This morning I got up to see a subscriber email from Druid and author John Beckett. In his newsletter he talked about Seo Helrune’s post about Tweens And The Unseen Not Your Typical Tween Drama—about spirits and your kids. It definitely resonated.
Psychic abilities run in both sides of my family, but are stronger on my mom’s side. I’ve always been able to see and hear entities. When I was little, my “imaginary friends” were spirits who often took animal forms, as well as Ancestors. My first goddess was Sister Moon, but my first encounter with a goddess appearing to me was the Greek Hestia when I was really little, somewhere between 8-10. I used to read children’s art books (I think Disney had a series in the 80’s and early 90’s, maybe older, but I remember Mickey Mouse) and read children’s mythology books—reading about Pagans and their Gods and wishing that they were real or still around. Hestia came to me and said that they were. Eventually, I’d get my first Wiccan book when I was around 10-11, maybe? Due to trauma, that age period is a blur, to be honest. My parents got it, thinking it was a fantasy storybook.
The rest of my exprential spiritual path is history! Although the book didn’t specifically cover seeing spirits, things fell into place. The adults said that I was just imagining things, was lying, or even schizophrenic like my dad (although I never saw a doctor, tbh, neither did he). But the book said different.
I didn’t feel crazy. My Unseen Friends stayed and some guided me further into witchcraft and spirituality.
Around 11, shit went down and I finally got to live with my mom. Well, my mom’s house had a lot of spirits, who funny enough were most active when we watched horror movies, like even violent—they often threw things around while we were downstairs watching the movies. There was one spirit in particular who didn’t like me for whatever reason. She bullied the shit out of me, but I had no resources or adults to believe me. So I had to deal with her.
Well, a cousin of mine who I was really close to, was also psychic. She taught me how to shield and protect myself.
Worked for a while, until I was in 8th grade. I was laying on my bed, head hanging over my mattress, upside down, looking at my turned-off TV screen, when I saw that Little Girl walk passed my window in the reflection. Scared me so bad--until my 30’s, I even had a phobia of seeing things in dark reflections. She even pushed me down once. When we moved, she followed. One night when I was home alone, the Little Girl tormented me by making the lights flicker and all the doors open and close. I remember I ran up to my room, put my headphones on loud, and squeezed my eyes closed. Through the loud music, she screamed, “LOOK AT ME!” I did, and I saw her enraged eyes super close to my face. I ran and called my cousin in a sobbing panic. She taught me a protection ward using olive oil and a prayer, that worked really well. I didn’t have problems with that spirit after that. Eventually I grew too strong for average asshole spirits. Psychic life’s not perfect, but I now cleanse people homes of nasty entities. I’m now the big scary (which also means that I attract stronger spirits, but it comes with the territory!). I can definitely hold my own and I’m really good with protection spells.
However, it wasn’t until my late 20’s that I learned that two of my aunts on my mom’s side were psychic and were even Christian Witches (also that one of their brothers could see spirits)! One of my aunts I’m really close with (more of a mom to me than my own)—bitch, why you no tell me?! I really could’ve use some guidance! WTF?
SMH.
A few weeks ago, I learned that both aunts AND MY FLIPPIN MOM astral traveled and all that. Like, natural couldn’t control them at all at first astral abilities, like me. No control, you feel the fall and you can’t stop it, and suddenly, you’re both here and there. And you just have to wait it out. I had to learn how to control it on my own (and with my Unfriends Friends)—those three had each other. I was so annoyed. Being told by my own mother that I was crazy, when this bitch could do it, too. Although unlike her sisters my mom was resistant to it, but it wouldn’t just go away. Can’t be ignored, yall.
A lot of what I’ve learned, I’ve had help from the Kindreds (ancestors, nature spirits, gods) and I had to do myself.
Welp, when I started having kids in 2012, I decided that there was a high chance that my kids were going to be psychic, too. I started teaching them about spirits and other entities, young. I fortified my home against asshole spirits, I regularly feed our Guardians, House Spirits, and Ancestors. They are protected by the Kindred—mine and their own.
At least two of my kids are psychic, one’s too young to tell right now. A few years ago, my eldest asked me what those lights were coming out of my back. He was seeing my wings. That was surprising—didn’t know other people could see those.
They’ve had other encounters, too. I let them know, there are spirits in the house, but don’t worry, they’re good. However, you may encounter not-so-nice spirits outside of the house (and tips like never follow a voice, even if it’s calling your name, into the woods. And something that I remind my psychic students, if in dream or your psychic sight, something knocks at your door, don’t answer it—I had to learn that the hard way…because my stupid psychic family didn’t think it was important for me to know about our family until I was in my late 20’s!). You are protected by Hekate. As you get older, I’ll teach you more, including how to protect yourselves.
I don’t tell them they’re crazy. I don’t ignore it. They’re psychic kids and they need the education, not for me to ignore it or wait until they’re adults. These abilities aren’t going to go away, and they will attract entities. Some of them—like some living people—will want to harm them. It’s my job as their mother to protect them, but also teach them. I won’t be around forever.
One of my eldest’s friends also has a psychic family. I normally tell my kids to not tell other people because others refuse to understand, but because this other family is “awake” it’s okay, just run things by me first before trying them.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m 1000% grateful for the entities in my life, especially my mentors and guides. I’m actually kind of glad that I wasn’t taught by my family because they’re “my way is truth” types—annoying types. Even though I’m a Priestess, they still see me as a baby—young and naive, who has no clue what I’m doing because I’m not doing it their way. But it still would’ve been nice to know about my family. Like, no B, you’re not crazy. Well…I still might be. In Western civilization, I absolutely am nuts, but in a different culture, I’m not—in fact it’s a blessing.
BUT my kids have the psychic adult that I wish I had growing up. Again, I was never alone. I had spirits and teachers around me, but it would’ve been nice to have adults say, “I see them, too.” You know?
I also like to say my favorite quote to my kids when psychic abilities are being annoying:
Psychic abilities run in both sides of my family, but are stronger on my mom’s side. I’ve always been able to see and hear entities. When I was little, my “imaginary friends” were spirits who often took animal forms, as well as Ancestors. My first goddess was Sister Moon, but my first encounter with a goddess appearing to me was the Greek Hestia when I was really little, somewhere between 8-10. I used to read children’s art books (I think Disney had a series in the 80’s and early 90’s, maybe older, but I remember Mickey Mouse) and read children’s mythology books—reading about Pagans and their Gods and wishing that they were real or still around. Hestia came to me and said that they were. Eventually, I’d get my first Wiccan book when I was around 10-11, maybe? Due to trauma, that age period is a blur, to be honest. My parents got it, thinking it was a fantasy storybook.
The rest of my exprential spiritual path is history! Although the book didn’t specifically cover seeing spirits, things fell into place. The adults said that I was just imagining things, was lying, or even schizophrenic like my dad (although I never saw a doctor, tbh, neither did he). But the book said different.
I didn’t feel crazy. My Unseen Friends stayed and some guided me further into witchcraft and spirituality.
Around 11, shit went down and I finally got to live with my mom. Well, my mom’s house had a lot of spirits, who funny enough were most active when we watched horror movies, like even violent—they often threw things around while we were downstairs watching the movies. There was one spirit in particular who didn’t like me for whatever reason. She bullied the shit out of me, but I had no resources or adults to believe me. So I had to deal with her.
Well, a cousin of mine who I was really close to, was also psychic. She taught me how to shield and protect myself.
Worked for a while, until I was in 8th grade. I was laying on my bed, head hanging over my mattress, upside down, looking at my turned-off TV screen, when I saw that Little Girl walk passed my window in the reflection. Scared me so bad--until my 30’s, I even had a phobia of seeing things in dark reflections. She even pushed me down once. When we moved, she followed. One night when I was home alone, the Little Girl tormented me by making the lights flicker and all the doors open and close. I remember I ran up to my room, put my headphones on loud, and squeezed my eyes closed. Through the loud music, she screamed, “LOOK AT ME!” I did, and I saw her enraged eyes super close to my face. I ran and called my cousin in a sobbing panic. She taught me a protection ward using olive oil and a prayer, that worked really well. I didn’t have problems with that spirit after that. Eventually I grew too strong for average asshole spirits. Psychic life’s not perfect, but I now cleanse people homes of nasty entities. I’m now the big scary (which also means that I attract stronger spirits, but it comes with the territory!). I can definitely hold my own and I’m really good with protection spells.
However, it wasn’t until my late 20’s that I learned that two of my aunts on my mom’s side were psychic and were even Christian Witches (also that one of their brothers could see spirits)! One of my aunts I’m really close with (more of a mom to me than my own)—bitch, why you no tell me?! I really could’ve use some guidance! WTF?
SMH.
A few weeks ago, I learned that both aunts AND MY FLIPPIN MOM astral traveled and all that. Like, natural couldn’t control them at all at first astral abilities, like me. No control, you feel the fall and you can’t stop it, and suddenly, you’re both here and there. And you just have to wait it out. I had to learn how to control it on my own (and with my Unfriends Friends)—those three had each other. I was so annoyed. Being told by my own mother that I was crazy, when this bitch could do it, too. Although unlike her sisters my mom was resistant to it, but it wouldn’t just go away. Can’t be ignored, yall.
A lot of what I’ve learned, I’ve had help from the Kindreds (ancestors, nature spirits, gods) and I had to do myself.
Welp, when I started having kids in 2012, I decided that there was a high chance that my kids were going to be psychic, too. I started teaching them about spirits and other entities, young. I fortified my home against asshole spirits, I regularly feed our Guardians, House Spirits, and Ancestors. They are protected by the Kindred—mine and their own.
At least two of my kids are psychic, one’s too young to tell right now. A few years ago, my eldest asked me what those lights were coming out of my back. He was seeing my wings. That was surprising—didn’t know other people could see those.
They’ve had other encounters, too. I let them know, there are spirits in the house, but don’t worry, they’re good. However, you may encounter not-so-nice spirits outside of the house (and tips like never follow a voice, even if it’s calling your name, into the woods. And something that I remind my psychic students, if in dream or your psychic sight, something knocks at your door, don’t answer it—I had to learn that the hard way…because my stupid psychic family didn’t think it was important for me to know about our family until I was in my late 20’s!). You are protected by Hekate. As you get older, I’ll teach you more, including how to protect yourselves.
I don’t tell them they’re crazy. I don’t ignore it. They’re psychic kids and they need the education, not for me to ignore it or wait until they’re adults. These abilities aren’t going to go away, and they will attract entities. Some of them—like some living people—will want to harm them. It’s my job as their mother to protect them, but also teach them. I won’t be around forever.
One of my eldest’s friends also has a psychic family. I normally tell my kids to not tell other people because others refuse to understand, but because this other family is “awake” it’s okay, just run things by me first before trying them.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m 1000% grateful for the entities in my life, especially my mentors and guides. I’m actually kind of glad that I wasn’t taught by my family because they’re “my way is truth” types—annoying types. Even though I’m a Priestess, they still see me as a baby—young and naive, who has no clue what I’m doing because I’m not doing it their way. But it still would’ve been nice to know about my family. Like, no B, you’re not crazy. Well…I still might be. In Western civilization, I absolutely am nuts, but in a different culture, I’m not—in fact it’s a blessing.
BUT my kids have the psychic adult that I wish I had growing up. Again, I was never alone. I had spirits and teachers around me, but it would’ve been nice to have adults say, “I see them, too.” You know?
I also like to say my favorite quote to my kids when psychic abilities are being annoying:
“It’s a gigantic pain in the ass, but it has its moments.” - Griffin, MIB3.
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