November 16, 2009

My story is quite an inspirational one to me anyway. I grew up not really knowing who I was. My brother and I were took away from my mother when I was 18 months old. We went through 19 horrifying foster homes until finally we were adopted when I was 10 to what I thought would be a loving family. My adopted mother, with whom I call my real mom now, was wonderful but her husband, our foster dad, was horrible. The beatings of my brother and the way he treated me were too horrible to describe. When I was 14 I found out that I had a twin sister that I knew nothing about. This is also when I met my real mother, if you could call her that. When I was 16 I left and married a guy I barely knew just to get away. I never looked back after that. I then went on to one bad marriage after another until I knew it I had been married 4 times to all losers. I was so lost in life and didn't know where I was going. When I met my husband I have now, what a roller coaster ride and not a good one, I knew at least that I had found my soul mate, even if he didn't know it yet. It took a lot of work and 5 children later to finally find who I was. An Adopted Psychic. That is also the name of the book I am writing. My whole life I knew I was different and would tell others but would be called freak, nut case you name it. So this is a gift I kept quiet for a very long time, my whole life in fact. Until about 3 years ago I finally decided that I would tell my husband what I have been going through. What an experience that was. I was finally able to be honest with someone without having to be called names or put on meds I didn't need. Since then my life has sky rocketed. I became a psychic profiler and investigator and my main goal is to help find missing children, adults, pets and I also do a lot of cold cases as well in other states. I also give a lot of personal readings in which I love to do. I finally found a way to use my gifts to help others instead of feeling they are a curse. I still find it hard to go into public because I tend to see more spirits and more things now that I have opened up completely. But I will not stop for I feel this is my purpose in life to help others.

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 November 8, 2009

Today I had a past life regression done with my sister Kara of Kara's Readings because I always knew who I was in a past life but never really knew what all I went through or how I died or why I even came back. It's always been odd to me that I can always do another person's reading and be dead on but could never really do my own. I have never been to another psychic besides myself and decided that after I have overcome everything in my life that I was ready to know the truth about what I felt I already knew. I just needed that confirmation. So we sat down this morning and started. I was amazed at all I could remember and realized that my name was in fact Elizabeth Windham just as I had always thought. The year was 1823 and I was 12 years old. I had found out that I was murdered by a boy from the surrounding town and that my spirit guide now is my sister Analiese. I also learned that my mother's name was Sarah and that my father died when I was only 3. I had returned because I wanted to know what it was like to have a loving family and live a long life. Now how crazy is it that I came back to a mother who didn't want my brother and sister and I and had us took into foster care at age 18 months. After 19 foster homes, some to bad to even keep into my memory, we were finally adopted at age 10. We had a wonderful mother but a father that you would want to kill yourself on any given day. I left home when I was 16 never to look back. I still keep in touch with my adopted mother but can never forgive her husband for what he put us through. So how ironic is it that I have a loving husband, it wasn't always that way, and 5 beautiful children and one on the way. I guess learning to have a loving family was something I was suppose to provide. I love my family with everything I am and have and would give up anything for them. That is what this life has taught me. I am going to write a book called "An Adopted Psychic" and will have it available on my site when finished. It will be about everything I have wrote today in more detail and all about how I learned I had these wonderful gifts and when I finally learned it was ok to use them.

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Wow! What a life story.  I once saw myself in a past life during the Civil War and the year was 1863.  The most vivid past life memory I have is of being an old woman during the Holocaust. I saw numbers on my arm and knew I had died being shot in the back by a Nazi.  I have had many past life memories and each one sheds new light on what I am to learn in this life.  Yes, a loving family for you. You created it.  Blessings, Harriette