The Spiritual Gifts I Have Been Blessed With...

My Ancestors have called out to me for as long as I can remember although at first, I was not aware. Throughout my whole life in moments of sadness or anguish I have felt a warm embrace and have drifted off smoothly to sleep in moments where I believed sleep was not an option. In times of hardship, I would feel cold to the touch and the air around me would be cold no matter the season. I know now that this was my ancestor’s presence, this was the presence of all those who have passed who look after me and care for me while in their energy form.

Growing up as a child I always felt as if I could feel someone in the room with me despite no one physically being there. I could see shadows and I could dream with those who had passed away vividly. This would be something that would manifest itself in various times of my life.

My first experience was when my uncle passed away; I was about 10 years old when this happened and did not have a close connection to him. I remember in the dream I was running and getting ready to climb a gate and he stopped me where I stood. This dream so different than any of the others I had ever had because I was incredibly aware and even able to ask him if he were dead. He told me that he was but needed me to pass messages to my mother and my sister. I listened and passed the messages without knowing that this was a spiritual gift I had been given.

The next experience that I can remember of speaking to the dead in my dreams was when a friend named Jay Jay (a brother by heart and someone I include when I elevate my Ancestors) was killed. When he passed I could feel him all around me and it was as if I could hear his whispers nudging me to take care of the people he loved. The first dream I had of him he showed me various places where he was supposed to have money hidden and asked me to give it to his daughter. Although the money was never found the place in which he told me it was hidden did in fact exist. In the next dream he took the time to to clear of the name of a close friend whom people were spreading vicious rumors about. He told me that this person loved him and would never hurt him. Not too long after I remember sitting in the courtyard where we lived and lighting candles for him (I did this consistently.) Not too long after the friend he had spoken to me about appeared (in physical form); He told me that he needed to clear his name because he knew people were spreading rumors about him. He said I needed to know how deeply he loved Jay Jay and that he could never hurt him. I had various dreams with him throughout the years where he gave me warnings for the people he loved; warnings that included telling people to go to the hospital because they were sick and others that included telling people to stop being involved in the places that did not serve them. Jay Jay by far was the strongest connection I experienced. I could feel him in a room with me, he could move items in a room to show me he was there and once he even cause a candle glass to pop and break (this was at a time when his soul struggled to get where it needed to be.) When he passed, he was the closest person to me and even as I write this now, I can feel his presence by the goosebumps and shivers I feel inside.

When I was in college a friend of mine passed by the name of Christopher (we called him Pimpin.) I remember dreaming with him various times after his death but on the day of his funeral I remember waking up with a task in mind. I got up and went straight to the computer needing to edit a picture of him; I had the strongest need to give him angel wings and a halo. It took me all day but when I was done, I felt a sense of peace. At his funeral I showed this picture to his mother (as if a whisper told me I should) and she instantly cried. She told me that she had asked him for a sign that he was her angel and I had just given her that sign. I dreamt with him a few times after this experience, his light in death grew brighter.

My next experience would be with an ex-boyfriend Timothy who passed; the details of which I will not get into here. I told his mother of a dream I had, and she verified for me that it was a message much needed and resonated with her deeply. When I visit him at the cemetery, I can hear his footsteps at times walking with me, and more recently on Halloween I say he visited me. When getting into my bed at night I could smell his cologne all around me. I take it as a sign that his energy has transmuted to light.

My mother has also passed on and I have had various dreams with her as well. The most one that sticks out to me was at a time I was having an internal battle. At this time, I was worried that my energy was more dark than light and it had me in anguish. My mother came to me in a dream, and it was as if we were in the cloud, all around us was white (including the clothes we wore.) She sat on a step, and I sat on another laying my head in her lap. She ran her fingers through my hair and whispered in my ear that I was from the light just like her. The rest of the dream was in silence, and she just allowed me to be in her presence and comfort.

More recently I had a dream with my grandmother (who passed about 2 years ago) and it was different than all the others. In the dream it felt like sleep paralysis, and she was very angry. She kept shaking me by my shoulders and yelling at me about her apartment. In time, I made the connection that her soul hadn’t realized she passed and that she was very confused. Through guidance of my Ancestors and connection to source energy I learned how to do an ancestor elevation. I did this elevation for her soul and asked for her guides go to her and bring her to the light. Since then, I have begun smelling smells that I associate with her at random times and dreamt with her as well (in the dream I wasn’t aware, but I believe I remember this dream fully because I needed to see that she was ok.) When I call out to her now, I can feel her presence and I know that her energy grows strong.

I’ve had various other experiences where I have been able to help others interpret their dreams with their dead and decipher messages. In a soul connection I have with a friend I have been able to tell him what he needed to hear from his deceased loved ones on more than one occasion. A friend of my brother-in-law recently also passed, and I was able to pass on messages. These messages I could hear in my mind, and some were like visions or flashes of pictures. These experiences happened while awake and were almost like whispers or thoughts that popped into my head.

More recently through Ancestor Elevations I have been able to feel and connect to my Ancestors. I’ve gained an awareness and knowing that it is they who have enabled me to do all of these beautiful things. It has been their presence that has given me comfort in times of sorrow and anguish. It has been their whispers in my ear that has led me to follow this beautiful path that I am on. I have learned to follow the trail of breadcrumbs and listen to their guidance. Since I have started listening, I have noticed that my life has started to shift and the things I need are flowing to me with ease.

Since connecting with my Ancestors the transformation within myself has been immense. There is one spirit, I call him grandfather (I just know he is one) that has led me by the hand. He pushed me to do my ancestry and in doing so I have learned that I have a plethora of indigenous ancestry. This is where I believe my spiritual gifts have come from. He is now leading me on the path to becoming my most authentic version of me and claiming all the gifts of my lineage. In doing this I honor him and all those I have with me in spirit, in doing this I elevate my soul and all my lineage.

When initially starting to write I didn’t know where this would end. I allowed the words to flow and be led by love. I know now that this is a CALL. A CALL to those who will read this and have it resonate in their being. I urge you to call out to your Ancestors to connect. I promise when you do, they will make themselves known. If you are asking yourself “why me?” or “What reason would your Ancestors have to choose you out of everyone?” In response, I will leave you with the words written by Makhosi Ateyo Nkanyezi that spoke to my soul. “What I know for sure is that the reason is not because you are broken. It is because you are whole. A pure and worthy vessel that can be filled to do great things. The Ancestors chose you for a reason. God dreamed of you and brought you to life for a reason. Spirit continues to fill you up with breath so that you can be that reason.” “You are your Ancestors most favorite child”.