The Spirit World and me

I don't regard myself as a medium,although, I believe that we are all endowed with psychic ability. When I was four, I remember speaking to some people in my parents front room that disappeared when my Dad came through to ask me what I was doing up and who I was talking to. Were they aliens, or spirits? I don't really know. What I do know is that they were real and solid, as I remember touching the little girl. My experiences with the paranormal which has been a plethora of things that are hard to put down into words.

I have been smacked, shouted at, seen apparitions, recorded them, photographed them, sensed them, and the list goes on. However, I have come to the stage where I would prefer to see and speak to them rather than being addressed by invisible forces. I have come to rely on technology to help me discern them, but it would be better if I could see and speak to them outright, like I did as a child.

I think if people in the 60's could have not made the paranormal taboo, then my gift, if you can call it that could have developed even more. Instead, it was put down to imagination. I remember seeing an image of a holy figure near my bed when I was a child smiling approvingly at me.

I don't see figures very often; however, it would be better to know who I am dealing with than having them smack me, if they feel ignored.

I envy, (I say this loosely) those who are able to see spirits and such-like as part of the norm. Why I say this, again, is because then you can see who, or what you are dealing with rather than depending on technology to capture it for you.

I, often, wonder if it is a fear that I have not recognized that stops me from seeing these beings. I don't fear the unknown, but there may be some aspect of it that I may be afraid to accept which is embedded in my subconscious, which probably stems from my childhood having been told that it was just my imagination.

I just finished watching an episode of 'A HAUNTING-The Calling', which made me think about my own childhood. The woman, as a child was forced to suppress her gift by her dad. I think the ability is within us all to see and experience the plethora of the paranormal both good and bad. It is being able to discern them is what makes the difference. If your gift is suppressed, how do you learn the difference between the good and the bad?