is done remotely until I create a space that I feel comfortable to hold space for you whilst we create connection with your spiritual family.
Enjoy the rest of your week.
Tamarra
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