Connecting with the Spirit Realm and with Mediumship

That First Sacred Step …

I still remember it so vividly — my very first practice session, the moment I truly connected with a willing spirit. It wasn’t just words or images…I was stepping into the shoes of another, literally. I could taste the salt of the sea on my tongue, feel the cool, soft mud squishing beneath my feet as I walked. In that instant, the veil thinned, and I understood: this is what it means to bridge worlds.

My training unfolded through the Spiritualist Church, where I learned the principles of honest, evidential mediumship — always with integrity, always Spirit-led. For me, I soon discovered that what I refer to as, the true gift of mediumship, revealed itself later, again and again, when I connected for others: 

it’s in the wide-eyed amazement that lights up a face,

the sudden, knowing smile of recognition,

the quiet tears of remembrance that flow freely… 

that precious moment when someone realizes — deep in their heart —

that those who have crossed over have truly never left at all. 

Let me share something deeply personal that still floors me to this day. In the very early days of courtship with my now deceased husband, I laid out a tarot spread asking the cards about the purpose of this new relationship — me to him.

The clear message that came through: “To show him how to love.”

I never shared this with anyone, not even him. It stayed tucked away in my heart. Years later, during a mediumship reading after his passing, when the medium asked if I wanted to say anything to my husband, I simply said, “Tell him that I love him.” 

My husband’s response through the medium?

“That was your purpose — to show me how to love.”

I was utterly floored. In that moment, the circle completed, and the depth of Spirit’s knowing took my breath away. Love truly is eternal, and sometimes the messages are so precise they leave no room for doubt. In the years to follow, I received many other undeniable messages which I gratefully received.

Love is stronger than any distance, even the one we call “forever.” They’re still here. Loving. Watching. Sending signs. Holding space in ways we can finally feel.

Note: One gentle bit of counsel I received when navigating challenges with my husband’s spirit presence: “Well, he was like that when he was living… so why would you think he would be any different?”

It’s a beautiful, grounding truth: crossing over doesn’t mean an instant transformation into sainthood. Spirits carry forward their essence — the love, the quirks, the unfinished lessons, the humanity.

We meet them as they truly are, with compassion and acceptance, just as we did in life. The connection is real, profound, and healing… but it’s still beautifully, imperfectly human.

A gentle reminder about authentic mediumship:

True mediums never ask for information upfront. We don’t fish for details, names, or clues. The connection flows one way first — from Spirit to the medium — so we can bring forward specific, unprompted "proof of life": those unique, evidential details only your loved one would know. A favourite song lyric, a quirky habit, the way they said goodbye, a shared memory no one else could possibly guess. When those validations land, the recognition is undeniable… and healing begins.

~ in quiet inclination, ML