About Me
Your health
is my passion
The Beginning...
Welcome welcome welcome friends. I want to take this space to tell you about who I am and why I am here. Healing, medicine and energy work is who I am but to fully understand how seriously I mean that, we have to start at the beginning.
I’ve been intuitive since birth. And when I say that I mean that incredibly literally. I was just a few days old when the nuns in the woman’s shelter that my mom was staying in because we were homeless after my father left my mom, realized that I had a gift for healing.
The shelter that we were staying in was incredible. It didn’t just shelter women down on their luck, they also sheltered women who were trying to get clean off of drugs and alcohol, as well as their babies.
Just days old and the nuns would ask my mom if they could take me to the nursery with the babies who had been born addicted to drugs and they would lay me down in the cribs and after just a few minutes, these babies whose bodies were sick and on edge, babies who couldn’t stop crying and couldn’t sleep because of an overstimulated system, stopped crying. They relaxed, finally able to rest and be comfortable, they slept peacefully.
Once one baby stopped, they would just move me from crib to crib, letting me provide whatever healing my tiny body was capable of.
Things just kept evolving from there
You have to understand, every kid is intuitive, but at some point, “Life” gets a hold of us. We start to believe what the world and the grown-ups and the TV say about magic and the unseen. As we believe it, all the things we knew to be true, stops being visible to us. It happens gradually and we are normally so caught up in being liked by our friends, playing sports, learning to play an instrument, how to paint, or trying out for the school play that we don’t even realize that the world stopped being an intensely magic and truly miraculous place.
But I never forgot. And I continued to see the world not as adults wanted me to see it but how I knew it was.
And things just kept evolving from there. By the time I was in elementary school, I was able to hear when people lied. I was a child, so I had no tact and being blunt was the only way I knew how to be. It’s dark and twisty but I loved shocking people. Then I started seeing things before they happened. Both of these skills didn’t make me more likable and I struggled to maintain friendships.
By high school, I was used to being the intensely smart but odd one. I was optimistically realistic and I could not explain half of what I knew. By this point I was sure I was crazy. But for as crazy as I figured I was, I knew I just needed to hold on and then I would be able to prove just how crazy I was when I went to the all important COLLEGE!
College gave me the opportunity to Figure out if I was crazy or not.
I want to be very clear. I ran away from home to go to college. I ran away and got to live out my fantasy of being a regular bookish, intelligent girl, surrounded by small cozy towns that look beyond magical in spring and fall. I got to be Rory Gilmore. If you know you know.
I had spent all of my time pushing myself and becoming the top in my class so that I could be worthy of going to one of the best institutions in the country. I didn’t disappoint myself.
I spent hours poring over university pamphlets and websites. I came from a working-class single mother so taking trips to my favorites was completely out of the question.
Didn’t matter. By my graduation I had put in the work and earned myself a full scholarship to Trinity College where I had every intention of studying pre-med and going to medical school.
While I may have started my healing career as a 1 week old, I would say my healing abilities were less needed as I grew up. I rarely got hurt and I never got sick so I wasn’t healing myself or others consciously but I knew that while I would be spectacular in many things, medicine and being a doctor, helping the sick and wounded, solving the mysteries of what plagued people and kept them miserable seemed like the only option for me.
Dr. Quinn and Diagnosis Murder only bolstered my resolve in my choice of career. I even knew I wanted to go into internal medicine.
But college wasn’t just a way of me gaining a career and a way to provide for myself, it was also my way of answering a question that had long been in my mind, “Was I crazy because of what I knew without explanation, what I heard and saw that others couldn’t? Did I need medications? Or worse, a psych ward?”
Trinity had the perfect major to help me figure it out; Neuroscience – the study of the brain and the behaviors that come from it.
2 years into my major and I was certain I wasn’t bipolar, schizo affective, or straight up schizophrenic so I decided I just needed to accept that I was different and do what I had done for most of my life, be very careful what I said and to who.
2012
College was over and I found myself back at home. Med school wasn’t an option since I wasn’t competitive enough and, as I look back now, what I thought was fear was simply my intuition trying to tell me that 4 years of medical school wasn’t the right thing for me.
But, I didn’t know about the subtle nature of intuition so I decided that I was going to take a year, study for the MCAT and distance myself from a GPA that wasn’t the best in the class (3.0 in case you were wondering).
The day I was supposed to take the exam, I couldn’t. Something in me said no. I knew with everything in me that it wasn’t right and the next day I applied to the best nursing school in Minnesota, and 2 weeks later, received my acceptance letter.
I graduated in 2016 with my RN and I started working in a small critical access hospital in a small town in southern Minnesota. While I worked I continued to study and in 2017 graduated again with my BSN.
In being a nurse, I realized my gut had been right. Modern doctors are great, they know a lot of shit, but they don’t do what they used to. They don’t get time with the patients, they don’t get to fix the wounds and get to know the patients. They used to be able to be the brain and the hands, now they are just the brains. If I was honest, I always wanted to be the hands, doing the actual healing, and for the first 6 months of my nursing career, it was amazing… until it wasn’t.
It was time for the intuitive and the medical part of me to collide.
6 months into my very first nursing gig and I was hit with a whammy. The manager that hired me quit. Went off to be a nurse practitioner and left me with a new manager, who at first seemed nice.
Then I started getting called into the office. For small things, then they got bigger. “Abigail, people are telling me that you don’t smile and seem mean.”
“Abigail, someone complained to HR.”
Then I started getting emails telling me we needed to talk, no details and no time frame or a way to schedule. Sometimes I would go weeks without being able to talk to her face to face only to finally one day be called in and have a laundry list of “complaints” against me.
It started getting hard for me to breathe at work. I was on edge about every email, every interaction. I didn’t know who to trust and the worst part was I didn’t recognize it as abuse.
Had I known what to call it I probably would have sought help sooner than I did but I didn’t, so it was a normal morning of driving home when on a particularly windy road I thought to myself, “I could just close my eyes and let God decide.”
Let me tell you, I’ve had my share of near-death experiences but that was the first, and thankfully only, time I have ever thought of taking my own life.
It shocked me and I knew I was broken. Later I would also find out this was my Saturn return, if you know, you know, but regardless, I look back on this as the Universe telling me it was time for the intuitive and the medical parts of me to collide in one epic moment.
“I am broken and you are going to tell me how to fix it.”
Those where the first words that I ever said to my therapist. She looked at me and began to say what I think was probably, “Your not broken, no one is broken.” But I didn’t want anything to do with that bullshit and very quickly stopped her. I knew I was broken and to me it was okay. It was truly, someone just needed to tell me how to fix me. Like I was a clock whose gears or wires or internal mechanism was off and could only tell time twice a day.
I wanted to be better, I wanted to work. And I was willing to do whatever it took to get right. I asked for homework and she was more than willing to give it to me. We started with books that I ran to Barnes & Nobel to buy. Worksheets and audio samples and then podcasts. Somehow, and I will never know how, one particular podcast came across my feed, The Final Swipe. It was a dating podcast, which I found strange because I wasn’t remotely interested in dating but I randomly clicked on one episode and the host, Nikki Novo, was talking about intuitive dating.
I slid into her DM’s so fast and frantically wrote, “Sooooo, listen I don’t give a shit about the dating bit, but this intuitive thing sounds interesting and I need to know more.”
She wrote back and told me about some beginner courses she had and folks to tell you that I came home to myself is the understatement of the year, no the fucking millennium.
I devoured all her content and was one of the first to go through her professional intuitive certification program called Soul Teacher.
I finally had a language for what I had been my entire life. I was intuitive. Psychic, medium, shaman, medicine woman. All accurate but I resonated most with simply, Intuitive.
Why work with me
Simply, I’m the best of both worlds. A lifetime of intuitive skill that has only gotten stronger since learning the language of what I am and decades of medical knowledge all rolled into one beautiful package.
That and the fact that I am not okay with you settling for fine. The only part of my story that I haven’t told you, is that I am bougie. I believe that we came to this life to make the most of it, despite everything we are meant to go through.
And I believe our health is the way in which we are able to achieve and gain all of the amazing things in this world. I don’t believe in settling for illness, for accepting the diagnosis or just getting used to chronic conditions.
I believe in learning the language of one’s body, of finally understanding the uniqueness that is your energy and merging that knowledge together so that you are never at the mercy of a medical system or a failing body again.
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