I recently went downtown to have a fun girls weekend with my mom. We had the best time being together and making new memories. However, I noticed something different about this trip, and many others, since I started to learn how to become a medium— I was conscious and present in nearly every moment!

A few years ago, I would’ve walked through a scene like that half-asleep. My eyes open, but not really seeing. I was trapped inside my own bubble, lost in thought, focused on where I was going, what I needed to do, and what was happening in my world. Everyone around me was background noise to the story of my life.

We are so accustomed to only focusing on our needs, our desires, and the things we want to do that we are running on autopilot, like we aren’t even there at all. Our bodies are doing all the work while we are analyzing everything in our minds about the next steps we need to take. Then, you wake up and wonder how you even got where you are. We become so trapped in our own minds overthinking every detail of life that we have lost all sense of time, and even worse, all sense of our conscious awareness.

How many times have to been driving (way too many for myself to even count) where you wake up at a red light and have absolutely no clue how you even got there. The last thing you remember was leaving your house?

Learning mediumship changed everything for me, and it did so in ways that I never even fathomed that it could.

It expanded my consciousness in a way I never expected. Mediumship isn’t just about connecting with the spirit world — it’s about waking up to this world. It’s about learning to sense, to feel, and to truly see the souls around you, not just as strangers passing by, but as living, breathing beings with stories, wounds, and hopes of their own.

When I was walking downtown with my mom, I didn’t just see faces — I saw humanity. I saw the light in people’s eyes, even when the light was dimmed. I felt their energy. For some it was exhaustion, and for others it was joy. I found myself silently wishing them well, sending love in the smallest, most invisible way. Because even if I didn’t know their names, I knew their spirit.

And it was beautiful.

But it was also heartbreaking.

As I moved through the crowd, I couldn’t help but notice how many people were still living in that same self-bubble I once was— the ones on autopilot inside bodies walking right past me, but so lost inside of their own minds that they weren’t even conscious another human being was around. Their eyes were glued to their phones, rushing past one another, numb to the connection available right there, right then. I could feel their disconnection, which I can only describe as a dull ache from living on autopilot. I could feel as if their soul’s were trying to get their attention— wanting to be seen and heard, but were forced to watch from afar.

Sometimes it hurts to see it.

I wish more people could experience the kind of awakening that mediumship gave me. Not because everyone needs to talk to spirits, but because it opens your heart. It reminds you that we’re not separate. That we’re all part of this vast, breathing web of energy and consciousness.

When you begin to see life through that expanded awareness, the world softens. Strangers become reflections. The edges of loneliness blur. Compassion starts to pour out naturally. Not because you try to be kind, but because you finally see kindness in all.

Mediumship taught me that connection is our natural state. Disconnection is the illusion.

So as I walked through downtown, surrounded by thousands of people, I didn’t feel overwhelmed or alone. I felt part of it all. I was conscious to it all.

And I silently hoped that one day, more of us would wake up from the trance where we step out of the self-bubble and see one another for what we truly are: souls, sharing this human experience together.

When was the last time you truly saw the people around you. Not as strangers, but as souls walking their own path beside yours?

I’d love to hear your thoughts or stories in the comments. How has your spiritual or intuitive journey changed the way you see humanity?

Xoxo,

Melinda