Passionate Life Coach and Intuitive Reader. The person and story behind Ask Hillary Black.
Growing up I never felt like I fit in and often felt like a duck out of water. Which is ironic, given I was a competitive elite swimmer since the age of six years old. My intuitive and empathic gifts came at an early age of five years old.
As I grew, my abilities became stronger and many profound events came to pass. I was raised in a home with a mom who is devout Catholic and father who was Christian Scientist. I was inspired to learn about different religions, their similarities and differences by going with my father to various churches. On the other hand my mother insisted I go to CCD and Catholic mass on a weekly basis. until the age of eighteen years old.
I spent a great deal of time talking with Nuns and Priests about my prophetic dreams. One particular dream, showed a small white dog out of the tabernacle in the Church where the host of Christ is kept. The Nun explained to me a white meant purity and dog is God spelled backwards. Soon thereafter, I became very involved within the church—the youngest Sunday School Teacher at the age of fifteen years old, a Youth Group Leader and as well involved in Campus Life.
When I was seventeen years old, I traveled to Europe visiting many countries including Italy. Although the Vatican was not on the itinerary, I and a few other girls went to the Vatican, experiencing the mass in Latin and was blessed by Pope John Paul II in the Vatican Square.
Throughout my life my family and friends told me that I should be in a field where I can help people. It all began reading for family and friends incorporating my intuitive gifts of clairvoyant (sees visions), clairaudient (hears spirits) and clairsentient (senses spirits) and claircozgant (sense of knowing).
My father was a significant figure in my life. In 1996, he had a tragic car accident. Here he was, a second generation retired military officer, college professor and a executive statistical engineer and was in a coma while I was thirty-four weeks pregnant with his first grandson. It was heartbreaking to know he would never meet my son.
Looking back, I remembered a conversation with my father prior to the accident about my children. My vision showed I was having a boy, even before the ultrasound revealed it, and could see his features as he was older. We discussed names for my son and came upon my father’s first name that he never used, but he expressed he wanted his grandson to carry his name. I realized after the accident how profound that conversation came to be.
Right before my father's car accident my father said to me if anything happened to him, I was in charge to make sure his wishes were fulfilled. He asked me to promise and I did. Soon after the accident, my father came to me in my dream state communicating his wishes. After I would communicate them to my family.
The doctors would not tell the family when they thought my father would pass, but I knew when that day would come. I felt an urge to rush to the hospital just 7 days after I gave birth to my son. When I entered my father’s room, I called my mother, brother and sister telling them that this was the day my father would pass. We all sat around his hospital bed with my father's best friend talking about the family, the good times and saying our goodbyes. My father died early that morning.
Right after my father's death, my mother (a devout Catholic and former disbeliever) told me I was an angel and now she knew why God had put me here. From that point in my life I began to investigate my intuitive abilities I had taken for granted and ignored. I now use my gifts to fulfill my purpose in helping other people help themselves.