I lay on this wonderful bed of mine, under the covers and in the dim light. I feel safe here; three of the four pups are curled up beside me. Thankfully, three of the four bulbs in the ceiling fan are burned out and the room is comfortably dark. It’s been raining for hours, maybe all night. I slept well, and couldn’t say for sure, but I think it must have been a steady rain all thru night. Big boy came in soaked to the bone from his meandering morning constitutional. Pete had no trouble getting the little ones do their business and then hurry inside. I wonder if the old fellow is finally over his fear of the dark and water. It would appear so from the soggy pillow and spotted nose I am looking at this morning.

The ceiling is alive with a million drops dancing across it, it echoes through the room. I can hear the wind blowing. If I look up I can see the massive oak tree swaying, water running off the red and gold leaves. My wind chimes are singing as the trash man moves on to the neighbor’s house. I hope Pete remembered to set our container out as well. As I look out the bay door and see that the cans are empty, I catch movement along the side of the house.

The cat next door is struggling to walk across the top of the fence. I can see the concentration on its little face. I lay in my warm bed with a smile and watch that little cat- hurrying thru the rain and wind, balancing along the fence, worried about avoiding my lovely dogs and just wanting to make it home. I wonder why the cat doesn’t just hop down on the safe side, run thru the neighbor’s yard, and curl up on the wicker chair on the covered porch. I am struck then with the similarities between this cat’s morning and my own. These are what the hard days are like for many people. We take the hard way, we follow the same path we have come to know, the obvious route. If we are fortunate, we trip or stumble, take stock and see the advantage of a new and different way, or an outsider will step forward to point out from afar what they see. I wanted desperately to climb from my bed, rush outside and force that cat to jump down and run. I know that when my door opened, fear of my dogs would have hurried her, most likely she would have taken off like a rocket, safe on the other side of the fence, making a beeline to the porch and safety. But, how could I instill that fear in her? Tomorrow she will follow her morning route, and then she will not only fear my dogs, but me as well. Perhaps one day I will find a way to show her a different way is possible, but for now I can see my job is to keep the dogs at bay, and allow her safe passage. As I watched she eventually made her way to the safety and comfort of the dry porch, she curled right up and appeared to fall asleep.

For me, being in service is much like this morning has appeared outside my window. It is not a choice for me. It is what and who I am. Over the years I have walked away and been pulled back. Service and my acknowledgement of source is a constant, it is a continual breeze blowing across my life. The rain across the roof reminds me that the people I serve are countless; I may never have a personal interaction with 99.99 percent of them. It is the .01 that I may be given an opportunity to interact. How will I serve, that is the question. Service is our interaction with each and every person that we speak to, walk past, live with, work for, etc. It is EACH and every soul that comes across our little square in this grid we call life. How will we serve? There are countless ways besides what I consider the spiritual. A parent who loves unconditionally is in service to source.

I choose to serve as a psychic medium. This is the label I use to mark myself for others to know the service I am in to source. It is a label of no importance to me, it only states one small way in which I am attempting to assist others. My true service is in how I live each moment, how I treat each person, how I think each thought, it is in every action or inaction.

Serving as a medium, and having the opportunity to interact with people who are searching is a gift. It is my privilege to be able to share in a very private moment of another person’s life and at times assist them on their paths.

With that said, serving as the “landline” for communication comes with great responsibility. There are countless reasons why a person will seek out a medium or psychic. The reasons are as unique as each person. For the sake of discussion, I will mention a couple that seem to be more frequent, and I shall generalize them.

Closure with a passed loved one.
Evidence of the continuing of spirit
Desiring answers to questions about their life, past, present and future
Searching for a way to serve source

In each of the above scenarios, it is the medium’s duty and responsibility to look beyond self and determine if by providing their service they are assisting or hindering this person on their path. You see, the medium’s intention should never waver from providing the client with the means to go forward on their path without the medium’s assistance. A psychic or mediumship reading should be just a step on an individual’s path. A medium is nothing more than a guide in the physical world; simply a different perspective or a means of clarity for the client. Mediums, psychics, or any other person should never allow themselves to be utilized as the navigator of another’s path.

As a medium, or lightworker, we should assist others in understanding how to navigate for themselves. That is our ultimate goal; lighting the path to allow others to see their own abilities, educate by sharing our own experiences, and encourage by our own example.

How do we accomplish this?

When we decide to serve as a lightworker I believe we should each look inward before we begin our development or practice. In my experience there are two key phases to this process. A process that is ongoing, that will shift from phase one into phase two and back again. In essence we must begin to work inwardly before we work outwardly.

Be in a GOOD place yourself

First and foremost we must look at our own paths, our own lives. This area is not one that is easy to define. This is the culmination of our lessons learned and those that we are still struggling to understand. This is where a guide would be able to assist in providing clarity. This is absolutely a personal and unique process for each individual. In my opinion, there is no standard answer for all. Recently, I equated this to being asked to give directions to Mom’s House. The directions I give will get you to MY Mom’s house, but won’t assist in getting to YOUR Mom’s house. My best advice on this issue is to look inward, ask your spirit guides for clarity, and ask a teacher to cross your path.

EGO

We must remain aware that ego is a constant force in our lives, and needs to be addressed. We are all aware of those people who strove to make a difference, never asked for their name to be remembered, and just continued doing what they were doing.  They made differences in this world because of the fact that they stepped back and insisted the spotlight be on the issue or cause. This is how we should see each and every moment of service. The spotlight is not on the server but on those being served and how they take that service, make it their own and serve others.
** further thoughts on this see EGO.

If you have examined your path and balanced the egos you are in a position to begin assisting others. I would suggest at this point seeing where source guides you. Perhaps you will choose to provide life counseling, or perhaps you will volunteer at the hospice. Or you may choose to begin a course of study or development to prepare yourself to serve in the capacity of a spiritual guide, as was my choice.

From personal experiences I must say that for me this was a very euphoric moment. I felt I had worked all my issues out, I believed I was placing positive energy in my life, and I was moving forward and could feel the acceleration of my path itself. And then I tripped. Like I was hoping that cat would. By believing that I had worked through my issues, blocks, etc. I left myself open to ego. The trip was a way for source to get me stop and take a look around. This allowed me to realize, we never stop the process. No matter how many years go by, how many clients we see; the process does not end. The process I have come to believe is a workbook. Like a workbook in elementary school. Each page builds on the last, and we may at times need a separate workbook to zero in on a lesson we just aren’t able to get from the regular workbook.

The process and/or the workbook are both really our lessons of life, the lessons we learn to assist our spirit/soul to experience this place we call earth.

When you place yourself in service you magnify these lessons. Not only are you experiencing solely this lesson, but as a lightworker, we take that lesson and share the experience with others.

It is here where balancing ego is important. If we do not take the time and energy to keep a proper perspective, and work to maintain a balanced ego we may come to see that our experience, our work, our selves are overly important or vital to the world, to the individuals we work with. We say to ourselves. “My faith, service or belief is the best way. My service is worth more than others. My time is more important than my client or spouse’s time”.  Or we may be overwhelmed with doubt, fear and perceive we are not able to continue in service. We say to ourselves, “What if I am wrong? What if I hurt this person? What if I guide incorrectly?”

A balanced ego allows me to respect each person’s choices for service, ways of faith, study and development. Balanced ego allows me to trust my experience with source and rely on source for future guidance. It is a constant check and balance system to ensure that I walk my path, live my life to the best of my ability; empower my self, be the best I can be while in service.

Serving as a medium or guide is more about keeping your life centered and positive than anything. In truth we all are teachers, mediums, guides and life counselors. We each have the ability to assist others and live prosperous lives. Regardless of our religion, beliefs, or faith we each are born into this world to experience, learn and teach. The only pre-requisite is unconditional love.

If ever asked, “What is it like to be a medium?” I believe I will relate my story of this morning’s cat adventure and say this, “For me, being in service is like being the cat, the fence, the observer, the chair, the rain and the roof, the wind and the tree, the chimes and the window pane, and the dogs all at the same moment. You strive for balance, keep aware of the possible dangers you or the client may face, and slow step it forward. You stand back, observe and learn from choices and the outcomes. You provide passage to one small stop on a continuing path. You provide a safe place in the midst of a bit of rain for a bit of time to allow for rest. And yes at times, you may abruptly or gently clarify the choice of an alternative path.”

Being a medium; there is no such thing truly. There is only being human. We are all mediums. We are all lightworkers, teachers, students, guides, etc……

Your experience is mine as much as mine is yours. It is in recognizing this fact and seeing that this implicitly means that we are all equal, we are all suffering when even one suffers. We should be striving to bring each and every individual the happiness and joy that we have experienced. My experience tells me, this is the one and only goal of all the lessons we learn.