TheMinimalistGoth

This is super weird for me to do this, I’m not much of a writer or any sort of story-teller. But i’m here to explain my experience being clairaudient ! First, and foremost; this is a series pertaining to my “abilities”. I will explain my experiences, how I developed them, and how you can too! 

NOTE: Excuse any foul language I use, I didn’t want this to be unrealistic. Think of this as my inner monologue.This is a uncut, unedited, totally raw and realistic experience of psychic abilities and mediumship.  😊 

(Part 2: How to develop your abilities - will be posted next week. )

My Early Years (and Past)-

Screw the sappy boring storytelling of me seeing “ghosts” as a kid. I think all of those stories are great and spooky but being clairvoyant is one of the hardest abilities to develop ( and rarest ). So when I was about 5 or 6, the earliest recollection of my memories - I started hearing things. Yeah just things, nothing crazy or special like “ Hey I’m dead and you can hear me”. Just sounds of people talking in another room far away. I could never make out what the words were but I could just hear the speaking. No, nobody was home thanks for assuming. Mind you I was a nervous wreck as a child and as soon as I heard that shit I got so scared that it would “shut off” the ability for a while and I wouldn’t hear anything. 

This is also why I believe everyone can be one of the Clair’s, but it’s fear that stops our bodies and mind from being open to those experiences. Anyways, every time I got sick as a kid I would get into pretty deep sleeps because of Advil and ya know, just being sick as fuck. There would be a stage in between sleeping and being awake that was kind of like sleep paralysis. I couldn’t move but I was sorta awake, or at least I knew I wasn’t asleep yet,  almost knocked out type of stage (like meditating but not ). In this stage I would feel like I was in a room full of people talking, like I was at some party. But I could barely ever make out what they were saying. Everyone was talking over each other. Then boom, I pass out and sleep. 

I never understood what I was experiencing, I just thought i was just really sick and that was normal. This continued on until I was 10, every time I was somewhere alone I would here someone call my name. I tripped the fuck out. It was scary, especially in the shower! Thought I was becoming a lunatic or losing my shit, turns out I was just channeling accidentally.  Fast forward to me in high school, I completely lost my abilities out of fear and fear of maybe the devil was tryna possess me or some shit lmao, I read too many scary stories. Then my great-grandmother passed away when I was in my junior year. I was in my bed, just trying to relax and I see this large shadow figure ( like a silhouette type thing ) hunched over my bed. I almost shit my pants, I get terrified seeing things you normally wouldnt. I still believe that was her the same night she passed, just looking over me.