My name Lucy Cantrell and I am from Galway in Ireland. I was born to a Scottish father named Elliott Cantrell who was a music manager and my mother Anne Cantrell who worked as a club singer along with her two cousins.
I could tell you a story about what I have been though the past ten years. From meeting and marrying the love of my life rediscovering my true purpose in life as well as my brush with fame, fortune as well as going though a total life disaster . My life was all mapped out from the beginning.
My job is to help and heal people. When I was five years old I witnessed strange things out of the ordinary only to be told by my mother I imagined it all. I remember my mother Ann Cantrell standing out in the kitchen drinking coffee and I saw what it look like was a young Victorian girl with long black hair and large brown eyes and dressed in a Victorian frock.
She was about five years old the same age as me, and she appeared out of the wall in the hallway near the door in her home. She approached me to hang out and talk to me for a while. And then walked away and returned though the wall to where she came from.
I remember telling my mother about this. I know sense this was my spirit guide Iris the greek goddess of the rainbow visiting me and grew up with me. I see her like a sister to me.
My mother had these framed black butterflies on the front room wall and I could have sworn they came alive and there wings started flapping one time when she stood outside the room looking at them.
This could have been more than just my imagination. Sometimes at night I saw these tiny figure's running backwards and forwards in my bedroom before I would go to sleep. I could see a tiny space ship with monkeys stepping out. And animals such as an elephant and a giraffe. Also a tiny house that went on flames.
I would tell my Mother about this only to be told it was all in my imagination. I remember coming close to the picture frames of the artificial butterflies. The butterflies were trapped within the picture flames and couldn't flap their wings even if they did came alive.
I did think at the time it was strange of all what she was seeing. To me, I was seeing these things with my own eyes.
I had forgotten all about it when I grew up. After I met Elijah I was feeling my connection with angels and spirits. It was Elijah that pursued me to pursuit my spiritual gift.
After death of my musician husband Elijah Badura, who was killed in a car crash in Paris, I remembered all this. I first met Elijah when I was an eighteen year old teenager. It was like fate was throwing them together. I married him at the young age of twenty-two.
It was like fate was calling. Elijah was two years older than me. He was smart good-looking and extremely funny. He could also be silly and childlike at times. Some of my family told me they thought she was marrying in heist.
Maybe I did marry in heist. But it felt like we were both thrown together. Elijah could have been a comedian. He had an interested in the paranormal and world and encouraged me to pursue my gift when I told him of my psychic abilities.
We were like the male and female version of each other. Elijah was dark-skinned with long frizzy black hair. Where I am white with long light brown hair. Sometimes I'd darkened my hair and I could be almost the spitting image of Elijah, Which caught people's attention. I often felt me and Elijah were like kindred spirits.
It was devastating and it came as a total shock. I was in disbelief and I couldn't get my head around it. My life just stopped. But then I had to start over. I was sad and lost for a very long time. My life came to a complete stand still. But life has to move forward whether I like it or not. I have to move on.
Being married to a famous musician lead me to publicity with the media in my clairvoyance and though my husband and my father.