How I Discovered My Spiritual Gifts

I never meant to discover my spiritual gifts—I always knew there was something there. It wasn’t a sudden awakening or a grand revelation. It was more like I had scattered puzzle pieces, hints of something bigger, but the whole picture was missing key parts. And as I went through life, I kept stumbling across those missing pieces—sometimes in the most unexpected ways.I’m still not finished. The puzzle isn’t complete yet. But piece by piece, it’s coming together, and what I see so far? Well… it’s pretty damn fascinating.

Family Traits – Did I Inherit This?

My grandma always tried to interpret dreams, so maybe I got a bit of my intuition from her. But my dad? He had something, too. He once told me that his former colleague—who had passed away—came to him in a dream, asking him to look after his family. And my dad did. He met my mom and her daughters, then I came to the family.

He also had these warm, healing hands. When I was sick, I’d ask him to place his hands on me, and they’d heat up like a radiator. I felt instantly better. At the time, I didn’t think much of it, but now? I’m pretty sure he was doing energy healing without even knowing it.

More recently, my dad lost his brother, and their connection was so strong that he felt the exact moment he passed away. Later, he visited him—not in the physical sense, but in a way that felt like meditation. They “talked,” not with words, but in a way that was deeply understood. My dad has never actively worked on his spiritual gifts, but they are undeniably there, surfacing in moments like this.

What’s Next?

There’s so much more to share—moments that shaped me, lessons I learned, and how I’ve come to embrace my spiritual path. But I’ll leave that for the next post. Because, trust me, the journey is just getting started.