loss & Healing

I’ve told the business plotline a lot – working with executives, learning entrepreneurship from the best school in the country, living my tech boss babe dreams.

Throughout the business boss babe journey, another power emerged within me – the ability to communicate with the other side.

Deceased friends arrived as lights, waking me up in the middle of the night. I sensed when family members were on their way, and felt their transition from body to death through the veil. Portals. Another bridge.

I wrote for hours in my journal, other energies moving my pen. Different voices and handwritings coming through, answering and posing questions.

I joined several psychic classes and communities and found my ability to connect and channel was so… easy. I could turn up the dial, open and close without much effort. Entire chapters of information dropping in through visuals and sounds and words and clear-knowing. Getting the sense of things in complete drops for whoever I was reading for.

And yet, I didn’t think much of it, despite the ease. I thought of it as a hobby, something fun. I didn’t want to put the burden of money on my psychic gifts. And I have my MBA, after all. Shouldn’t that be the thing that brings home the bread?

Yet the bacon wasn’t arriving the way I thought it would. It wasn’t flowing. It felt like an uphill battle the entire time. Like banging my head against the wall. Big or small successes would be quickly followed by more struggle and resistance.

“Is this really it?” I’d ask myself.

After getting back from Egypt in October, I set the intention to learn how to use my gifts to help others.

Then, spirit babies started whispering to me.

I had “met” my own spirit baby months, if not a year before. A delightful young soul, my little buddy, who assured me that motherhood, my childhood dream, is indeed a possibility, despite not yet finding “the one.”

I didn’t think much when tons of other spirit babies that kept showing up, either. I honestly took them for granted, since this is such a normal, comfortable experience for me, having spiritual “neighbors” that like to kick it and hang around.

Then, these souls (spirit babies are souls waiting to be born) and my guides started yelling. “We’re here! For a reason! Won’t you please listen and figure out why we’re here?”

My old business and way of being got much harder. Even more resistance. Less abundance. More endings. It was finally time.

It was time to take this mediumship thing seriously.

“Will you work with us? Help us? Listen to us, receive? Connect with our mothers, fathers, birthers, shepherds, guides, families.”

Finally… I said yes.

And, as it usually goes, an opening appeared, and I decided to jump.

So here I am. Ready to present to you… ME, brand new.

I am Justine Cohen, MBA – Spirit Baby Lady.

-Justine Cohen

Spirit Baby Medium

4/3/22