Intuitive,Medium Marsha Crawford-Montgomery

     Oh those pesky “Psychic Vampires” how they love to wreak havoc on those who work hard to have balance in their lives. We all have encountered drama queens on steroids who seem to suck the life right out of you or those whose life blood exists of every negative term the human language has to offer. Not owning the low-level energy we all encounter on a daily basis can be a challenge to even those who know the tricks of the trade regarding protection. Most psychic vampires usually unaware of how their actions are affecting others however, there are those who know exactly what they are doing. One bad Apple can ruin the whole cart if we allow them to do so. Yes, grounding, centering, and meditation are excellent techniques  used to balance ones chakras and cleanse the soul, yet when it comes to psychic defense against those who drain our energy an arsenal of quick thinking methods are required. First, I  imagine a golden bubble of protection surrounding me, this is a filter of sorts that keeps low-level energy at bay. Second, I have made it a point if all possible to avoid those who have a negative impact on my well-being. Third, and most importantly I understand that I am not responsible for anyone’s waking up on the wrong side of the bed, insecurities, hatred, or jealousy. Don’t own others low level energy and remember one important fact, Karma has everyone’s address.

As a child of 3 years old I had an amazing experience. One afternoon my mother took the family to visit a girlfriend  of hers who lived in an apartment complex, I will never forget the name, the Cobblestone Apartments in Pasadena Texas. I remember  us picnicking by the pool and my mother telling me I could sit near the concrete stair steps that allowed one to step down into the pool. My mother was very attentive and always kept a close watch on her children.” Suddenly I ask myself , ” why am I underwater, the stairs are right here, did I accidentally step off ?” Who are these beings of light that are surrounding me? They are golden, their color shimmering within the gentle motion of the water. Instantly I am looking down from above and visibly see a woman in a one piece Black bathing suit dive off the board and began swimming towards my small body. Next thing I knew I was being swept up in her arms out of the water coughing, crying, scared and  happy to once again see my mothers face. She was mortified and began crying herself. It only takes a second for the unthinkable to happen. I remember no fear underwater, the angel beings surrounding me had me in their care. Hence, the beginning of my psychic abilities. I realized at that small age that we are immortal,we are not our bodies, we are spirit merely experiencing humanism.We are here  on the Earth plane to learn lessons love and help others and nothing more.

On September 8, 1900 a category 4 hurricane with 145 mph winds and a 15 foot storm surge hit my island home of Galveston, Texas. the city at that time was situated less than 9 feet above sea level, it is  estimated that between 6,000 to 8,000 citizens and  tourists lost their lives that day. There are those who say that the death toll is extremely understated and could be upwards to 12000. Many of the elaborate Victorian homes that gracefully scattered the Island were lost those that survived remain an important part of Island history and culture. Galveston has coined the title as one of the most haunted cities in America. Islanders (BOI) will tell you it’s a way of life and that “newcomers” (IBC), will get used to the spirit activity after a while. As an intuitive medium I can somewhat equate my living here along the lines of “acting like a kid in a candy store”. Hearing, seeing and sensing spirit is an everyday occurrence for me. Some have unfinished business, others are confused and still can’t realize they have passed, and those who led an undesirable life are afraid they won’t be accepted into the afterlife. I respect each and every spirit that crosses my path. Galveston is and was made of resilient individuals who embrace and  cherish an island home both rich in culture and history as well as diversity and beauty..

We all have gifts however everyday intrusions prevent us from remembering or recognizing our innate talents. I use the term “remembering “due to the fact that as children we tend to be more receptive to accepting and embracing our “Clair’s”, i.e.. individual unique abilities . Ahhh.. the wonderful world of Clair’s. Clairvoyance, Clairaudience, Clairscent, Clairtangency, etc.etc. etc. When Asked about my psychic abilities I tend to not ramble about the scientific jargon related to my individual abilities. An intuitive has enough going on in their daily roller coaster ride rather than having to constantly explain the scientific terminology behind what they are feeling, knowing, sensing, smelling, and seeing. “I am what I am”, that simple.  Close your eyes, take a deep breath and try and remember those times as a child when you experienced your gifts, they are not gone just forgotten. 

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