In The Wizard of Oz, Dorothy finds herself in a strange land after a tornado tears through her Kansas farm. She falls into a world of magic filled with witches, wizards, flying monkeys, and a rusted tin man. When she meets Glinda, the good witch, she’s told to follow the yellow brick road to find the Wizard, who is the only one that can help her return home.
I often think of this story as I navigate my own journey into the unknown spiritual realm and opening up my psychic abilities. Like Dorothy, I’ve had to follow a path where I could only see the next step illuminated before me. Each step was a leap of faith, guided by intuitive nudges and divine wisdom coming straight from my heart.
But it didn’t start that way. A few months into my sobriety, I found myself grappling with a spiritual awakening while dealing with a manager who projected his own trauma onto me. I began noticing repeating numbers, crossing paths with wild animals, and having vivid visions as I lay in bed at night. Some mornings, I would wake up to whispers in my ear, lying as still as I could to try to catch the meaning of these soft voices.
As my awareness expanded, so did my ability to see through the emotional abuse my manager brought to the office daily. Insults, lies, and manipulation became routine. I could sense his energy unraveling the moment he entered the room, and it was unsettling. By April, I had already reported his behavior to HR and confronted him several times as this wasn’t the first time his behavior went awry.
A year before, I had nearly left the company because of his behavior. I had a direct conversation with him and he acknowledged his behavior, apologized, and for a time, things improved. We felt like a team. But his pattern started again and it felt eerily familiar. I had experienced this behavior with a manager before with another toxic boss—a woman who was eventually fired for her behavior, the same insults, lies, manipulation, and gaslighting. Someone reported her, and she was immediately let go.
Experiencing it again, I began to question: Why is this happening again? What did I do to deserve this? But this time, something was different—I was different. Without realizing it, I had turned self-awareness into my superpower. Quitting alcohol and healing my inner wounds helped me see similar pain in others. That’s when it clicked. This was a pattern I had to confront and move through to continue to heal my own inner wounds.
They say the only way out is through, and that couldn’t be more true. Healing is painful, but that pain is balanced with love, compassion, joy, and understanding. Throughout this, I kept my husband, Eric, in the loop about my work situation. I decided it was time to tell him about my spiritual experiences—past and present. We hadn’t talked about it until this moment. I was nervous he’d think I was crazy or "woo-woo," but instead, he was curious and supportive. We had a deep conversation about spirituality, and it brought us closer together.
The next day, Eric texted me about a metaphysical store near our house and asked if I wanted to go. “Hell yes.” I replied.
Years ago, after meeting a psychic for the first time, I’d felt called to learn Tarot. I bought books on palm reading, studied Tarot, and got my first deck. After moving several times and losing my deck during the chaos of my divorce, I hadn’t picked it up again—until now. At the store, I bought new books and a fresh Tarot deck and dove back into learning.
As I relearned Tarot, I used it to connect with my own angels and guides. Every card I pulled, I looked up in books and online and most importantly, my intuition to understand its message. This practice built trust in myself, my intuition and clair’s, and my connection to spirit. So when my manager had a mental breakdown in front of me, I wasn’t surprised—I was prepared.
When he was fired, I saw it coming. And when I was eventually laid off, I was ready. The company continued mistreating employees with silent treatment, lies, and gaslighting. It triggered old wounds, but this time I could face them and heal. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t bitter or upset. I listened to Taylor Swift’s-Karma over and over while dancing in my kitchen like it was the only song on the planet.
I got through it because I’d done the work—reading, researching, and understanding myself helped me recognize these patterns in others. Confronting months of emotional abuse only accelerated my own healing for which I am grateful.
Two years later, I’m still on that yellow brick road, taking one illuminated step at a time. With each step, I grow more amazed and grateful for the self-assurance and inner strength I’ve found along the way. Just like Dorothy, I had the power within me to close my eyes, click my heels together, and say, “There’s no place like home” as I visualize my own red converse sneakers taking one illuminated step at a time.
Resources:
Rider-Waite Universal Tarot
Online Resource: Biddy Tarot
Mysterious Language of Numerology & Angel Numbers by Charlie Emerson
Spirit Guides: Archangels & Angel Guardians by Mystic Mae
The content shared on this blog reflects my personal experiences with self-healing, spirituality, and my psychic journey. My intention is to hold space for those also navigating healing from trauma, addiction, CPTSD, and the effects of childhood or religious conditioning. This blog is not a substitute for psychological therapy or professional treatment. Rather, it is a space for sharing my journey, in the hope that it may resonate with and support others on their own paths to healing and freedom.
