As a child, I always knew I was different. I grew up in a very strict Roman Catholic household where I was the fifth of six children, the youngest being my twin sister. I came from a family where my great grand-father on my father's side was a medium and a history of psychics were apparent on my mother’s side. I could always sense Spirit around me. Whether it was chills or a warm feeling. I always sensed that I wasn't alone. My curiosity about the spirit world, angels and death is something that has been an innate part of me. I remember spirits coming into my room at night scaring the heck out of me. My earliest memory was when I was in my crib. I remember seeing a very tall man standing before me trying to settle in bed.... I saw him again when I was playing with my twin sister outside of our home in Montreal, Quebec. He was watching my sister and I play. I remember looking confused because I could see right through him... I think at that point is when I really started to get curious about what happens to us after we die.

I was nine years old when my maternal grandmother died, and I remember it as though it was yesterday. It wasn't too long after her death that I awoke in the middle of the night.... I remember her waking me up. She was beautiful. For a nine-year-old it was as though someone was shining down this light above her, she just sparkled. It was breathtaking to see, She took my hand and started stroking it. She didn't speak but telepathically I could hear everything she said to me. She told me never to worry and that she will always be with me to guide me through my journey... From that night on my grandmother has been by my side and has continued to guide and support me.

The most challenging experience for me was when my friend from High School passed away of cancer in her forties. Even though we lived provinces apart we always kept in touch. Her death was very difficult for me. She was the most caring and loving friend I knew. The great gift I got from her was when she came to visit me before she died. I cherish the time I had with her then and treasure the memories we shared even more now. She continues to always and be around me whenever I need her the most.

I always felt and knew that life continued after death. I can’t explain why, but I always had a knowing...It took many years, and it was not until I was in my forties that I knew had to do something... I spent years hiding my gifts and afraid to speak to anyone about them because I was afraid people would think I was a lunatic.

Today I continue to facilitate, volunteer and do platforms, message services, demonstrations, mini readings and special events whilst participating in weekly mediumship circles. While there are a few different forms of mediumship, I work as a mental medium, which means I communicate with spirits through the use of telepathy. Spirits impress my mind and body with thoughts and feelings that come in the form of "clairs." I mentally "hear" (clairaudience), "see" (clairvoyance), "know" (claircognizance) and/or "feel" (clairsentience) messages from spirits. This work allows me to be a voice and a conduit of the spirit world, and it brings me great joy to help others heal while bringing relief and comfort to everyone I connect with.