From a very young age I knew something was little off with me and also my mom. I knew that there were things that we could not explain, and one of the things we could not explain was why we were able to communicate more frequently with the in-between. The in-between from what I have gathered since I was child is the veil that separates spirits and humans. It is a veil that gets thinner during Samhain, but for my mom and I, and others from our line (female) have been able to connect to it every day and night. For the most part, it is nice to be able to connect with our ancestors and those who have recently passed on, but a majority of the time it is a little too much. We never know who could be with us at any given point and time.
My entire life, I felt like an outsider, especially in my own family with a majority of them being unable to relate to my mom and I. My granny Neoma had told me before she passed that I was always going to be on the outside of society because I was just like her, I was able to do the things she was able to do. At the time, I didn’t like that and quite honestly to this day I do enjoy being on the outside because it shows me what the world is really like.
Numerous times I’ve encountered spirits that I didn’t know who they were and sometimes I was little worried until I was reassured by my guides. I’ve seen strange women coming into my bedroom in the middle of the night, thinking it might be my mom then I would realize that my mom doesn’t have blonde hair. I’ve encountered the voices of spirits. Once I was leaving work and I had gotten into my truck, when I had gotten settled in (buckled up, turned on the truck) I had heard a voice coming from the passenger side saying “She is in and safe.” I thought someone might have been in my truck without me knowing so I had looked in the backseat and no one was there, and the stereo wasn’t on due to the fact that it was broken. I shrugged it off and just went home. Another time, I was in my apartment in Albuquerque watching Bewitched on DVD I saw that the bathroom door was opened, and I was puzzled. All of the doors in my place have to be closed at all times (long story), so I decided to go shut the door. As I approached the bathroom door, I saw a woman go into the bathroom and it made me stop in my tracks. I turned on the bathroom light to be greeted by the small bathroom that consisted of a toilet, mirror, sink and a standing shower. Not much room, and nowhere to hide. I looked behind the curtain of the shower and no one was there. As I turned to walk out of the bathroom. I saw someone standing behind me in the mirror, I turned around to be greeted by nothing. I turned to walk out the door, and saw the figure in the mirror once again, this time I could make it out to be a woman and she was reaching out her hand to my shoulder. I didn’t wait to find out who she was, so I bolted out of the bathroom while turning off the light and closing the door. I didn’t go into the bathroom for the rest of the night.
I’ve always thought that I was a little insane, thought I was hallucinating and thought that I was going to end up in a psychiatric unit; but I was guided by my amazing mom, several medicine women and men, and those who I call friends that also connect with the veil. Being a daughter of the veil is intense, you never know what lurks around the corner, and sometimes you might feel like you will have a panic attack, but if you have a good support system, things run more smoothly.