Hello everyone, my name is Tia!
I can’t tell you how long I’ve been sitting on this, trying to find the best way to introduce myself (curse my Virgo moon!). My spiritual path has been long and windy throughout my entire life, which makes it difficult to find the best place to start. I didn’t have much of a spiritual presence in my life growing up. My dad is a staunch atheist/born again Christian escapee and my mom was raised a “lazy Catholic” (her words), so between the two of them, nothing pertaining to religion or spirituality was touched on during my childhood. My first connection to the divine was through a fascination and love of crystals. My mom has always had a draw to them, and we used to go to gem shows together. My maternal grandmother used to take me to the natural history museum and I once got in a massive amount of trouble for trying to hug one of the giant crystals there.
When I was about six, I had an encounter with a shadow figure, a man in a hat. He would appear in my childhood home and scare the living daylights out of me. After my experience with him, I started to grow more sensitive to the ghosts who lived there as well. I grew up on the old grounds of the MGM studio lots in Los Angeles, and boy was that place full of lively spirits- both friendly and not so friendly. My whole family thought I had lost my marbles, so I was drugged and diagnosed with a couple mental health problems that were later dismissed.. but that’s another story.
A few years later when my paternal grandfather passed, I began to speak with angels and communicate with them. I’ve been able to feel their presence my entire life, and even though I’ve struggled with any sort of faith in the past, that feeling of their Divine presence has never gone away. As a kid, I would sit and write letters to the guardians, spirits and passed loved ones, and draw strange symbols all over the papers. One day, my maternal grandmother took me to a Viking exhibit at the Getty museum and told me they were our ancestors, and that was when I saw a tablet with the Elder Futhark. The symbols I had been writing were some of the runes, none of which I had seen before. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but I became completely in love with the idea that somehow, I was connected to my ancestors on a deeper level. (That same grandma also inspired a love of playing cards at a young age. I used to carry a deck in my purse at all times and just shuffle when I was feeling anxious… which later morphed into a tarot obsession ;])
Through declining health, I lost faith and let go of any fascinations I had with the paranormal and Divine, past waiting for what felt like inevitable death (and watching Ghost Whisperer marathons, lol). I had been convinced that I was crazy, so I just stopped thinking about it all and let my curiosity fade.
When I was eighteen, a good friend of mine told me he was in love with me, so I asked him out on a date. He always sparked wonderful conversations and we could talk about anything. He never thought I was crazy- just absolutely fascinating. He wanted to hear all of my stories and encouraged me to tell him everything. We very quickly moved in together and despite how sick I was, he never gave up on me. He worked hard to keep a roof over our heads and made sure I could go to the doctors I needed, and rest when I couldn’t work any more. Not only did he reignite my curiosity and passion, but he made me want to really LIVE. Because of him, I studied as hard as I could, anything and everything to try and combat my declining health… which quickly led me to alternative therapies that I had been ridiculed for even thinking about in the past. Meditation, becoming certified in reiki and chakra and color therapy helped me to cure myself of my cPTSD, and opened my mind to so much more. I also studied with a naturopathic doctor, which in turn put me in a position to truly diagnosing my health problems and at age 28, finally resolving them after a life long battle- though not without struggle and sacrifice. At age 26, I had a miscarriage due to the undiagnosed problems. I questioned faith as a whole and threw away my entire practice, including a whole library of books, and a fairly successful business I had been building. Once again, my now husband, saved me. He dug my books and tools out of the trash and put them aside until I was ready to reclaim them… and after a few months of healing, I did just that. It turns out that the miscarriage saved my life in a strange way. Because it happened, my health problems got worse to the point that they were actually easier to diagnose properly, so the healing could truly begin. No more false starts. It was then that it really clicked for me; everything happens for a reason, whether we like it or not.
The balance of spiritual and health has led me to the belief that they are one in the same. When I hit a roadblock with my health, I’d go back to studying the spiritual. When I’d hit a roadblock with my spiritual life, I’d return focus to my health… and eventually, they met in the middle to form one cohesive path. Now at 29 years old, I am a medical intuitive, spiritual consultant, professional tarot reader, psychic medium, and mama to a very healthy and incredibly smart, joyful little boy named Bear.
I had my first reading with Bernadette in mid August, and while I thought I had confidence in myself and my abilities already, that feeling just expanded a billion times over after chatting with her. Things started to click into place so fast, my head was spinning! Not only that, but Mama Bear saved me from making a huge mistake and second guessing where I wanted to move my family. She said that wherever we moved would be surrounded by nature, and when we got there, we’d feel like we never wanted to leave. Within two weeks, we were picking up and moving across states. As soon as we got to our new home, it was just as she said- surrounded by nature and we were overwhelmed with a feeling of never wanting to leave. I am so unbelievably grateful for her advice and I’m doing my best to absolutely run with it all.
I feel so honored to be stepping into this community, as during my lurking over the last few months, I’ve read some amazing stories and y’all seem like such wonderful people. I’m sure I’ve forgotten a whole bunch that I wanted to say, but this was a long post so it’s probably for the best anyway. Thank you thank you thank you to Bernadette and her moderators, and AROOO to the rest of the wild pack! Thank you for having me! I look forward to making friends with you.
Much love and thanks for reading!
Tia.
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Extremely thankful you have survived the grief and the trauma. You have a beautiful way about you and I am thrilled that the animals are calling to you. I have a feeling that this is just the beginning of a beautiful journey for you. May you find what you are searching for!
Hugs!