I was a shy and sensitive child, who often felt like an outsider. My family, mom, dad, older brother and me lived quite modestly in the Crown Height section of Brooklyn. My dad was a baker, my mom was a bookkeeper. Life growing up was somewhat uneventful until I moved into my twenties. When I was 21 my mother died. This major loss caused me to retreat and seemed to serve as a harbinger to other losses that unfolded over the next decade.

A breakthrough from retreating came through volunteering at The International Center where I was an English Tutor for student who were new to the United States and wanted to practice their English. Through the Center I met people from all parts of world which awakened the desire in me to travel. The highlight of my travel was going to India - Bombay, Delhi, and staying on a houseboat in Kashmir. I made lots of wonderful friends and was exposed to many different cultures and ways of living.

At that same time this wonderful awakening was taking place I continued to mourn the losses of loved one. Sadness weighed heavily on me and I desperately tried to find ways to escape from the pain. I began to seek out psychics, mediums and astrologers. I studied and read about reincarnation, astrology, psychic phenomena and had past life regressions. I was looking for answers to take away my pain. My quest for answers often took me to escapism or a quick fix that was froth with illusion and denial.

In the back drop of all of this was my private collection of beat up notebooks, journals, which served as the home to my sadness and pain. These crumpled pages which wreaked of confusion had begun to take on a glimmer of hope - happy little poems were being filtered in. The short poems became long paragraphs filled with wisdom and higher truths. The full impact of this came in May 1992, while I was flying home from California. I was writing in my journal as usual, irritated by aspects of my trip when suddenly a continuos flow of words poured out of me. Words of wisdom and clarity that didn't sound at all like me. It was as if I was writing and not writing at the same time. This writing went on for several paragraphs, then the voice signed off, In Light and Love Gideon. Who was this Gideon? 

Gideon was part of a collective energy that called itself The Communicators. A group of energies that have never been in physical form. My initial channeling was intended for my use, only. I was told that the more I channeled for myself the more refined my frequency would become and and the clearer my channeling would be.

The spiritual truth, "when you are ready, your teacher will appear," proved itself to me the day Leigh Dean -- a wise, powerful, no-nonsense healer -- entered my life. I'm still not exactly sure why I went to see her, but I remember laughing nervously as I told her about my writings. When she asked me why I was laughing, I said, "I don't want you to think I'm crazy, because I talk to myself”.

Leigh asked to see my writings and I handed her my worn steno pad containing my conversations with Gideon. Leigh read in silence, then looked at me and said:, "Judith, this is high level writing. You must take this seriously and you must write every day. Transcribe the long-hand writing to the computer, and leave one-inch margins." I followed Leigh's instructions and eventually discarded the steno pads and wrote directly into a computer. And to this day, Leigh is my friend and spiritual teacher.

I had always been interested in art but didn’t believe I had the talent or skill to pursue it. It wasn’t until I reached my late 40’s that I finally had the courage to take classes at The Art Students League and then went on to be accepted to a Studio Program where I received a Bachelors in Fine Arts at age 57. Over a 12 year period I lived my passion. Whether painting from life or nature it soon became clear to me that I was using my channeling abilities for painting. Hundreds of expressive and vibrantly colored painting poured out of me.

While studying art and continuing to channel for a small number of clients, I worked part time in doctors offices and did administrative/bookkeeping. The office work served as a means of financial support and it also exposed me to many diverse challenges which helped me to grow and become more grounded.

I have been channeling for almost 30 years and I am still filled with a sense of wonder about the whole process. At times it feels like a magical experience. I am in constant awe of The Communicators' simple knowing and of their ability to transmit the right words, to the right person at the right time. I love working with my clients and I feel so privileged to be part of their evolution as I witness them opening up their hearts and their minds. I continue to strive to be one with the Cosmos, however, now my heart is open and my feet are planted solidly on the ground.