Nancy Shobe - The "Spirited" Filly™
My spiritual transformation began...
two weeks before my father died.
I had a precognitive dream where my father came to me and told me it was time for him to leave.
It was difficult to release him because we had such a loving relationship. But, he had been ill for years and I knew it was selfish of me to hang on.
In my dream I thanked him for being such a wise and loving father. "I'm so grateful to you and wish you a beautiful journey to the other side. I am honored to have had you as my father," I said.
"Please know, Nancy," he said, "That whenever you see the compass, I'm guiding you."
Fast forward eight years later--summer 2013.
My daughter, son-in-law and one-year old granddaughter lived near me in California. My mother lived in Michigan and had not yet met her first born great-grandchild. When my daughter had to fly to Michigan for work, I thought this was the perfect opportunity to introduce my mom to her great-grandchild.
I leased a summer lake house that ended up being subpar. In a panic, we fled to a local Marriott for the night.
I called Mom (who lived three hours away) and promised her I would find new accommodations and would call first thing in the morning.
I frantically searched until 3 a.m. for new accommodations. Finding a lake house or resort during the summer in Michigan isn't easy. When I had just about given up, I discovered a small resort on a nearby lake that had three rooms left.
I called the resort at 8 a.m. Was it true that they had three rooms available? Yes, they did. I booked them. I called Mom and told her about the new plans. She would meet us there in three hours.
After a lazy morning, we finally packed our bags and headed for the resort. It was beautiful--a whitewashed building abutting a sterling blue lake.
While my daughter and her family unloaded the car, I said I'd check-in.
I swung open the French doors into the lobby and walked in. The hotel was as picturesque inside as it was outside. And, then, I looked down at my feet. Embedded into the floor was a 4' round brass compass...the compass that Dad had promised.
I looked to the heavens and nodded. "Thanks, Dad. Boy, did I need your help! Thanks for finding the place and for being here."
What I didn't know then was that exactly eight months later, Mom would become gravely ill with cancer. In three months, she was dead. It was the last vacation we ever had.
I realized then what I had perhaps always known at a soul level, that I could no longer ignore my dreams, messages or intuitions. It was time to go deeper and more public with my messages. It was time to share my gift with others.
Nancy began her career in Chicago as an advertising copywriter. After the Windy City blew her west to California, she became a national award-winning nonprofit fundraiser in southern California for 23 years. She earned her M.A. in Psychology in 2001.
Nancy became a Certified Yoga Instructor with Yoga Alliance 500+ hours in 2001 and earned her Reiki II certification in 2015. She graduated in the third cohort of Courage to Lead, a 15-month leadership workshop.
Her study of death, dying and afterlife included a three-year study withWilliam Peters, founder of the Shared Crossing Project, volunteer hospice trainings with Hospice of Santa Barbara and the Visiting Nurse and Hospice Care-SB, and a workshop with internationally-recognized author and grief specialist David Kessler.
For her mediumship, Nancy has trained with several mediums including Debra Katz of the International School of Clairvoyance and internationally-renowned medium Mavis Pittilla, professor at the Arthur Findlay College.
In addition to her professional career and training, Nancy is a professional journalist, published author, screenwriter and photographer.