My first experience that I can remember, with being a medium, came when I was around 14. Up until that time I was extremely intuitive, and had many precognitive dreams. When I was young around 4 or 5, I would awake during the night and see movies of events on my wall. I have no idea, why I was being shown such things, and do not remember what the content was. When I awakened my parents, I was always told that I was dreaming. I would also look out of my bedroom window during the night and see water and ships from long ago, visions from the past. We lived on dry land but very near to the ocean. I now believe the sights I was seeing were once where the harbor was. As, I was always being told I was dreaming, I started leaving clues for myself. The need was great to prove to myself that these experiences were real and I was actually in the present moment. It was very frustrating to be the child of intuitive parents who refused to explore these strange experiences with me! So, during the cold New York winters with the radiators barely putting out any heat, I would crawl up to my big window, sit on the sill and blow warm air from my mouth to fog up the window. I would then write my name, Susan, in the fog on the window. The next day, I would again blow warm air from my mouth and low and behold there was my name, plain as day! I had not been dreaming these unusual events. They were real and there was no one to talk to or share them with, until now. Welcome to my world.
