About Lucy Lipsy

This was originally written in third person, which felt a little impersonal. So this is my story, written by me.

Growing up, I always felt like something was a little off—like I was a forty-five-year-old trapped in a five-year-old’s body. I understood far more than I should have and communicated in ways that were far too mature for my age. Seeing my Great-Grandmother, who had passed away decades before I was born, felt strangely normal to me. My parents, both gifted in their own right, never dismissed it. Instead, they encouraged me to embrace it.

Being different has always been my normal. I’m ginger, I’m on the ChONkY side, I’m somewhere in the LGBTQIA+ community, and I’m on the spectrum. But it wasn’t until I was around thirteen that I realized just how different I was. It hit me when I instinctively moved seats on a bus just seconds before a tree crashed through the window where I had been sitting. Or when I somehow knew family members were pregnant weeks before they announced it. Or when I could look at someone and instantly sense their grandmother, who had passed, standing right beside them.

The moment everything truly clicked for me, though, was when I lost my husband, Simon. I was twenty-five, working in a job I hated, and completely lost, watching the love of my life on life support. Simon passed away on February 22, 2022. For two weeks prior, he was in a coma, and yet I was in constant conversation with him as he seemed to grow stronger. Looking back, I know now that wasn’t him getting better—it was him getting closer to the other side.

The second he passed, I felt him wrap around my waist as I leaned over his physical body. He was still there, just not in the way I wanted him to be. In that moment, I realized that keeping this gift to myself would be selfish.

If I could speak to my late husband, then I had to help others connect with their loved ones, too.

Now, I live my life as an advocate for the truth that there is life after death, in so many ways. My beautiful wife, Claire, has shown me that everything happens for a reason, and together, we’ve created a life filled with love, hope, and purpose. I’m here to share that with you—and to help you find your own connection to those you’ve lost.