I think I am Intuitive but HOW DO I GET STARTED?

After opening up about being an intuitive medium, I had many people reach out to ask how I got started or where should they start. And to be honest, I wish I had a mentor in this area back in the day.  Since I didn’t really have one (although I did have some guidance from people here and there…big thanks to all of you), I thought I would share my journey and how I tapped into my intuition.” Just keep in mind that my method isn’t for everyone, so pick up what you need and what speaks to you ( which is the first step to using your intuition  ) 

After my grandpa Ray (hence my name Casey Ray) passed on my 30th b-day I began searching. I was Searching to speak with him or for any sign from him. My prayers were eventually answered through my friend referring me to a medium.

After my first session with a medium, I was drawn to what she told me and how she was able to “read me”. And in the back of my mind I heard a very faint voice say “You can do this.” Of course I didn’t pay any attention to it, thinking it was just admiration or envy speaking. Sigh, if I only listened then! 

I was thirsty to tap more into this spiritual world with angels, chakras, and magic. That’s when So my bestie told me about oracle angel CARDS. She bought them after learning about them from her roommate.  My friend said They were cards with archangels and “nice messages”, and she gifted me a box! I was immediately hooked! ! read the instructions from cover to cover which talked about different ways to pull or pick your cards. But I felt more inclined to listen to my friend’s method:

1.) Shuffle until it feels right

2.) Spread the cards out in a line

3.) Ask a question – ex “ What do I need to know today?”

4.) Hover your hands over the cards and when you feel any sensation in your hand over a card—pick that one

I still remember the first card I picked… it said BREATHE and it couldn’t have been more fitting for that particular day. Now, you can read into this as much or as little as you want, but the whole point is that you start somewhere. These cards have clear and visible messages, and you don’t have to think or wait to audible hear something. You just ask, pick, and voilà! The message you desire appears!

The more you use Angel Cards the more you will develop trust or a system with them. An example: I had a close family friend die on September 11, 2001 in the Twin Towers. On the anniversary I tend to get very emotional (as most do) in remembrance of our loved ones who passed during that tragic event. So at the end of my day I stood in my room crying and praying that “ D” (our family friend) would give me a sign that he was okay. As I asked this question I was shuffling my angel cards. Low and behold a card flew out of the pile (fun fact – always pick a jumping card). The card said “ HELLO FROM HEAVEN!” The tears were flowing and I knew that he was safe and heard me. I felt such relief. 

I now use many decks and have different systems for pulling each individual deck. You should Always pick a deck that speaks to you. Meaning, one that you have a immediate feeling or pull towards it.

I would add something like this to help transition: “Once I mastered Angel Cards I knew I wanted more”. I kept up with the cards but eventually found myself asking the universe for more messages!

Well the universe answered by prayers! Shortly after I came back from my honeymoon in Costa Rica I was at my yoga studio laying in savasana (of course) with a cold lavender across my eyes. (I might leave out the “laying in savasana because not everyone will know what it is and you don’t want your readers to feel out of the loop?) PS if you haven’t tried that you are REALLY missing out! Anyway…I was laying there and my grandpas face appeared in my minds eye. Like APPEARED APPEARED! I could see every detail of his face, and I could smell his cologne. Tears flooded my eyes. It was in that moment that I knew I was able to CONNECT with my grandpa. I haven’t seen him like that in a long time due to the fact that I developed to be more clairaudient, meaning the emphasis for me is on hearing. But I will never forget that day and continuously wish for more. 

Symbols came next for me. When my grandpa passed there were birds that surrounded or nested at all three of his children’s houses. They were Specifically Cardinals because my grandpas nickname was “RED”. So birds have become my grandpa’s sign for all of us as a reminder that he is with us. Example time! My hubby surprised me during our annual trip to Vermont to make a pit stop to look at a house. (If you read my last blog it goes into more detail about how I had a vision of our “now” house prior to seeing it). I was NOT thrilled about this. I wanted to get to Vermont ASAP to see out friends and was very angry about him making me look at a house in below 0 weather. It was FREEZING OUT! Anyway, as soon as I got there and I walked in I could feel my my grand-parent’s presence. Then we went outside to look out back and my hubby said, “Look on the roof.” And you may have guessed it, a red bird that was shaped just like him was perched on the top of the roof. I knew it was a sign from my grandpa. He always joked about buying me a house back in Jersey. Well…he did just that!

That was just one example, but it will work the same for you. Think of something which has meaning to you and use that as your symbol. Then ask to see it when you are making a decision or trying to figure out if you are on the right path. Remember to trust that it will come! It may not come when you want it, but by staying open and trusting. It WILL come through.

Lastly, the thing that really catapulted me through to my intuitive gifts was writing. I HATED writing prior! For years I was often receiving messages that I should to write/journal. I remember saying to my friends, hubby, and therapist, “I know I should journal BUT….” and It just wouldn’t happen. I would feel blocked or would judge my hand-writing. (Fun fact- I was told by my sophomore English teacher that I had “ serial killer” hand-writing…you know with the different cut outs of letter pasted together...) No matter how hard I tried to avoid doing it more and more mentors and teachers were telling me that I should write.  Even my damn oracle cards were sending “ creative writing” messages. Thanks a lot guys! 

I was always taught to ask the universe or whoever questions and see what comes through! Welp, I finally listened and gave in and began to write! Many many things came through! I noticed different hand-writing and voices pouring onto the pages. And so it began…my clear channel with spirit and passed loved ones opened up.

Here are some take home points to get started and improve your intuition:

·      Cards- for clear visual answers

·      Symbols – just ask and take notice when they show up for you!

·      Writing- again another tool to ask and receive without any judgement

·      MOST IMPORTANTLY TRUST & BE PATIENT with yourself! Allow for divine timing to happen

Becoming Intuitive....

Well, if you would have told me that I would be an intuitive medium who can talks (talk) to dead people and spirit guides, I would have thought you were INSANE.  Turns out that is exactly where my journey took me! It has been a very long and layered pathway to get here, but I am BEYOND grateful for how it all happened. This journey has truly shown me that if you follow the signs it will lead you to your purpose. So buckle up and hold on tight for my ride from Physical Therapist to “I see dead people!”

I knew at a very young age that I wanted to be a physical therapist….like, I am talking 10-12 years old. Mostly, I wanted to be a PT because of this calling to HEAL people who were hurting…the creative and active side of it was also a perk.

Fast forward to practicing as a PT for 2 years. I was 27 and I had a huge identity crisis… cough cough Saturn Return! … cough cough. If you don’t know what Saturn Return is, I will chat about it one day.

I had done all the things on my “life check list” and now I was working at a “good job” and felt like there wasstill something more for me out there. And that is the phrase that I would repeat over and over for the next 4-5 years… “I just know that I am meant to do more…BUT, I just don’t know what it is.”   

Don’t get me wrong, I was happy to work with my patients, and I loved helping others recover from their injuries. I soaked up all the quality time with my patients and truly enjoyed hearing their story stories. I loved hearing all their stories and I noticed that many people would spill deep intimate situations or problems going on in their lives.  As a PT, You are not only there “PHYSICAL” therapist but also their “Emotional/mental“ therapist.  Anyway…it was during this time that the beginnings of my “gifts” became apparent. For example, I started to experience  pain or injuries similar to my patients.  They would walk in and I would just instinctivelyknow exactly where they were having pain. Or I would be working on someone and as soon as they s said their symptoms lessened I would start to feel their pain exactly where they had it. As if I ABSORBED IT.  Only later did I learn- that is EXACTLY what was happening. Super fun! It was the beginning of understanding that I am an empathetic and clairsentient person.

The more I worked as a PT the more I knew that there was something else for me. So I searched…. And I started to feel depressed.  I spent my whole life thinking that graduating with a Doctorate in PT would be my dream, and now I was DOUBTING it. How could I tell my mom and dad that this isn’t what I wanted to be anymore? YIKES!

The way I dealt with this empty void was to control my feelings with my “best friend” ED…aka eating disorder. It’s More like the cool friend that your mom didn’t like because she knew they were a “ trouble-maker” and to “ be careful.”  Your response was always to deny by yelling back “MOM, you don’t know what you’re even talking about! You don’t even know them!” As it turns out, your mom was always right.

I am not going to go into detail about my eating disorder because that could be a whole novel. 

But thankfully, I am now in recovery which I worked very hard to be. And I could thank so many people and friends who supported me get to this place that I am now. Shout out to Jess Baumgardner and my therapist Brittany. With professional help, I was able to decipher the voice of ED vs my own which allowed me to not fear or misuse food. Also, as this ED voice began to vanish, a new voice came through…but we aren’t there quite yet!

It was then that I decided that the solution to my life purpose problem was to become a workout instructor as my side hustle. I loved working out. It was my outlet for stress, so why not? So I signed up for yoga teacher training.  Little did I know that this would JUMP START me towards spiritual awakening. YTT taught me how to listen, feel, and be in my body. It helped me crowd out the noise in my head and tap into what my body/soul really was asking for.  During one teacher training weekend (actually on my 30th bday) I woke up violently ill with the flu. I was told to stay home and rest instead of coming to YTT. It was later that day that my world came crashing down. I got a call from my mom that my grandpa, 95, had died in a car accident going to church. I know what you are thinking …How ironic! Yes, indeed. And if you knew my grandpa, you would know that this all made sense with how he left this physical world.  My grandpa and I were very close. He would give me a hard time but everyone knew that I was his favorite. When I was born, he was in the hospital due to cardiac issues and they didn’t think he was going to make it. So my parents, made my middle name in honor of him. Casey “RAY”. – Again, I am going to say it louder if this whole situation doesn’t scream SATURN RETURN! I don’t know what else will, haha!

I was crushed when I received the call about my grandpa. I knew when it rang that something was wrong. I fell to my knees. It was in that moment that I knew why I needed to be home, (not in the yoga studio, to receive this call regarding my hero.  Through the sobs I kept telling my husband that I just wanted  to talk to my grandpa one more time. If there was a defining moment of when/how my spiritual awakening happened, I can tell you that it was the day my grandpa passed. 

 By pure kismet,  I connected with a name for a medium. It was my FIRST ONE! It was through her reading that I was able to reconnect with my grandpa, and I was opened. She also provided me with guidance about my life’s purpose; the thing I had been so desperately searching for. She told me that I would learn three things and that I would help others with my “system”. I thought to myself…OKAY, 3 things…well I am a PT, and I am almost done with my yoga certification. GREAT! Only 1 more thing to learn. And it was then in my mind the word REIKI came to me. 

I had heard about Reiki during my clinicals as a PT student, and I was always interested but never partook. Until one day my yoga mentor asked if she could give me reiki in class. UMM HELL YA! When she placed her hands on my head, my anxious/negative turbo mind went clear. It felt like the weight of my thoughts was lifted. I had an immediate calming sensation throughout my body. I also felt this odd repetition of words: “you are safe, you are loved”. After class, I sprinted up to my yoga instructor and told her all the things. She responded with what she felt and also confirmed that she was repeating those same phrases in her mind. I was dumbfounded, and all I knew is  I wanted more. She recommended I try her reiki practitioner, so I eagerly booked a session! 

The moment I met my reiki practitioner, I knew she was special! She sat me down and we just started chatting. I told her my story and how I got her information. She immediately said “You know you are meant to do this” (meaning Reiki), and I burst into tears when she confirmed what I already knew deep down. Mind you this all happened before actually receiving any reiki during that session.  When I finally laid on her table and she placed her hands on my head, I felt the same calmness rush through my body as I did once before. On that table I experienced many things. I had tons of body sensations, but I also had VISIONS. I had a vision of my future house, and I could see the color of the walls, floors, and décor…and I also knew that we renovated it to be this way. Two weeks later, my husband surprised me bringing me to an open house on our way to our annual vacation in Vermont. I can tell you now that it INDEED was the house in my vision. And yes …we ended up renovating it exactly the way I had seen it.

I left her session and immediately searched for Reiki schools. And low and behold, level one at the reiki school that she went to was starting in two weeks. It was meant to be. It was through my 1.5 years of studying Reiki at this school that my intuitive skills became louder and harder to avoid. When I would reiki classmates, friends, and strangers I would get intuitive messages or visions that were unexplainable. But yet, they always resonated with the person. For example: I had one client that I was working on that had a lot of energy around her throat chakra. As I worked on this area, I saw a vision of her in utero and it felt traumatic. I asked her later if she had a traumatic birth and she explained that she couldn’t breathe when she was born and was in the ICU for a few days. 

After this I became hungrier to better understand  how to access even more messages, but didn’t know where to go. And poof! That’s when I got a call from my friend saying she won this intuitive healing session for her and a friend, and she invited me as her plus 1. I was thrilled! I went in with no expectations as I had been seeing many intuitive healers at this time. In my session the reader talked about the Akashic records. The akasha whATTA?! I had never heard of it. She explained about how the records help you connect with higher self and record keepers. The Akashic records is thought of as the belief that every person, place, and thing has a soul record. A story perhaps. And our guides or “record keepers” show us our souls path. Now, I know this seems very far out there. BUT this intrigued me! She also said that she teaches Akashic Record certification courses every once in awhile. Well, about a month later as I was drinking some wine I get an email that she is teaching another round. I am sure you can guess what happened…yup! I signed up.

The akashic record certification allowed me to really connect and strengthen my clairaudience. I learned how to decipher between my voice and voices from the Akashic Realm as well as automatic writing.  Automatic writing is the process of a stream writing without conscious thought. Using this method allowed me to trust the messages I was receiving.

The first time I went into my records I saw a library filled with books from wall to wall, and my guides were the librarians.  They showed me that all these books were many stories about ME. They showed all the paths taken or not taken, and past, present, and future lives. It was incredible. They told me to trust ... and that is exactly what I did. I trusted that these books/messages were truth and coming from a higher source. 

Part of my homework to receive my akashic record reading certification, was that I had to read 4-5 people. I asked my closest friends who were open for a reading. Naturally, no one knew what to expect. Neither did I to be honest. I was nervous and worried. What if nothing came through?

My first reading was with my bestie! It was hard, and I was nervous, but she was patient. But what I learned is that the answers coming through were very choppy. I know now that it was because I didn’t trust and because I was working in new territory. 

Each one of these first 5 readings taught me something new. I had HUGE growth during this short amount of time. Also, I got immediate confirmation which helped me trust I was on the right journey. 

I know you are all like ... umm I need an example. Okay okay... here you go! During one of my readings, my good friend asked about where her career would go and what to focus on. All I kept seeing was that she needed to write a book. She laughed and wanted to know actionable steps she could take right now. I said over and over “all I see is you writing a book and you being on stage, kinda like Gabby Bernstein“. She belly laughed this time!  I felt anxious after our session, like I had failed. I felt like I had Failed her.

I asked my guides for a sign, or For confirmation that I am meant to do this work.  I was basically saying “is This REAL? Or am I making this  sh*t up?“

Low and behold, my friend text me the next day. She was at a retreat and was at breakfast trying to have some alone time. She is a mother of 3, so you moms out there know how much alone time is precious. Anyway , someone sat next to her. They started chatting. The girl told her that my friend reminded her of Gabby Bernstein, and that she had experience with book editing. My friend had got chills. They are now working together on her book! 😉 

Soo as you can see, this has been a very long journey to become an intuitive medium. 

I have also been scared to come out and say it. But here I am. Standing here (with my guides by my side) and stepping into who I am. 

Hello 👋🏻 I am Casey Ray and I am an intuitive medium 💚✨

Birthday Sorrows

This day will forever be remembered but not because it is my birthday. This time last year while I was sick as a dog with the flu. I got the call from my mom. She said “Casey I am so sorry it’s grandpa “. I dropped to my knees and sobbed saying “ no mom no!!” Noises came out of my body that I didn’t even know were possible. My heart felt such severe pain as if it were actually tearing apart. 

Now let me go back. When I was born on March 24th many years back. My grandpa wasn’t doing well health wise. And because of this my parents named my middle name after him (Raymond ).  They named me Casey Ray in honor of him. He was a fighter and his health improved. 

From then on, my grandpa took a very special liking to me. I don’t like to say I was his favorite because he had many other grand children that he loved deeply. But I was up there. And I never knew why. He constantly always asked about “ my Casey” and would call me making sure I was okay.  He also loved to tell the stories of how I would give him sass as my young bratty self. Example: he picked me up from gymnastics once and I said “ where’s my father” and he said “ he asked me to pick you up “. I repeated that I wanted my dad to pick me up. Needless to say I was not grateful but he bribed me with ice cream ( food issues even back then haha). Or the time I sent him a Valentine’s Day card which he kept all this time that said “ even though I don’t always show it. I love you”. Wow I was a poet even back then. These stories would bring a light and joy to his face as he told them as I was mortified. 

He meant a lot to me as I meant to him. My husband even had to ask his hand for my marriage. It was a MUST! Which he did of course and we planned our day for November 2nd, 2018. My grandpa was going to walk me down the aisle with my dad that day. 

However, on March 24th, 2018 my grandpa was driving to church ( at age 95) and got into car accident. And that was the day he finally re-joined his bride (my grandma Doris)  in heaven. 

Devastation entered me. He always called me on my bday but my dad told him that I had my yoga teacher training so not to call until later. But I was home ...with the flu. I needed to be home for this call. That I now know.

Two weeks after his death I called a medium @nikkinovo to connect with my grandpa. It was incredible. He was making his sarcastic and inappropriate jokes about his death. And he was happy with his “ bride”. He told me that I was one of his favorites because I was fearless as a kid but he noticed as I got older I became more worrisome like my parents. I was taking less risks. My grandpa’s main message to me was if he had taught me anything it was to not take life so SERIOUSLY.. 

I felt clear and lighter after talking with Nikki and reaching my grandpa. Since then, I am getting back to my bold bad-Ass self. I have been taking risks and doing things that scare me. 

This all led me to my passion which is healing and serving others through yoga, physical therapy, and reiki. Because this is how I have healed and am still healing. The title and purpose behind@caseyrayyoga is dedication to my grandpa Ray and how he wanted me to live my life. 

I love you 3 grandpa ️

Perfectly IMPERFECT

  Hi! I am a perfectionist. Any task I have I NEED to get it done FLAWLESSLY and if I don’t then I might as well move out of the country because I don’t deserve friends, family, a job, shelter, happiness… etc. Sound familiar? I always had this innate sense that I needed to be “good” at something. I often would catch myself saying it to my friends as an adult.  Lets rewind for some Vulnerability TIME !! Throughout my childhood,  I was an athlete which I excelled at.. and I always got great grades. I thought if I was perfect or the best in sports and school then I would make my parents proud and people like me more. This stayed with me throughout college and then I went right into grad school for PT school. Graduating with my Bachelors and Doctorate of Physical Therapy were life goals to achieve for my “perfect life”. But afterwards, I was lost…my adult life bubble BURST! This adult world wasn’t cooker cutter…I couldn’t study or win a trophy. Yoga ties in I promise. I became very depressed after the sparkle of working my first job faded. I CRAVED for something to be perfect at…to find my niche. Because that is what happens with perfectionism…we attach our self-worth to it. So when I first started yoga, I told myself…”okay, Casey you were a gymnast and are flexible ..like you can CRUSH yoga! This is it!” Well….let’s just say that is not how it went haha. Yes, I could do the “hard” poses… but I couldn’t handle savasana or any of the more yin ( easeful ) poses. I ripped myself apart for not being perfect at laying and not thinking. So I would shy away from yoga but was always pulled back.

     Yoga is a PRACTICE!! It cannot be perfected! If you are perfect at yoga then you must be an IMMORTAL God because it is meant for us to fail ..recognize and reset then get back onto your mat. Because Perfection is not being HUMAN !! We were created to make mistakes and fall out of poses. Some days I will feel so powerful and strong on my mat then other days I am crying in child’s pose. So I am here to tell you to have FUN and give gratitude for being IMPERFECT! Boom! Mike drop! Yes, you can have love and appreciate all of your flaws. It is so freeing!! Lets go on this journey together.

Mirror mirror on the wall...

Mirror mirror on the wall whose the fairest of them all? I remember watching this scene in the Snow White movie as a younger child not knowing THEN that this would haunt me into my teenage/adult years. And my story begins….

Once upon a time, I grew up in a family and community where always dieting was the norm. If you weren’t trying to get thinner than what were you DOING with your life. Doesn’t THIN = BEAUTY & SELF WORTH? I was also apart of activities and sports ( ie gymnastics and competitive cheering ) that strongly ENCOURAGED being “THIN”. When I was in middle school, my gymnastics coach used to tell us how we were fat and threatened to put us on scales.  Sadly, there are many other stories. Like the time in 8 th grade, I was the top flyer ( the b*tch being lifted in the air in cheerleading) and my coach told me that they were replacing me in front of the whole team with a 6th grader because she was lighter. I ran to the toddler size bathroom ( have you ever been in an elementary school bathroom. That shit is tiny!) I sat there with my knees by the ear-lobes and sobbed my eyes out. Fast forward to college, I was called a “BIG GIRL” and told I needed to “ Look the Part” or else I couldn’t compete for Nationals or cheer at big televised games. Your skills didn’t really matter just your appearance.

I know many people especially us ladies have endless stories like this (hey girl hey!).  My stories disconnected me from my body. I had no relationship with my body at all. In fact, if I saw my body on Tinder I would have swiped Right. I AVOIDED looking in mirrors and even eye contact with any part of my body in the shower because even when I did LOOK .. all I could see were my flaws which were ugly.

But discovering yoga, allowed me to tap into how my body moves, feels, and what it needs. Its ironic that a place where I used to judge as a place where only thin-plant eating people who exposed more skin than I could ever while doing awkward poses …ended up helping me finding my inner/outer beauty. Therefore, I am dedicated to this practice and opening awareness for those who struggle with the same body-shaming I did. Trust, I still have my moments when I look in the mirror but now instead of the negative talk…I give gratitude and love for all imperfections because that makes me the fairest of them all.