Nancy Shobe - The "Spirited" Filly™ 

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My spiritual transformation began...

     Two weeks before my father died.

     I had a dream where my father came to me and told me it was time for him to leave.

    It was difficult for me to release him because we had such a loving relationship. But, he had been ill for awhile and I knew it was selfish of me to hang on. In my dream I said, sobbing, "Dad, I'm finally ready to let you go. Thank you. Thank you so much for being such a loving and wise father. I'm so grateful to you and wish you a beautiful journey to the other side."

    "Please know, Nancy," he said, "That whenever you see the compass, I'm guiding you." 

    Fast forward nearly 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 to myself this is the perfect opportunity and told them, "We're all heading back."

     I leased a summer lake house that ended up being very subpar. In a panic, we ended up for the night at a local Marriott while I frantically searched for new accommodations. Finding a lake house or resort during the summer in Michigan isn't easy.

     I called Mom (who was three hours away) and promised her I would find something and I would call first thing in the morning.

     Finally, at 3 a.m., after a massive Google search and no sleep, 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. 

     We packed our bags. Left the Marrior and headed for the resort. Was it going to be as beautiful as it looked online? We had already been lead astray once.

     As we drove up to the building, I relaxed. It was a majestic white-washed resort hotel abutting a tranquil blue lake.

     As we unloaded our luggage from the car, I said I'd go ahead in and check-in.

    I swung the French doors into the lobby and walked in. It was as picturesque inside. And, then, I looked down at my feet. Embedded into the floor was a 4' round brass compass.

     I looked to the heavens and nodded. "Thanks, Dad. We needed your help!"

    What I didn't know then until eight months later  how important Dad's divine guidance had been.

    It was almost exactly eight months later that Mom became gravely ill with cancer. In three months, she was dead. It was the last vacation she ever had. It was the last vacation we had with her. 

   I realized then what I had perhaps always known, that I could no longer ignore my dreams, messages or intuitions. It was time to go deeper and more public with my messages.

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 and became a Certified Yoga Therapist with Yoga Alliance 500+ hours.  She earned her Reiki II certification in 2015 and has completed a three-year study of Death, Dying and Afterlife with William Peters, founder of the Shared Crossing Project She also attended a grieving workshop with internationally-recognized author and grief specialist David Kessler and medium workshops with several internationally-known mediums.

In addition to her professional career and training, Nancy is a professional journalist, published author, screenwriter and photographer.