How I Became A Psychic: Part 1


I was always a sensitive child.  This was long before I knew the meaning of the word empath or that being psychic wasn’t a sin.  I struggled like most of us do with doubts and insecurities.  Trying to find my way through adolescence by experimenting with alcohol and drugs and religion, often at the same time.

I have always believed in God but it was my mother’s god and not my understanding of Creator.  Yet I never doubted that angels were among us and that praying to saints could help me find my keys.

When I was 18 years old I went to a Christian prayer meeting and was baptized in the Holy Spirit.  I went home after that meeting and immediately lay down for bed.  A strange language came bubbling out of me and I started to giggle.  At the meeting I was told that one of the gifts of the Holy Spirit was speaking in tongues and I had received that gift.  I would speak in tongues when I was afraid and this strange language would comfort me.  I didn’t do any thing with this gift except pray as I didn’t know any better at the time.

Many years later I had stopped drinking and was an active participant in Alcoholics Anonymous.  There was a man there who I was inexplicably drawn to.  I was hoping to have a romantic relationship with him but he simply wasn’t interested in me that way.  My attraction to him was bordering on obsession and I knew I needed help.  I went to a psychic.

Cheryl B. was the first real psychic I had ever been to.  I had my cards read at parties before but knew that they weren’t accurate so I didn’t take it very seriously.  Cheryl was different.  I met her at her house and she surprised me by meeting me in a velour sweat pants and top.  She was not what I expected!  I was expecting a turbaned guru with rings and a crystal ball.  Cheryl was ordinary and I liked her immediately.

I told her about my obsession with this man and she took me up to her healing room and taught me a process called de-cording.  I immediately felt different.  She suggested I do not see this man for one year and I didn’t.  You can read more about the process of decording here.

I went home after my meeting with Cheryl and immediately started to see things.  The de-cording process opened something within me that I didn’t have access too before.  Disclaimer:  I have not met another person who has had this psychic experience due to a de-cording session.

My psychic eye had opened up and all hell had broken loose in my apartment.  Apparently I was living  in a vortex of psychic activity and didn’t know it until this day.  That is the day my baptism into the realm of a psychic began.  A baptism by fire . . .


7 thoughts on “How I Became A Psychic: Part 1

  1. I am very grateful that you are writing more frequently. Each posting resonates with me and I learn and feel relief hearing your story. You are a special person, Della, and I feel like I won the lottery to be working with you!

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