There’s a story that goes a lot like this….once upon a time, in a small village, there was a girl equally small in stature.

In part, this smallness attributed to a more dynamic internal existence, a world where imagination out shone reality as ‘small’ equated to being unseen and unheard.

Imagine it, a small girl in a small village, unable to fully decipher or discern how to been seen or how to be heard, as there seemed to be limitations all around her.

This is when and where reality began to bend as a small town girl marvelled on the hopes and the dreams and prays that spirituality existed. Hoping, wishing, that angels and god were all around, listening to and hearing her prays. And if angels and god exist, then spirit, ghosts must exist also.

A small girl, in small village, believing that the darkness housed fear inducing beings and that somehow, one day, she would know these beings more closely aligned with the physical worlds portrayal of ghosts. “Show yourself”, was a regularly request during night time visitations. 

Imagine it, a world where the harshness of physical living was eased by the internal world of imagination, of connections with beings, energies and imagined entities. None the less, she was open and often befriended and behaved in ways that spoke of otherworldly energies and entities.

That was me. A romanticised version, but still me.

I spent a lot of my time in my own head, in my own space, talking and conversing to me. Only, it wasn’t me, was it? To me, I was talking to angels or to god. To me I was talking to something outside of myself, only, I didn’t really know it at the time; understanding comes with age and reflection.

At such a young age, I was deeply afraid of the dark, and this was mostly due to what I now call, Shadow People. These people or energies, were dark (in colour), unknown, and mostly just standing there, hoovering in the darkness or standing over the top of me. The fear was real, and yet, it was a fear driven by the fact that they wouldn’t help me to understand their presence or what was going on around me at the time.
Fast forward to the advantages of age and a lot of work with coming to know the Shadow People and what they are around me for, and their presence in my sleeping hours is diminished to the point where I can go long periods without seeing them.

Digressing to the beginning of the story, and I guess that in a sense, I always had the ability to sense something outside of myself (or within myself), that was not seen, felt or experienced by everyone. I look back know and wish I had a better understanding of it early on in life, or that I was able to speak to others about it because, maybe, just maybe that would have contributed to me developing my mediumship abilities a lot earlier in life.

As it is, it wasn’t until 2009 that I began to really allow myself to feel energy, to converse with nature, and to get to know the Shadow People who have always been present for me. Unearthing the medium within at a later stage in life takes a little more effort as we are filled with ideas and notions that require us to break away from or deconstruct in order to develop relationships with spirit more efficiently and evidentiary. However, it can be done, with an open heart and an open mind, you can tune into the medium within, at any stage of your life.

Flashback - Spirit Talks (Jan)-

PLUS: Join me and fellow medium, Kerrie Wearing for our new show, Mediums Unearthed, beginning on the 2nd day of March 2021.

 Author: Raw & Real Goddess’ Gemma Rose is a Holistic Healer & Ancestral Alchemist, focusing on the mind, body, heart, soul, spirit, family and life. Gemma Rose has over 10 years’ experience in healing, counselling and mentoring women, is an advocate and support system for mental health and wellbeing, holistic pathways, empowering others and breaking taboos. She is also a spirit talker, author and creative spirit.

Together, we can unleash the goddess within!

I acknowledge the traditional owners of country throughout Australia. I acknowledge traditional custodians of land, river and seas, and their deep cultural connection to country and community. I pay my respects to them and their cultures, to elders both past, present and emerging, and I pay my respects the the Biripi people upon which I reside, work and play. I also pay respect to my culture of heritage, people, land and waterways of Kamilaroi.

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