My self-chosen name is Finnick, it is an alternative spelling for Phoenix, actually, my favorite mystical creature.

I have been interested in Spirituality when I was just graduated high school, I was new in meditation, and I feel awesome by the first try, tingling sensations, vibrations, and bright colors fading in and out in my closed eyes. One article leads to another, and suddenly I realized that I am actually have a (or some) psychic abilities. Wow to myself. My life would never be the same again.

How did I found out that I am psychic?

It was kind of weird, but, you guess it, online tests! Ha ha.

I remember I was lazily watching television instead of get myself a job. The program was talking about Indigo children, they said “being an Indigo is not always seeing ghosts, but it could also vary in a different ways, such as a sharp feeling or intuitions…”

I thought to myself “maybe I am an indigo too?”

So the first online tests I had was to found out, whether or not, I am an Indigo. The result was 93% Indigo. I was excited to hear that I am a part of something, strangely, I never thought that I was an indigo, or psychic, or whatever, I thought I was normal, and everyone is experiencing what I am experiencing. And when I talked about it to a friend, and to a cousin, they said that it was not normal. Oh! Okay.

And then, the journey to the center of the self, began.