My Life, My Gift

By Annette Edel

I have decided to write this biography, based on my vision of life and on my experiences. I want to write about what so many people think is strange. This is, being a clairvoyant. I want to tell, what it is. You ask: How did it all start? Well, that is a good question. I do not know how it started - it was just there!
I do not know everything. I do not get to know everything from a spiritual point of view. What I receive, is what I try to pass on in the best way. But I'm not flawless. I am a human being, who goes "all in" and becomes a medium. I am not a medium that becomes human. I'm not an oracle. Some will hate me because that's how people are. However, some will like me. Others will think I'm too much and I certainly am!
This book is not about "love light", harmony and "running through a field of flowers". It's a book about my life and my gift. For better or worse. I've been through a lot. But do I regret anything? Maybe. Well, there is nothing to do about it. I'll have to move on.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Claus Iversen
• Release date: Aug 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005996819

Annette Edel

Annette Edel (født 1966) er uddannet clairvoyant / medium og healer, og har i mere end 20 år arbejdet i ind- og udland med at formidle kontakt til den åndelige verden.Igennem årene, har hun via privat konsultation og klarsyns-demonstrationer, berørt tusindvis af mennesker med sin skarpe, humoristiske og empatiske formidling af budskaber fra den anden side. Annette har været i TV, været løbende omtalt i diverse medier og senest slået alle danske rekorder for visninger af clairvoyance på YouTube.I 2019 har hun startet sin egen clairvoyance uddannelse, og debuterer samtidigt som forfatter med sin første bog, en selvbiografi, "Annette Edel - Mit Liv, Min Gave" hvor hun åbenhjertigt reflekterer fra sin barndom og første erfaringer om mødet med det hinsides.------Annette Edel (born 1966) is a trained clairvoyant / medium and healer, and has worked for more than 20 years at home and abroad in mediating contact with the spiritual world.Over the years, through private consultation and clairvoyances, she has touched thousands of people with her sharp, humorous, and empathetic conveyance of messages from the other side. Annette has been on TV, been featured regularly in various media and most recently broke all Danish records for views on YouTube, about clairvoyance.In 2019 she has started her own school of clairvoyance, debuting at the same time as author of her first book, an autobiography, "Annette Edel - My Life, My Gift" where she reflects openly from her childhood and first experiences about meeting the beyond.

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ANNETTE EDEL

My Life – My Gift

2019, february

Author: Annette Edel

www.annetteedel.dk

Translation: Claus Iversen

Publisher: Claus Iversen

https://www.civersen.dk/epublicering.html

Copyright Annette Edel, www.annetteedel.dk

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Index

Introduction

Åkirkeby - Early childhood

Rønne - Childhood and youth

Grandmother - I loose my dear Grandmother

School - Family and friends

The cool times - Youth and parties

Zea - Moving to Sjælland and having a son

Parents - Is my father my real father?

Grandparents - Diamond wedding and birthday

Bornholm - Visions increase

Sjælland - On the nursing home

My gift - The gift blossoms

Childhood again - Back to childhood and the spiritual

The spiritual life - Back to learning about the spiritual

Grandma's death - And funeral

Billy's school of Spirituality - Beginning of a friendship

Marriage - For better or worse

The spiritual - The spiritual gains momentum

Childhood - Someone is taking care of me

Teenager - Soldiers and falling in love

Childhood - my first job

Teenager once again - Men

Love - Oh sweet love

The spiritual - Sittings and clairvoyance evenings

England - Sittings and friendships

Sittings - More memories from sittings

Childhood - Family and friends

Berlin - Work in Berlin

Norway - Working in Norway

The fire - About loosing pet animals

The spiritual - Makes more appearance

House cleansings - Brings peace

Divorce - And a grandchild

Sittings - And a new friend

Happy memories - From my childhood

Spirituality - and missing people

The spiritual work - And about having a son

Childhood - Grandmother again

Greenland - And being taken care of

YouTube - Rasmus Brohave and Nationalmuseet

My present life - Something about relationships

Premonitions - and time

Work - and spiritual training

My gift - I love to be able to help people

Summoned in court - Meeting my ex-husband in court

The future - ... Looks bright

Introduction

This is an insight into the life that I have lived and am living. Everything is written, but not everything is included. This is my life for better or worse. A look at childhood and adolescence. Adolescence and recent years.

I decided on my book, to write about my life based on my vision and my experiences. About a topic, so many think is strange. Namely, being a clairvoyant. Yes, what is it and how did it all start? Good question. I do not know. It was just there.

In the old days, I would have been burned at the stake, stoned to death, or tortured. Many tell me; Good thing you did not live in the past. I answer: Rubbish! - The world is not that different today. Hardly a day goes by, where I am not verbally bullied on Facebook or Instagram, threatened on my life or something else. I choose to let it go, I block and delete. But it amazes me that so-called intelligent people behave that way. Just now, at the time writing, a doctor from Hvidovre hospital shares a post with one of my videos from Facebook. A video where I give away a free healing. In the post, he demeans me, my work, my appearance and can of course use his followers to cover his back. Is this intelligence? Maybe, maybe not. One of my male colleagues said, For God's Sake! Men with small dicks are the worst. Could that be the reason? He said it probably in an attempt to make me laugh. But maybe the doctor have had a terrible childhood and never got healed in some sort. Or some apparent for-ever love, banged around with somebody else. Or he hates his mother. That's ok - just let all the hate hit me! I forgive him, because he does not know what he is doing - or is he? Just an example of what I come across, by just being who I am. Who are we to judge others? Who do we know better? Who are we to decide? Who are we to govern?

I do not know everything. I do not get to know everything from a spiritual point of view. What I receive is what I try to pass on in the best way. But I'm not flawless. I am a human being who becomes a medium. Not a medium that becomes human. I'm not an oracle. Some will hate me because that's how humans are. Some will like me. Others will think I'm too much, and I certainly am. I'm just glad I have my boyfriend, future husband who accommodates me and is just exactly the support I need. He holds me down and slows me a bit when I drive at 200 km/h down the lane of life and forget about myself. And the others who also want to be with me. But remember, I'm just me. FOR BETTER OR WORSE. I make sure to live in that way. When somebody tells me, You should know better. Then I can only answer no. I also have a life to live. I do not get life served on a silver platter together with the lottery numbers. I have to live with pain and joy. I want harm to no-one, only good. Even those who have hurt me, I wish them the best. But I do not do, what the Bible teaches: Turn the other cheek. Sometimes I choose to be quiet, you have to choose your fights with caution. Some battles are not worth fighting and others are worth fighting for. But you must live your life, and rejoice. Enjoy every day and enjoy it well. Do not think a bad event is a shame for you. Do not make yourself a victim by thinking, It's much easier for the others. Hell no! Rise and do something about it. It's not always easy. One of my male friends taught me something quite recently. Not everybody can, like you, Annette, just pull yourself together and move on. You are so tough, but not everyone has this gift. Now, that is ever so true, and I agree. Those words made me welcome someone back into my life. A man who left me, but later returned as a little run-away puppy. I will tell more later about this in, the book.

This book is not about love light, harmony and sitting i a circle, loving each other. It's a book about my life and my gift. For better or worse. I've been through a lot. But do I regret anything? Maybe. There is nothing to do about it, but to move on.

My ex-husband is still trying, after 7 years, to ruin my life. He was reported to the police for stalking, several years ago. My dog sitter was scared, because he was running around the cabin, driving in a taxi back and forth, etc. I could go on and on, with that story. My skilled lawyer, Karen Damgaard, takes care of that. I did not take the chances, but was too occupied in pleasing everybody else, or do what others told me. Can I do something about it? No. But I can make sure, every day is the best day. I try to make every clairvoyance night the best night, in collaboration with the spiritual world. If just one person can go home with something valuable after such an evening, well then I have made a difference. It's not about being the best. But to make it as good as one can. No doubt. I love my life.

My book does not evolve, as some might prefer, year for year. I look back on my life and am at the same time in my present. I try to make the book easy to read and so everybody understands it. I don’t carry grudges, but there are just things I don’t want to be a part of anymore. Here my lawyer comes into the picture again. I try to keep things on an understandable level, without getting too fancy. There are things that I keep to myself. As I once said to one of my friends, If I'll ever get too exited at a clairvoyant evening, run up to the stage, hit me hard, then go back and sit down again, and we shall continue. I laugh. I hope you understand. Do not place a clairvoyant on a pedestal. So many believe it is special to be spiritual. Hell no! It's hard work like everything else. We are of flesh and blood. We go to the toilet. And we have tantrums.

Åkirkeby

Early childhood

I was born on March 7, 1966 and my first name is Annette Edel Jensen, as written in my birth certificate.

The first thing I remember in life is playing with a tricycle, and the gooseberries I tried somehow to put up in the saddle. Then I walk together with my mother. We have to move. The moving lorry leaves with my father, sister and the worker. My mother and I are walking on a road that is not paved. I had told my mother that I wanted to leave in a car too. There was no room, she said annoyed to me. I clearly remember. The sun was shining as we were walking - a long walk. I was not happy with it, we did not have a car, so driving a car was great. At that time I must have been 4 years old. We move to the street Smedegade in the town of Åkirkeby, I was born there. In the small island community, Bornholm.

My grandmother and grandfather lived further down the street. Grandma would only be called Grandma, not Grandmother. They lived in a 3 floored and large house with a large brown gate. Their house had a staircase up to the front door. The lower 3 steps were made as a separate wooden staircase. You could even move it around. That was because otherwise Grandma's car could not drive in the garage in the yard. My Grandma could drive her Volkswagen Bubble into the garage, with only one cm on each side to spare. It impressed me as she still could do it as a 90 year old. Not a scratch. However, she did not see the cyclists, and slowed down when she had to cross a road - that was something else. They had a collie dog named Boy.

They were Baptists like no-ones business. They had lived upstairs the Baptist church in Åkirkeby as a kind of tenants who made sure everything was ready for services, etc. They paid a rent to the church. Every month when the church was collecting, Grandpa put a small white envelope in the bag. I remember the church clearly. An old church in the middle