Growing up, I would tell my parents and teachers that all I wanted to do in life was help people. I didn't really care how, but I knew that I had this insatiable drive to be of service, to help others find light when they were feeling their most lost.
I have always been considered a "highly sensitive person" with strange interests. As a child, I was able to FEEL the thoughts and emotions of those around me, without realizing it, and I had an uncanny ability to know if someone was telling me an untruth. As far back as I can remember, I was always fascinated by stories of otherworldly realms and accounts of unusual abilities. Even in the 3rd grade, I would go to the library and check out books on strange phenomena, ESP, astrology, auras, angels, spirits and dream symbolism.
In a sense, I was trying to understand myself, trying to gather information about some of the day to day things that were happening in my own life that most often seemed unbelievable or even scary to most people.
What I had once tried to hide and keep secret from the world, I have since come to embrace as gifts from Spirit, as parts of my own divine light shining through in ways that can make a difference not only in my own life, but in the lives of others.