Picture this: I am two months into a brand-new job. I’m still figuring out which driver is in which semi and where the office supplies are kept, when suddenly; I feel it. That undeniable shift in energy, the chill and the whoosh in the air that says, You’re not alone in this office.
Except no one else had walked in; at least in the physical sense.
Hi - I'm Brittany. I'm an intuitive energy worker and have a plethora of gifts that make my life interesting to say the least.... the story that follows is a real life example of how my gifts show up on the daily, even in the most awkward of moments.
The presence I felt, it was my boss’s dad who had passed away. He just casually strolled into my office like it was just another day and said, “Hey, I need you to give this message to my kid.”
Now, Spirit doesn’t exactly knock first. I mean they can make things go bump in the night, but in my experience, knocking is rare. There was no calendar invite or meeting agenda, just a “Hey Brittany, are you free for a quick mediumship moment between driver envelopes and invoicing?” Spirit just shows up, unbothered and apparently, punctual.
Permission to Be Weird (Like… Really Weird)...*psst it's actually really fun*
At that point I had a choice or at least I thought I did. Do I play it safe, keep my mouth shut, and pretend I’m just really focused on my inbox? Or do I risk being the weird girl who blurts out, “By the way, your dad’s here.” At the time, my boss did not have a full understanding of the gifts I had and only knew me as being a Clinical Hypnotherapist.. not as a messenger for the dead.
And spoiler alert: His dad wasn’t going to let me off the hook until I delivered the message. He followed me around most of the morning waiting for me to take my chance. Because you see, when Spirit wants something said, they’re not exactly subtle or coy about it. It’s like a toddler tugging on your sleeve; except instead of “Can I have a snack?” it’s “Tell him I’m here.” And you can try to ignore it, but typically they just get louder.
So I gave myself permission. Permission to risk being misunderstood and to lean into my gifts. Permission to be the girl who sees dead dads and still manages to get all my work done on time.
Spirit Doesn’t Care About Your Comfort Zone
Here’s the thing: Spirit doesn’t always wait until it’s convenient. They don’t pause and think, “Hmm, maybe we should hold off, she’s still in her probationary period at this job.” Nope, they just show up. And in that moment, authenticity wasn’t optional. Spirit was basically like, “Sweetie, you’re gonna say it, or I’m going to keep pestering you until you do.” ..
So I did. I told my boss what his father had to say and I was not subtle about it. I really walked in his office and blurted it out, turned heel to toe and walked back out to my own office, bracing for awkward silence and the conversation of "you're fired." Thankfully the latter didn't happen, but the conversation was definitely awkward and took away any bearings we had in that moment.
The next day, as my boss and I were talking about the exchange in his office, he softened. He listened, he talked and he received the message with gratitude and honesty that he in fact did need to "get sh*t handled." He admitted to avoiding the jobs he was needing to get done and even thanked me for being so open. To this day, we still bond over that moment. It became a thread of peace woven into his office, something that still brings him comfort.
What I thought might make me “too much” actually made me trustworthy and allowed him to open to new perspectives and ways of connecting.
The Dead Dad Lesson
This experience helped me learn something life-altering: our quirks, our gifts, our weirdness; they aren’t accidents, but rather they’re bridges.
Authenticity doesn’t push the right people away. It pulls them closer.
And when Spirit nudges you, it’s not to make you look foolish. It’s because your truth is medicine, even if it feels messy or risky. Even if you’d rather keep it quiet and sip your coffee in peace.
Permission Isn’t Given, It’s Claimed
Most of us grow up waiting for permission slips. Permission to speak, to feel, to be mystical, to be loud, to be tender, to be real.
But here’s the thing: no one’s coming with the slip. Spirit isn’t waiting for you to “feel ready.” The world isn’t going to email you saying, “Congrats, you’re officially allowed to be yourself now.”
Permission isn’t given. It’s claimed.
And sometimes, Spirit throws you into a moment so undeniable that you realize the permission was already yours.
How to Start Loving Authentically (Even When It’s Awkward)
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Name your weirdness. What’s the part of you you’ve been hiding that’s actually your superpower?
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Give yourself permission. Say it out loud: “I give myself permission to be ___.” (Yes, even if it feels silly.)
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Notice what happens. The right people won’t run. They’ll lean in. And you might just create a bond that changes everything.
Permission Granted
That day in the office, I learned that authenticity isn’t just about me. It’s about how my truth creates space for someone else’s healing.
Spirit didn’t care that I was two months into a new job or that I was still learning where the printer toner was kept. Spirit cared that a father wanted to reach his son. And when I stopped resisting, when I let myself be that girl; the girl who sees the unseen and says it out loud, something beautiful happened.
So here’s your permission slip:
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To be intuitive.
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To be hilarious.
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To be mystical and messy, practical and profound.
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To be wholly, unapologetically, beautifully you.
Signed by me. But more importantly, signed by you.
Have you ever had a moment when Spirit showed up at the “wrong” time but it turned into the perfect moment? Share below! Let’s laugh and celebrate the weird together.
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