That's right, From the Ethers -- Writings and Readings with Lori Carter. What does that exactly mean? It means that I am a conduit/channel being inspired by those in the ethers including writing guides and guides who assist with my work as a medium in public messages and private readings. A medium is one who communicates with the so-called dead.
In the midst of the unfoldment of my gifts, I met a woman named Kira who recognized my talents as a writer and encouraged me to do more meaningful work. I stood alongside of her seated in her office. She had a stone in her hand a grabbed my hand and said that I had lived previously during the world war and that I was a journalist. I thought, “Really – that’s a stretch.” (LOL!) She continued. You had a bum knee. You didn’t die from that, but it caused complications to your health. You weren’t shot there. Now, I thought, “Holy cow.” She came out of her trance, and I told her that when I was younger, about 5 or 6, my knee would come out of joint. I could not bend it for hours upon hours. I had to walk around straight-legged until it would finally pop back into joint. During an episode, my mother took me to get it x-rayed. There was no reason why I couldn’t bend my knee. Of course, back then we never thought it to be a previous life experience. That was my first exposure to gifts.
My daughter was having her unfoldment as well. “My daughter sees dead people" was my one-liner when we first embarked on our journey. In 2003, I attended a message service on the recommendation of Kira at a local metaphysical shop to see if it would be appropriate for my daughter, who was 9 years old at the time. Not long after that she came home from a sleepover and was acting strangely. The next day, after some prodding, she confessed that she saw spirits around her friends and started to give them readings. Here's the best part – one of the spirits would not leave her alone. He stayed with her through the night. I called the lady who owned the metaphysical shop. She was not available, so I told my daughter to tell the spirit to leave. It must have worked. A few days went by when the owner of the shop returned my call. She suggested that we come to class. Side note: I'm a freelance writer for a newspaper, so I was still a bit skeptical at that point. At that time, I did not see spirit like my daughter, however, I did believe what she said. The very first class I sat in meditation, got pictures and gave a spot-on message to another student. I was hooked.
In the midst of the unfoldment of my gifts, I received a message from a reverend, medium and healer. He took my hands and said to me that I have healing hands. Instantly, I thought of when I was 5 or 6 years old. I rubbed my aunt's feet numerous times with lotion. Each time she would pay me a quarter. She always said, 'you have healing hands.' Today, I am attuned Reiki II and Arcing Light teacher.
In the midst of the unfoldment of my gifts, I met a woman named Kira who recognized my talents as a writer and encouraged me to do more meaningful work. I stood alongside of her seated in her office. She had a stone in her hand a grabbed my hand and said that I had lived previously during the world war and that I was a journalist. I thought, “Really – that’s a stretch.” (LOL!) She continued. You had a bum knee. You didn’t die from that, but it caused complications to your health. You weren’t shot there. Now, I thought, “Holy cow.” She came out of her trance, and I told her that when I was younger, about 5 or 6, my knee would come out of joint. I could not bend it for hours upon hours. I had to walk around straight-legged until it would finally pop back into joint. During an episode, my mother took me to get it x-rayed. There was no reason why I couldn’t bend my knee. Of course, back then we never thought it to be a previous life experience. That was my first exposure to gifts.
My daughter was having her unfoldment as well. “My daughter sees dead people" was my one-liner when we first embarked on our journey. In 2003, I attended a message service on the recommendation of Kira at a local metaphysical shop to see if it would be appropriate for my daughter, who was 9 years old at the time. Not long after that she came home from a sleepover and was acting strangely. The next day, after some prodding, she confessed that she saw spirits around her friends and started to give them readings. Here's the best part – one of the spirits would not leave her alone. He stayed with her through the night. I called the lady who owned the metaphysical shop. She was not available, so I told my daughter to tell the spirit to leave. It must have worked. A few days went by when the owner of the shop returned my call. She suggested that we come to class. Side note: I'm a freelance writer for a newspaper, so I was still a bit skeptical at that point. At that time, I did not see spirit like my daughter, however, I did believe what she said. The very first class I sat in meditation, got pictures and gave a spot-on message to another student. I was hooked.
In the midst of the unfoldment of my gifts, I received a message from a reverend, medium and healer. He took my hands and said to me that I have healing hands. Instantly, I thought of when I was 5 or 6 years old. I rubbed my aunt's feet numerous times with lotion. Each time she would pay me a quarter. She always said, 'you have healing hands.' Today, I am attuned Reiki II and Arcing Light teacher.
