Opening myself to the other side was the best choice I have ever made. It was never easy and came with many painful tribulations. I was given the choice to fully commit, knowing it meant growing detached from this world and closer to the other side. I spoke with my wife for advice, and she told me to follow my heart and assured me of her support.
We were on holiday in Spain, enjoying a beautiful beach and a much-needed break, but I felt anxious as I surrendered to the unknown. I trusted my communicator on the other side, but with a new baby and family responsibilities, the decision weighed heavily. Long walks alone and prayers brought no clear answer, leaving the choice entirely in my hands. Honoured to be chosen to serve, I was still apprehensive, particularly due to my visual impairment and special needs.
Reflection only strengthened my conviction to be true to myself, rather than conform to logic and science. After returning to London, I reached out to Paula, my spiritual psychotherapist friend.
“I think you are overthinking this, Garo. You already know the answer,” she said.
“I am afraid that if I commit more deeply to spirit, I will become more distant from our world,” I replied.
“True, but you will become closer to spirit and to all the people you will be sharing your gifts with. This is the true purpose of why you are here: to be in service to others. Forget the material world, the numbers, and all it entails. You were never really part of it anyway.”
She reminded me that my wife would be my rock, that spirit would look after me, and that I would never go hungry. She was right. It was fear that was holding me back, and I decided it was time to move on.
I prayed that night and asked to be accepted in service. The next day, I felt different, lighter somehow, and even more visually clear. After that, I experienced physical changes that I could not explain. A surge of energy coursed through me, and I felt compelled to go out into nature. It was as though I had consumed several strong cups of coffee. Over the following days, this energy stayed with me, and I spent time in the park running daily to release it.
Once my energy settled, I visited Paula again.
“You look different,” she said. “Your face. You look at peace.”
I felt at peace, having conquered my doubts and fears and knowing in my heart that I was doing the right thing. With new clarity, I resumed my service as a healer at the church and later began offering private readings. Over time, I also went public on social platforms and received mixed reactions. The people I expected to accept me withdrew, while those I least expected stood by me. This gave me a clearer perspective on who my true friends and loved ones are. Through offering my services, I have met many beautiful people on both sides of life, and I now feel part of a much larger family that continues to grow.
I am who I am thanks to my wife, my daughter, and above all, Paula, who believed in me. My special needs have since become more challenging due to difficulties with focus. Basic mathematics is laborious, and I am easily confused by things that are simple to others. Yet in my sessions and in my connection to the other side, I feel clearer than ever. I love what I do and pray for a long life to continue serving.
