Psychic Medium Michael Christopher

Raising Our Consciousness and Creating Hope. 

About Michael Christopher: Not Your Typical Medium 

 

I am not the typical medium you usually hear or read about. I was not a child who was immediately aware of their abilities, nor did I grow up surrounded by spiritual phenomena or ghostly activity. For most of my life, the unseen world was completely off my radar. I lived a very practical, grounded life—one centered around structure, duty, and service. It wasn't until I reached my 40s that something far greater than myself began to subtly reveal its presence. 

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The catalyst for my journey began during my 20-year career in the United States Air Force. Around the year 2000, at the halfway mark of my military service, I was diagnosed with a progressive kidney disease. Doctors delivered the earth-shattering news that it would eventually lead to complete kidney failure and the necessity of a transplant. This diagnosis completely rocked my world. It forced me into a season of deep soul-searching, as I constantly tried to make sense of everything around me. Looking back, I now recognize that this medical challenge was the precise spark that shifted my perspective and quietly placed me on the path toward mediumship. 

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During that period of uncertainty, my wife happened to come across "Crossing Over," a television show featuring psychic medium John Edward. I found myself completely transfixed and fascinated by the concept of afterlife communication. This sparked a personal quest for knowledge. I began devouring books by prominent mediums like Sylvia Browne, Lisa Williams, and James Van Praagh. For reasons I couldn't explain at the time, reading about the journey of the soul brought me an overwhelming sense of peace and comfort. Unknowingly, this became an informal education that I would be called to lean upon years later. At that point, the thought of actually becoming a medium myself was the furthest thing from my mind—in fact, it was the last thing I ever envisioned for my life. But the universe was already orchestrating events to lead me toward my true calling. 

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In June of 2010, almost one year after retiring from the Air Force, my kidneys failed. Enduring that reality was the darkest moment of my life; the sheer exhaustion and terror of fighting for survival made the thought of giving up feel almost rational. But days into the failure, a profound shift occurred within me. A sudden, fierce knowing emerged that I had to fight. I literally looked up to the heavens and issued a raw, honest ultimatum: "If I am supposed to be here for a reason, you need to help me find a kidney within one year. I will not live my life on a dialysis machine." In an incredible display of alignment and grace, my fellow Air Force brother, Stan, stepped forward and donated his kidney to me just six months later. 

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While my life was saved, the final event that completely unlocked my mediumship abilities came in the summer of 2015, born out of profound personal tragedy. My sister, Jackie, was murdered. Because of a complicated family history and my immediate departure for the military as a young man, Jackie and I had never been given the opportunity to physically meet in life. The sorrow and guilt of that missed connection caused me immense grief. 

 

Then, one morning about two months after her passing, while I was simply making breakfast in my kitchen, the atmosphere changed. I felt a distinct, heavy presence behind me, and suddenly, Jackie entered my consciousness. In my mind's eye, I saw her clearly standing right next to me. I felt the exact weight of her energy as she laid her head on my shoulder and wrapped me in a hug. It was breathtakingly real. I froze in absolute awe for twenty seconds before she stepped away. 

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A subsequent reading with an established medium confirmed that this encounter was entirely real—Jackie had officially come to visit her brother. But then came the bombshell: I was told that I, too, was a medium. Initially, I wanted absolutely nothing to do with it. But I quickly discovered that suppressing this calling was no longer an option. The spiritual floodgates had opened. My abilities developed with astonishing speed and absolute clarity. Soon, synchronicity brought incredible mentors, teachers, and fellow mediums into my life to help me hone this sacred faculty. 

 

Today, with 11 years of professional mediumship experience, I understand that every hardship, every milestone, and every tragedy was perfectly aligned. My path was designed to mold me into a grounded, compassionate, and deeply evidential medium. Out of my own survival and grief, I have found my ultimate purpose: giving people unshakeable hope, proving that life does not end with physical death, and assuring you that we will, without a doubt, reunite with our family and friends when we cross over. 

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