If I had a dollar for every time I heard, "You do WHAT for a living?" I'd be on a private island with a lot of rescue dogs. This is usually what I hear from family members and life long friends who knew me from the time "before." Before I embraced my weird, my woo woo.
Quick summary of my life "before." Midwestern born and raised. Private school educated. Fortune 500 employers. Blah, blah. I'd always been attracted to spooky stories, urban legends, tales of the unknown, etc. I'm sure my childhood selections from the Scholastic Book Fair made the nuns pause, as they filled our orders. I wish I could say that fascination went away as I grew older. It didn't. It led me down an interesting, winding road that always straddled the line between 'normal' and 'out there.' It used to be something I kept quiet about because budget meetings weren't really the time to bring up the negative energy in the room or the Berenstain Bears' Mandela Effect.
I'll get into some my experiences in detail, in future blog entries. Some are scary, some are funny, some are definitely "What the Hell was I thinking?" memories. Along the way I've meet some amazing people, some not so amazing; folks I've love to see again, and several I'd turn and run from.
My journey from Finance Departments to Professional Clearer® is just that, MINE. You don't have to be woo-woo to follow this blog but you do need to have an open mind. If you're into judging, belittling, or trolling, this isn't the place for you. If you don't mind 80's references, mild curse words (stop laughing people who know me in real life) and run on sentences, you're probably my people.
Welcome to my Clearing Chronicles and don't poo poo my woo woo.