My Life
Hello, my name is Thomas Windlow. I am a natural Psychic, by this I mean I was
born this way. Growing up being Psychic one would have many questions, but being
that this was a natural process for me I guess I took it for granted that
everyone was this way. Sure I would know things that others didn’t but I really
never thought much about it. I went to school just like others and had my share
of struggles. I remember I would always know when the teacher would call on me
or what we would be discussing. I just went along with it. I never discussed
this much as a child. I am one of seven children and I believe all of us are the
same and I have chosen to use my gift but we will get to that in a little bit. I
was what I would call a common sense kid, I never did study and I did ok in school.
Not great but ok. Did I know I was psychic? that would be a definite no, heck I
didn’t even know what the word was, and as I said before I thought everyone was
this way.
When I was five or six years of age I would see people around the house, and I
never fully understood this. I would go to my sisters and tell them and they
would say, oh don’t worry about that lady, she is a ghost and she won’t hurt you.
Now not all of us have seen this woman but I sure did, she was always dressed in
a dress, sometimes it was a red one and sometimes it was a blue one, and she was
always smiling. So I guess I was just used to seeing her. When I was about seven
I was sleeping with my father one night and I had an Indian come and visit me,
now this scared me half to death, and at that time in my life I really did not
know what to do, for he told me not to mention this to anyone. So for years I
didn’t. My Father died shortly after that and this is when life was very scary. I
remember laughing and running around and life was real tough at this point. My
mother had seven children and no husband. We had to do without a lot and there
were many times we would have the same thing for dinner at night for what ever
we had we had. But one thing I can remember very well is mom gave us love and we
grew closer together. I think about it now and I wonder how my mother ever did
it. My mother is a very amazing woman but I will talk later about her. As time
went on mom married again and even though he was a very bad step father, he did
provide for all of us kids, and I think about it now and what kind of man would
take on a wife and seven children. I guess he loved my mom back then. This
man could not stand me so I stayed away as much as I could, I remembering crying
many of nights because of him. He was very abusive with me, I would be beat or
thrown across the room or he would pull on my ears. You could understand why I
did not want to be there. Well mom did the best she could and tried very hard to
protect me, but I always knew God was with me and watched over me and I knew he
had something special for me to do. I would leave the house at the beginning of
summers and stay with an aunt and uncle, they were the greatest. They never had
children and they truly made me feel like a different person, we would do
outings and they would play games with me and we would talk and have breakfast
together and every Sunday they would take me to church, really great people and
how I wished so many time I could just stay there with them but that was just a
fantasy. Summer would come to an end but they always welcomed me on the weekends.
When I could not stay with them I would go and stay with my grandma, she was
another special person, she lived a life of hell with my grandpa, sometimes he was
a drinker, when he was sober he was very nice but when he started pouring that
alcohol in him he became mean, he would yell and sometimes he would threaten my
grandma with a butcher knife. I remember her running out of the house with me and
taking a ride until he would fall a sleep. Grandma went to church every Sunday
and I would go with her if not with my Aunt and Uncle. I was raised around
drinkers on both sides of my family and I've seen how it would turn the nice guy to
the mean one, so I made the decision at a very young age that was not the road I
was going to take. But I continued to grow and be watched over never thinking
about my gifts. When I was a teen I would sit for hours starring up at the
night sky and talking to God, never really thought about the angels. I just knew
there was more than anyone could tell me about and that I could even dream
about. When I was sixteen I remember I came home from working at McDonalds about
1:30 a.m. and my step father was hitting on my mother and I blew up, I woke the whole
house up and I know God was with me because I could have killed him or he would
have killed me. After that day I think I grew up all the way and I knew I had it
in me to face whatever life would throw my way. He never hit on her after that
because he knew I wasn’t going to tolerate it and I would die trying if I had to,
for she was the most important person in my life. She was my protector and she
was my friend and she was what God had given me my mom and to this day she is my
friend.
Well, when I was in High School I worked 40 hours every week and went to school. I
could not be like my friends, I needed to stay away from home as much as possible
for I knew why I was at work I was in charge and I didn’t have to face reality
of home. I turned eighteen in April and quit school after my junior year. I did
not care enough about school and I knew I had to get out of that house, so I
moved out that summer and never looked back. My mother was devastated, I was
number four out of a total of eight and I was the first to go, I explained to
her it was something I had to do. I know she had special dreams for me and I am
sure this hurt her more now that I am a parent myself. I worked at a local store
and was determined I would make something of myself, for my real dreams was to
be a teacher and I knew all along this is what I was. I moved myself up the
latter one position at a time, Assistant to Manager, I was the youngest manager
this company had ever had, I interviewed for a supervisor position when I was
nineteen years old and was told I was too young but I would make a great
supervisor when I was a little older. Then life started I was young dumb and
stupid as I would say. I got married to my soul mate and yes I knew this on our
first date but she sure didn’t I remember her saying after we were married, when
we were dating, I would call her and she would tell her sisters if that is that
Tom guy tell him I am not here, Well I don’t take no for an answer, and got
married six months later and have been married for twenty two years we have two
children and now I was the parent, I wanted them to have everything I never had
and that was whatever I could give them I did.
I finely turned twenty one and was promoted to Supervisor and remained with the
Company for eighteen years. I did get my GED when I was twenty one for this was
important to me and I needed this to believe in myself.
I have always had feelings and I would know when something was wrong just by
knowing, I remember I was sitting in my dinning room doing some paper work for
work and I said to my wife something just happened to Grandma and I began
calling her no answer I tried for two hours and then I got the call, that she
had passed two hours ago. My wife never questioned me she just knew I was like
this. I remember when I was dating her I was talking with her on the phone after
we had closed and I told her to hold, I felt someone was in my store. I looked
all over and in every isle and no one there, I looked in the walk in box and the
freezer and no one, so I told her something was not right that I was putting the
money away and I was leaving. At 3:00 a.m. I was awakened by a police officer
telling me someone had broken out of my store, they had taken the door apart
from the inside and walked out. I began to understand this gift I had a little
more. But still I didn’t think I was any different. I knew God and I always knew
I was protected. This is only a couple of my stories I have had many more and
hope someday to write a book to let people understand divine intervention, and
psychic awareness.
I never thought of about communicating with the other side much even though I
could always tell spirit was around me, and that different people that had
crossed over I was able to communicate with, again I thought this was what everybody
did. I knew God and I knew God knew me, what was there to think about.
I am now forty two and this past two years have been a roller coaster ride.
@ Thomas Windlow
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