A Brief Glimpse Into My Energy World

My Spiritual Childhood

I wasn’t sure where to begin with this blog—so I figured I’d start with my earliest spiritual experiences, even the ones that felt a little scary at the time. My connection to energy and spirit started when I was a child, though I didn’t fully understand it back then.

One of my first memories in the spiritual realm was actually a difficult one—I used to see dark spirits and energies that haunted me at night. But from that came something beautiful. At a very young age, I met one of my spirit guides. I remember shaking her hand, and from then on, she became a comforting presence who helped me navigate that confusing time.

I had siblings, a family around me, but did anyone really believe what I was experiencing? I was made to feel like maybe I imagined it all. But I didn’t. And as I got older, those kinds of spiritual experiences didn’t go away.

Even as an adult, I’ve had moments where I’ve seen angels—not the way they’re shown in movies and books, but as radiant shapes, like spheres and cylinders of light. I’m still learning what these visions mean.

I also see colors—but understanding what the colors represent is still a journey I’m on. I know they can often be interpreted as auras, but what I experience feels like something more. Sometimes, I’ll be lying down, looking at the ceiling, and the lightshow of colors I see feels like another universe entirely. It’s hard to explain, but it’s vivid, alive, and deeply moving.

During Reiki sessions, the colors show up too. They swirl, shift, and pulse—almost like they’re trying to communicate something. While I could simply call this aura reading, I truly believe there are deeper meanings behind the colors. Meanings I’m still uncovering, piece by piece, as I continue to walk this path.

Finding My Way Back to Healing

While those early experiences were powerful, the moment things really started to shift for me was in 2012, when I was introduced to something called BodyTalk. That was my first real taste of what healing could look like beyond the physical.

It was through BodyTalk that someone first told me I had healing energy in my hands. I didn’t fully understand what that meant at the time, but it stuck with me. I continued with sessions and eventually started taking courses. I loved BodyTalk for what it gave me, but I never felt called to become a practitioner.

Over the years, I had a mentor who was a big part of that chapter. Our connection ran deep, and over time, the boundaries between practitioner, mentor, and friend became blurred. When that friendship unfortunately ended, it left me feeling unanchored and unsure of how to continue healing myself.

Then in 2020, Reiki found me—or maybe I found it. I suddenly remembered a moment from years earlier during a crystal healing course, when someone had mentioned Reiki and was shocked I’d never heard of it. That memory came flooding back, and something about it felt important. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, so I followed the pull.

I started with an online Reiki course and then moved into Holy Fire Reiki. And since then, it’s become a part of who I am. I’ve used Reiki to support friends, family, and anyone who needed it—never charging, just offering it with intention and calling in the energy whenever someone asked.

Looking Ahead

And that brings me to now. Still healing, still learning, still sharing. This blog will be a space for that—my journey, my thoughts, and everything in between.

Some posts might be about energy work, spiritual experiences, or the things I’m uncovering as I continue to trust my path. It won’t be perfect. But it will be honest.

If you’re here reading this, thank you. I’m not writing as a teacher or expert—I’m writing as someone who’s always felt a little different, always seen a little more, and is finally giving that part of herself a voice.