The Medellín Prophecy: Preternatural Abilities and the Lonely Road to Practice
A few weeks ago, I walk into a bar in Medellín, Colombia, traipsing into unexplored fields on a solo travel trip. I’m alone, beefing up my confidence to connect with some good people using my second non-native tongue, Spanish, and I walk in to meet the most glorious people, Kennedy from Jamaica, whose son looks exactly like him and is the owner of the venue, which has banging dancehall music that makes it impossible not to bust some moves. Then I meet the bartender, Alejo, who whips up a blue exotic cocktail and starts sharing about his wonderful self and life. He’s only worked at the club for four months, after losing his graphic design and food marketing business to chapter 11 bankruptcy. We are talking for hours and he asks what I do and I tell him I’m an astrologer and I do spiritual work. He asks me if I’m a psychic and I tell him yes and his face lights up, gushing, like a recognition: there’s finally someone who sees him on a level that he doesn’t experience often in his everyday world. We talked about his astrology chart, being an Aquarius, “so many people around, but alone”.
Then he busts out a big reveal:
“Last night I dreamed that a woman with curly hair just like yours came to this bar, but I actually know that person and she doesn’t like me… It’s very strange to have dreamed about that last night and for you to be here today. I have premonitory dreams but I’ve never been able to interpret them.”
I was like WHOA, but also NOT surprised! This kind of occurrence, tapping into strange serendipitous otherworldly phenomena that is both inexplicable and the highest level of accurate and life-affirming, happens to me and people in my orbit literally all the time, it’s as common as taking breath. This is not about bragging rights, this is just what happens when you walk the path, you find other souls who glow, those who also have preternatural abilities, we magnetize.
Then I told him I’m not surprised and what he experiences is absolutely real, as hard and solid as the wood on the bartop. I shared my very rooted opinion that spiritual gifts can lay dormant, come out randomly and sporadically, unless you learn to identify them and literally utilize them, train and practice your abilities. Like literally everything else in the world and universe, on the most pragmatic level, when you practice something over and over again, you eventually become an expert.
I’ve been privileged and blessed to have “psychic” gifts all my life and it took me years of shamanic practice, journeying every single week for years, taking courses and workshops, entering a three-year astrology mentorship, while training in Reiki certification, practicing on friends, family and eventually clients to get “good” and comfortable with what I’m doing, to be able to converse with spirits and get clear, accurate downloads and perform curative healings. I’m 13 years into my official professional practice now, but on that path in the early days, it was often lonely and isolating. Even while reaching the depths of beauty and profundity of existence of infinite cosmic realms, I wish I had a human mentor. I thank you Spirits, I want to acknowledge you have never left my side throughout and I appreciate and love you beyond, and it would have been nice to have someone beside me whom I could trust and could be in the same conversation and preternatural experience with me, something that is not common conversation at a bar, dinner table, cafe or while out on a museum stroll with people who are completely oblivious to what it’s like to live with spiritual gifts.
After years of serving clients, this similar theme came up over and over again in so many sessions. Over time it became clear, I realized, like Alejo, so many people I come across and serve have such profound preternatural gifts and a similar struggle: not knowing how to use them, who to talk to about what they’re experiencing or how to concretely express their abilities into the world. This is the whole foundation of the new mentorship I’m offering, Spirit Stomach.
Sending you major love wherever you are.
