Hello from the Other Side


Out of all the things I've shared with you all, this is the one that's scared me the most to be open about. Not because I'm ashamed, but because I know just how powerfully destructive this difference in beliefs can end up becoming. Please read this with an open mind and open heart.

Once upon a time I worked as a medium/spiritual consultant. 

A lot of people thought I was crazy but a lot more people came to me for help and guidance. I did this work for 3 years before tragedy struck me and I ended up misplacing my faith. I decided to take a break from what I did until I was able to feel confident in who I was again. I'm still not at that point yet but I know one day that I will be.

I'm by no means religious but I'm very spiritual. My friends and family were mostly embarrassed by my gifts and what I was doing so publicly without care or concern. My ex even questioned my authenticity. But I never let anyone's judgements deter me from my work. I loved what I did and I even made some amazing lifelong friends from it. My "specialty" area was clearing out negative energies from people and their homes.

The worst part of the job were the nasty skeptics and self-righteous religious extremists. I was either going to hell, or told to go to hell, on a regular basis. You need to have a very thick skin to work in a field that nothing but faith can prove exists. I was tested every day but it was worth it. I can't wait for the day where I find my belief in myself again and can continue with the work I started.

We all have a story. We all have a past. But it's only what we do in the present that has the power to determine our future. You can either let differences develop into divides, or you can let them become the beginning of new adventures. Embrace the different. Learn to enjoy change. And respect those bold enough to be their extraordinary selves in a world full of ordinary anybodies.

Until next time,
Ruby xx

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