My first experience was in 1989. I was 11 years old and it was three days after Christmas. My mom was taking us to my hair appointment that day. My mom was driving a Ram Charger. I was in the front seat and my little brother was in the back seat.

It was a sunny day and even though there was snow on the ground, there was melt on the roads and the sky was clear. We came around a corner and my mom hit a patch of black ice. At the time I didn't understand that, only that the car was sliding. I remember looking out the passenger window of the car and seeing the ditch coming closer and then farther as we went back and forth on the road. I could hear my mom screaming. I do not remember if I held on. I only remember that it felt as though time slowed down and my focus was on this ditch coming closer and then farther away.

The next thing I experienced was standing on a beach. I was looking out across the ocean and I could see the sun shining brightly in the sky. I could feel the sun on my face and I could hear the waves as they hit the shore. I saw all of my spirit guides standing also on the beach looking out. I knew I could join them. I knew they were my guides in this life because of other experiences I had as a child.

I started making sand castles with them on the beach. I felt very content and wanted to stay there with them forever. The next thing I knew, it was freezing cold and I couldn't see. I reached up and felt my face and I took off my eyeglasses. They were packed with snow up against my face. I looked down and was laying in the snow. I looked up and saw our Ram Charger upside down with smoke coming out of it. Before I fully understood what had happened, I felt immense anger about being back in this place and did not want to be there.

I heard my mom say my name. She was hanging upside down by her seat belt. I suddenly snapped back into reality and started talking to her and also trying to see my little brother. He had also been thrown from the vehicle and had landed on the top, which was now the bottom. My brother suffered 3rd degree burns on his face and hands where he had been laying on the exhaust pipe. My mom broke her collar bone where the seat belt was and I had stitches in my chin and broke my ankle from being thrown from the vehicle. My brother and I stayed overnight in the hospital and were released the next morning.

Prior to this experience, I had paranormal experiences with spirit guides and loved ones who had passed. After this experience, those extrasensory perceptions enhanced. I also never really felt like I belonged anywhere. I wanted to talk about spirituality and spirits and was obsessed with the occult. I would buy books, even as a young teenager about witches, seances, and paranormal phenomena.

It was challenging to feel such an intensity about the world without having anyone to talk to about it. Sometimes I felt depressed and I would go out into the woods with my journals and write for hours with a connection to spirit. I did have a few friends but I often kept to myself as many of the people in school thought I was strange.

I picked up tarot cards at 17 and immediately understood how to read them. It wasn't until another trauma in 2005 that I decided to leave behind the world and my marriage and pursue working full time as a psychic medium. This led to many experiences including a major pull to the Dalai Lama. I signed up to work as a volunteer in 2011 at the Kalachakra for world peace and received 5 initiations from His Holiness and became a Buddhist in 2009. By 2016, I had spent a decade working with others and underwent several health crises that caused me to face death again and again.

In 2016, I had yet another experience that was a near death experience. This experience occurred through exposure to black mold. I spent several days unable to move my legs. It was about 2:00 in the morning that I knew I was going to leave the world. I felt the angel of death and could see his outline at the foot of my bed. I fought fear until surrender overtook me and in that moment the energy shifted and I blacked out. When I awoke in the morning, I realized I had survived and yet I was completely different. I felt as though I were a ghost floating through a museum in my own apartment as I looked across the photos in my room.

Following this experience, I went on to write 3 books, create a YouTube channel with over 1250 videos, build courses, pursue education in Ayurveda and Yoga, and shift my focus to the awakening of Humanity. I cannot begin to describe how these two experiences have changed my life. Within 4 years, during 2020, of that experience in 2016, I can now not only speak to those who have passed but I understand and feel their transitions at death. While I have been lucid in my dream state most of my life, recently I have experienced an intense shift in my dream state in which I understand that is death and, in fact, death is not at all what we think. I have practiced Tibetan Yogas for dreams and I do believe I am experiencing transitions from other lifetimes when I sleep as well.