Tapping In
I want to explore a part of myself I have not allowed to exist openly. My intuitive self. The part of me who sees what others cannot, or who dare not mention aloud.
For clarification, I do not see dead people hanging around to pass some knowledge on to a loved one. That is not my gift, and I am not discouraging others with that type of seeing. To be honest I am glad I was not gifted such. The universe knows who can handle such a task. I am not that person.
Cracking the door open a few articles ago- My First Encounters Between the Realms
I introduced a part of me only a handful of people have been trusted with knowing. Now, whoever reads this will know, will judge and will question. Does such communication between the realms of the here and now and the then and there, actually exist?
Something does, it is not as if I decided to see, feel, smell and hear what isn`t here. I have shut down aspects of my gift. I use “gift” to describe this aspect of myself rather than “curse”, because curse holds negative meaning to the ability I have.
We all dream, yet many do not remember their dreams. I can analyze a dream while I am having it. As if I am watching a film play out in my subconscious mind. I pause a dream, analyze what has happened to that point, then un-pause and the dream continues. That ability developed slowly over the years. I became better at it after my first pulmonary embolism that almost took my life. See my story - The Dream That Saved My Life - for reference
Nothing is straight forward, it is left for you to decipher its meaning. Different symbols have different meaning for me than to another. I know this without knowing why.
When awake from an early age until about the age of 21, I had episodes of astral projection. I feared this part of myself only because I feared not getting back into my body. I was young and my Catholic upbringing didn`t allow for such talk let alone participation.
My body would vibrate, it`s hard to describe, but vibrate internally and I would feel myself lift from the weight of my body and see my surroundings. I was equally in awe as I was afraid. I could go from room to room. This is the part of me, I prayed God would stop. And he did. If I travel it is now in my dream state.
In my dreams, this travel has taken me to a huge hospital, with many floors, the number endless. Here I have searched for my parents, felt their presence and sought knowledge in some kind of library. I have been in an elevator that revolves not open and shuts. You go in and appear on different floors. I have had that projection at least 4 to 5 times.
I feel the wind flow across my face. How, I wonder when I am free of the cloak that covers my soul? My seances intact and magnified. In my dreams I don`t fear not re-entering, why? I have so many questions of curiosity.
I want to explore, I want to tap in. I want to expand my abilities I have kept hidden. Where does one research such a topic? Do we all possess such ability? Is there a part of ourselves we forgotten? Do other`s feel this too?
Is there a great awakening beckoning our souls to remember where we originated from? A universal calling of “remembrance”?
Who am I and what has been my purpose? I feel as if I am an old soul. I have walked this planet many, many times. It is a knowing deep within and I long for that connection to remember the whole of my existence.
Does anyone else feel this? Please leave a comment if you have had experiences that cannot be explained.
I am finally ready to be - Tapped In.
Are you?
✨Be the Light


Reading your words, Debbie, I sense not just a personal unveiling but a stirring of something collective, ancient, and forward-moving. There’s a spirit animating our age—what I’ve come to understand as “The Most Great Spirit”—that seems to be calling forth capacities long buried or feared. You’ve described your journey with such honesty and reverence that I wonder if your intuitive self is now ready to be tapped into this larger movement—one that doesn’t deny mystery, but invites it into the light.
In the teachings I follow, this time is seen as pregnant with immense potential, a kind of spiritual springtime. Your courage to step into your gift, to ask aloud whether others feel it too, seems part of that flowering. You remind me that the soul travels many paths to remembrance. And perhaps this—your readiness to be tapped in—is also the soul’s response to that universal call.
Thank you for the light you bring. You’re not alone.