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Ok so this month has been what I like to call my realization month. I realize that life is not always what I want it to be and that things happen for a reason rather it be good or bad or a lesson that I have already learned 20x over but still didn't learn from. My life tends to be a clock. I always start at 12 and move forward and think I am really going forward at a great speed until I realize that when I get at the top Im at 12 again. So my life seems to be a repeat pattern. Now my question is to myself how to break away from that patterning and move away instead of around. I figured out that if I accept one thing in my life that is bad for me that the rest follows and so forth. I am a big believer in decluttering and have wrote several blogs on it and it is a major part of my new CD coming out this month soon. I just came out of my psychic closet about 3 years ago. I have never read a psychic book or talked to other psychics or even gotten readings from other psychics. Not that there is anything wrong with other psychics I just never knew anyone was like me until recently. I always knew I could see things about people in grocery stores that I never knew or teachers or friends etc... But never really looked at it as a gift. I was in 19 foster homes until I was adopted at age 11 and then I was adopted into a strict catholic family and I dare never talk about things I saw or was told that someone would lock me up for sure so I just never did. I guess I am just a country girl that doesn't know all the spirituality things or understand a lot of how I can do what I do or the moons and stars, all I do know is that I see things and for some reason I seem to be very detailed and accurate. All I really ever do is say what I see. So here is my question? Why if I am so good that I can see for others then why can I not see for myself? My answer is because I am too personal and close to the situation that I cannot look at it open minded. Its easy for me to do readings for other people because I can look at it for what it is and although I can do that for myself I always seem to talk myself out of what I see. Human nature kicks in I guess. So I guess the real question is how to change that? That is a lesson I am still learning.

Well this month has not been the greatest for me at all. I have encountered more in this month then I have in a very long time. I have always been a very independent woman to say the least and I have never depended on anyone to help me even through the bad times. I have had a very hard life from birth to now, but that probably describes most of you reading this so thats no shock right? I have always felt I needed to handle things on my own and that I never really needed anyone besides my kids in life. Yes I am married but still I only rely on me and my kids. Its a wall that I still haven't been able to break down. Getting back to this month, I always knew that I had a purpose here in life and I always put that purpose on the back burner because in reality there are bills to pay. So for years I did everything but what I felt I was suppose to do. It always seemed like no matter what I did though it never worked out. I knew I had a gift to be detailed and accurate when it came to other peoples lives but never thought I would do anything with it. I decided about 2 years ago to let my gift be known to the world , or really anyone who was listening, and thought I would immediately be accepted. What I wasn't aware of is that there are millions of others with gifts of their own. Well I certainly didn't feel like an outcast anymore thats for sure. See I come from a small town that is not into the spirituality thing at all. So to keep my secret my whole life is all that really mattered to me. Until I met someone that told me it was my gift to share it and help others. What they didn't tell me is how many others supposedly like me there were. I have met a lot of other people who have gifts of their own, although I have never met anymore that can be as detailed as I am so I still am not quite sure what would be the right word for my gift. A lot of people that are reading this and who don't know me, I have the ability to see your life like a book. I can pick up names, dates, places, people I always thought that made me a freak. So it was a well kept secret for sure. Well 2 years ago I came out strong. I started Tv shows, Radio shows, appeared on shows for others, gave free readings you name it. Whatever it took to get myself out there. My goal was to help as many as I can in life. Unfortunately I met a lot of people that took advantage of me as well. I am now questioning if it is all worth it. I quit my job as an Attorney to pursue this full time because I just knew it would take off but now I see that is not the plan. As much as I love my clients and as much as I love doing this it is not paying the bills and with 6 kids it has made this almost impossible. I get confused a lot about why people keep going to those who claim to have the gift and keep forking out that money to them and never truly get what they need when there are so many of us who are so true in what we do and just want to help, truly help but never really get the chance. So while I sit here today looking at my kids and facing foreclosure and think back at all I have done this past year and have to ask myself if its worth it or not. I have never been a selfish person and I have to believe that with all bad comes good and that I cannot just quit for if this is truly my place and this is truly what I am meant to do then it will all work out somehow. For I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason and that this is just one more mountain I have to climb until I get to the top once again to see what my next step is. And after this one will be another one and another but eventually instead of struggling to climb I will be flying over them.

Sometimes we have negative energy or negative things or even people around us that need to be "declutterd" so to speak. I have always had the need to constantly keep organization in my life. I always go through clothes that no longer fit me or my children and I always give them to an organization that then gives them away to others for free. I honestly believe in paying it forward so to speak. I also have a tendency to do this in my everyday life as well and with people around me. I believe that kindness and help toward others is always the way even though sometimes I am took advantage of for my kindness. But getting back to the decluttering, about every 4 months I make it a point to look at my life really strongly and decide what is helping me and what is hurting me and then I make decisions accordingly. So of course I have been going through the basement, attic, kids room, etc... But I have also been going through the people in my life. Although I love a lot of the people that are currently in my life I know that there are times when they hurt me more than help me and this is when I cut off ties. It does hurt and sometimes feels selfish but in the long run it has always helped. Because in actuality you cannot help others unless you can help yourself.

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.

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 1723 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.

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

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