I didn’t come to Spirit Release as a medium or a healer. I came to it as a librarian who spent years wandering into haunted places with every light on and every door wide open, and then needed clearing after clearing to get myself back. This is how I finally learned to keep myself clear.

Last Sunday I had an experience so extraordinary that I broke down in tears telling a friend about it. It’s taken me almost a week to be ready to write about it.

A little over a year ago, a medium I’ll call Paul went straight into his mediumship state on a Zoom call and started describing a man in a feathered headdress, mixing herbs on a mountain. I hadn’t told him a single thing about me. Then he said something I had never told anyone.