I wanted to give you guys a little back ground into who I am and where I come from – rather than either just being the faceless woman who writes these random blogs or the smiley sarcastic girl from your weekly tarot videos.

Plain and simple I am an almost 35 year old girl called Silver who moved to Mexico alone a week ago. I have seen spirit for as long as I can remember but started denying it after my Clairvoyant Mother passed away when I was 8 years old. We come from Romani Gypsies and our family was renowned for riding and trading horses.

I always felt this void within me and from an early age I had repetitive violent nightmares every night always involving an animal. A particular nightmare would continue for a few years and I would end up somehow beating the animal. Then another would take it’s place and the nightmares would continue. These animals were my Shadow Totems, and I work very closely with them now.

I went to university whilst working full time, duped a man into being my boyfriend and decided upon a career in the Criminal Justice Sector. I had always been good at reading people,  majored in Forensic Psychology and protecting people was my jam!

At 27 with a very stable life and having everything I ever thought I wanted;  I was clinically depressed, anxious and suicidal. I woke up one morning and quit my entire life, moved 200 miles away, walked into a Spiritualist church and haven’t looked back since.

I have been on a journey involving the Dead, Angels, Spirit Guides, the Fae (Faeires), the Djinn, Power animals, the Gods and the Loa and Orishas. The universe is an absolutely fucking mental, magickal place and I am honoured to be able to witness this and impact it in whatever way my Allies ask me too.

I am comfortable working in the dark because I am strong enough in my own light and I accept that as a person there are many improvements I can make but do you know what? I am pretty great. High maintnenance or not! 😉

I have no idea why I am in Mexico; my Allies explained what was going to happen and that it was inevitable. Thor (the only thing I loved in the world) passed away so I sold all my possessions and moved; I literally own 1 suitcase of things, great if I ever need to go on the run from five-O or the Cartels.

I am in an air bnb for a few weeks and then after that I don’t haven’t a clue.

The only thing I know for sure is that in the past week I was greeted by a scary god at the airport, given a magickal gift from him, met some spirits of the land who were hilarious and helped a few souls cross over to where they are supposed to be. I know I am in the right place.

So to sum up;  I am Silver Wolf and I have no clue what I am doing.

And I like it.