Lisa Andres - Gifted: A Guide for Mediums, Psychics & Intuitives

Copyright 2015 Lisa Andres, Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2015 Lisa Andres, SmashwordsEdition

First Edition 2013

Second Edition 2015

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- A Guide forIndigo Adults & the Parents of Indigo Children

This book isintended to be everything that I was looking for when I was justopening up and used books as my primary source of nourishment indeveloping, or trying to develop, my psychic and medium skills. Ifound lots of autobiographical stories, but there were not manybooks that would attempt to teach me HOW to do this kind ofstuff. At the time, I really didnt even know what I was trying todo and was frustrated in not knowing how to open up.

In addition to opening to your psychic,medium and intuitive gifts, I have also included many othersubjects to assist you on your journey. I added information aboutsuch things as Akashic records and past lives since you may havequestions about those subjects. I also asked my students and peerswhat they would like to see in the book, which is how the chapteron spirit guides was born.

I knew I had been a medium my whole life. Ihad heard and seen dead people since I was a small child. Onthe television, there was a show called Medium. Inadvertisements for the show, there were commercials where the maincharacter had a gang of dead people standing at the foot of herbed. I remember thinking, Thats ME! I felt an immediate sense ofrelief knowing that I wasnt alone; there must be others out therelike me.

I used to think I was constantly being chasedby dead people and that being a medium was a curse. It scared me,too. Now I provide readings for others that are grieving the lossof their loved ones and know that its not a curse; its a gift tobe able to do this work.

When I attended my first psychic developmentclass in 2007, there was a plethora of information coming at meabout many things concerning the paranormal. Some of it I foundinteresting, and there was a time or two I found myself notbelieving a thing Id heard. I say that because you may likely readthis book and have some very similar thoughts. That is okay. Youwill hear it when you are ready to hear it, and if you disagreewith something I say, its okay. What I am writing is my truth, andwhat I believe. It may or may not be yours.

The material in this book isnon-denominational. I was raised in the Roman Catholic Church. Ihave since come to terms with the fact that not all things in thisbook are taught in the church, and likely in other denominations ofChristianity or many other religions. Im okay with that. I knowthat this is a gift from God and know that it is what I came toEarth to do. If you have fear with this material in regards toreligion, it is likely a past life memory, and you can read moreabout that in this book. I will make reference to God and theuniverse often, and to me they are many times one in the same. Ifyou are uncomfortable with either of those terms, please replace itwith a term that encompasses the higher power, or all, to you.

Either way, if you are reading this book youare gifted. And your intuition is telling you that you are apsychic or intuitive, or you are a medium, or both. We areall here to help others heal through our work. I believe its ourcontract on Earth, and that its not a gift that God intended forus to keep for ourselves.

MYSTORY

My family moved from Buffalo, New York, toMinneapolis, Minnesota, when my mother was six months pregnant withme. Although I have never lived in New York, that move somehowshaped me more than my family knows. I was born on Fathers Day,June 18, 1972. It was two weeks before my due date, but I amconvinced I heard my father tell my mother the day before that hewanted me as a gift for Fathers Day. To this day, my dad and Icall it our special day. My parents were divorced before I couldremember, and I grew up with my dad. Later, some extended familyfrom the east coast joined us. Both parents remarried, but I neverhad siblings.

I started to see and sense spirits when I wasa toddler. When I learned how to form what I saw into words, it wasnot well accepted by my Roman Catholic family. I got sent to apsychiatrist at around age seven, and I quickly learned what to sayto make them believe I was over it. Early childhood was lonely forme. It was hard not to have brothers and sisters to play with andto be from another state. I did not care where I was born. I talkedlike them and was their little New York clone. It was just enoughto isolate me. I always knew I was different and longed to benormal. The first time I was bullied was on the bus on the way tokindergarten. I so desperately wanted to make friends with theother girls. One day, when I was tapped on the shoulder by twogirls my age sitting behind me, I was relieved that they wanted tobefriend me. Then, they sprayed perfume in my eye.

We moved out of the city and into a trailerpark in the country when I was in grade school. The kids there weredifferent, but they bullied me anyway. Every day, I used to walk tothe bus stop and get beat up. I did not know what I was doingwrong, and I dreaded going to school. My dad worked the overnightshift then. He needed to find a babysitter that would take meovernight, and only one family would do that. When he drove me bytheir place to show me where I would be going, I screamed andcried. It was the home of the girl that bullied me the worst. Hecried and apologized, but since we did not have much of a supportgroup in Minnesota, I went to that babysitter anyway. They had ayounger daughter my age that took me under her wing and taught mehow to fight. In that place, it is what you had to do to survivegoing to school every day. I still know that friend to this day andwill always be thankful I met her.

We moved, again, to a house nearer the citywhen I was in junior high school. I was not as afraid of bullies bythen, but I was exhausted from a childhood of fighting to make myway. The bullies at the new school could sense me, though, and soonI was challenged. I was tired of fighting. I feel that my abilityto see spirits must have gone dormant in those years. Or, perhaps,I just wasnt in touch with that ability because I did not havemuch peace while I was growing up.

When I was about 17, I started to sense theparanormal again. By age 20, all of the things I had suppressed orignored for so long engulfed me. So many things were happening atonce, I could not make heads or tails of it, but I knew it wasparanormal. I could hear voices sometimes in the form of whatseemed like chatter in my ear. I could see things moving sometimes;not only spirits, but actual physical objects. One night I saw mylip balm being carried across my room by some invisible force. Ieven felt spirits get into bed with me at night, which nearlyunhinged me.

The one constant I had in the years that Istarted to open up again was my Grandma Ali. I could call heranytime day or night and tell her about the crazy things thathappened to me, and she would listen and try to help me understand.I found out my mom had this ability, too. My mom and I livedtogether for the first time I could remember when I was about 20.We lived in what my mother refers to as