I have two very strong memories of what home has been for me. The first one was living in my grandmother’s house. The feeling of security there, the love I experienced from her. Living in her house defined the happiest time I had in my life, as a child. A real home where there was love and care, the walks in the park, being taken on holiday… I call those the “magic moments”.
After leaving her home my search for a new home began again, unconsciously. Up until I was 22 I was like a nomad, I was trying to once again find the same feeling and love that I had experienced with grandmother. She was the one who first introduced me to what a home should be.
My second strong memory takes me back to the age of 22 when I met the medium that helped me hear spirit knocking on my door, which gave me the opportunity to let them into my life. That was the beginning of finding a home that could never be taken away from me, my spiritual home. The power of spirit became both my mother, my father, my teacher and my guardians. They helped me believe in myself, gave me the guidance and support to accept new challenges regarding things I did not believe I could do. They took me to meet my feelings. Some of them were negative, and some of them were positive.
Step by step my spirit family prepared me to accept challenges, and in so doing, I learned to be more responsible for myself. They brought me into contact with my potential and encouraged me to dare to use this inner potential. Consequently, I realised that my potential had become multi-facetted. They introduced me to the concept of love. During that period of my life I certainly experienced defining moments.
“That higher intelligence has given everything that I need to grow and develop, as a person and a medium.
Spirit have never criticised me for making mistakes. With each mistake I made I realised I was being offered an important lesson. They would offer these words: “A mistake is a gift. It offers us the experience of failure or disappointment, leaving one with the question: How can we do it better next time?
They have been my parents and friends in times of sickness, and they have been my allies when I have been afraid. They have never deserted me, but I have deserted them when I chose not to listen to what I did not want to hear. When I did not want to hear something, I did not want to take responsibility for it.
I remember one experience when I said to them: “You have to give me proof that I am meant to work as a medium. “They simply answered: “Okay, alright. “This was in my early twenties, after which I had very little contact with them for several years. Partly because I was going off to learn new things, and secondly because I wanted proof.
That higher intelligence has given everything that I need to grow and develop, as a person and a medium. It has also guided me to my earthly home, Sweden, which has been my home for many years. I have contemplated the thought to become a Swedish citizen for quite some time (not because of Brexit and all that chaos). I had this huge realisation that Sweden has become my real home and it has given me so much. I feel as if it has cared for me and accepted me. It is a place where I have been enabled to realise my dreams and work with them.
So, about two years ago I applied for citizenship and a short time ago I received the document stating that I was a citizen. That felt so good to read, it was as if the missing piece had been found. Now I feel as if I belong somewhere.