About

Hi,

I'm spiritual medium, spirit portrait artist Courtney Kimmick.

WOW, I don't usually talk about myself, but here it goes..

Who am I ?

If you ask my husband of over 10 yrs, I'm just Courtney Kimmick, wife, artist, mother of two beautiful girls. I'm a laid back southern California gal, and on occasion a fiery Italian. I spend a lot of my free time cooking for my friends and family, I love cats, gardening, music, movies, crocheting and snowboarding. I suppose if I had to describe my personality in a few words, I'm a little Colorado, a little Pennsylvania and a lot California. And of coarse, I have a great sense of humor.

I am a compassionate and accomplished medium, psychic, and Reiki III healer. I am a certified medium, through, Anne Reith, PhD. I continue to further my skills and deepen my connection with spirit by attending the prestigious, Arthur Findlay College, UK, as well as attend many workshops with great mediums including Rita Berkowitz and Joanne Gerber.

I am best known for my ability to bring through accurate evidential messages from loved one who have crossed to the higher side of life. As a medium, I work with the spirit world using my abilities as a clairaudient, clairvoyant, clairsentient, and artist to help bring you peace, closure, and healing.

I am also an accomplished Spirit Portrait artist. Taking mediumship one step further, Spirit portrait art is a unique way in which 'Spiritual Mediums' are able to connect with your family and friends who reside within the spiritual realm. I allow my spirit team to work through me, and assist in drawing very accurate images of loved ones who have passed.

These channeled portraits are astonishing, tangible, evidential proof that our souls do survive death, and that our loved ones are watching over us always! Spirit portraits are a gift from spirit. Each piece holds love and healing energies, the comfort it can bring is endless.

I'm often asked, how did I discover my gift?

That's a great question! I wasn't one of those people who lived in haunted houses, saw ghosts and disembodied spirits. Looking back on it all, my first experience was very innocent. I was born in Santa Barbra, California in 1975, a few years later my family moved to New Jersey where we built a house from scratch in a dense wooded area. I was around 5 years old and I remember the day the sod was delivered. I was absolutely fascinated how the mud lot we were so used to, became this instant lush green grass in one day. Shortly after the grass, a swing set was installed. I LOVED to swing! I would swing for hours everyday. It was on my swing that I met a women named Michelle. She would swing with me and talk to me. She felt beautiful, soft and sweet, warm like a blanket. My parents called her my 'imaginary friend'. I knew she wasn't imaginary, even though you couldn't see her, you could feel her, to me she was real.

It was in the second grade, that life took and interesting turn. My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. This experience enhanced and suppressed any psychic ability that was trying to develop. I remember that day like it was yesterday. I instantly went from an innocent seven year old to much more mature aware child.

For the next 10 years, my family and I put all our focus into just living one day at a time. Our mission was to keep my mother alive and well for as long as possible. It's funny because, growing up with Italian Catholics, we were taught to live day by day, that everything happened for a reason, and that if you had faith miracles would happen. In my family unusual and special things happened all the time. When such oddities would occur, my grandma, Nan, would yell 'It's a miracle'! I thought how strange that my family always had such 'miracles' happening!. One time in-particular, I was about nine at the time, my little sister about six. Myself, my mom, my grandma, and two sisters were getting in the car to go out for ice cream. We lived in a condo complex in Hershey Pa. My little sister ran out in front of us, and instead of going to the car she stepped into the street right as a maintenance jeep was speeding pasted. We all watched in horror as the jeep seemed to go right though her, at that instance something unseen pulled her up in the air and backward. She landed unharmed on the sidewalk. We could not believe what we all just saw, I knew we saw an angle at work that day.

During my softmore year in high school, I was passing my mom on the stairs in our home, all of a sudden time seemed to slow to a stop and I could see this muddy green glow around her body, her face seem very frail, like a skeleton, and I knew she was not going live much longer. The next year she passed. Having watched her cycle of life, I've always felt deep compassion for people, experiencing such lose, puts everything into perspective.  I spent a lot of time, trying to find a glimpse of who I was,  and answers to why my family had to go through such tough times. I stayed positive, believing that everything situation has a meaning and a purpose.

After graduating college, I packed up and moved back to California. It was there that my abilities started to really amp up and begin to shape who I was to become. I was on campus one day, taking a few classes at the local community college. As I was walking in the math building, I passed a man in his 50's, suddenly, once again time seemed to slow to a crawl and I could see the muddy green glow, just like my mom on the stairs. I knew he was very ill. He passed by and walked out the door. Thirty minutes later, when walking out to my car, right out the front door, there was the man, on a gurney being loaded into the ambulance.

Ultimately the moment of true clarity began shortly after my husband and I moved into our new house. I was married with children, nesting and making our house a home. For years activity around me had been increasing rapidly. Lights flickering, TV's acting up, things moving around my house, I started feeling warm hands touching my shoulder. There was one night, I was alone in my room, I had dumped a small jelly jar of change on the bed and was rolling it into those little coin wrappers. The jelly jar sat empty on it's side. Suddenly a coin was tossed in the jar and rolled around the glass. I knew that someone was trying to get my attention, and I wanted to get to the bottom of it. I had recently heard of a form of spirit communication called automatic writing.  I decided one day to sit quietly with pen and paper. Just like in my yoga class, sitting very still, relaxed and quiet. Within moments, my hand was drawing circle on the paper, then words. I had asked who it was, the name Michelle appeared. I could feel a familiar feminine warm fuzzy energy. It was my old friend from the swings. She is my spirit guide.

A few weeks later, I started clairvoyantly seeing this picture of a lady. I was seeing a 1970's family photo over and over like a day dream. Like an itch you just have to scratch, I was compelled to sit down and sketch the face of the women in the photo. At that time, I had been working on an illustration project with a friend for many years. My friends mother in law was the inspiration to the projects. She had passed from cancer many years before. We talked about her from time to time, but I had never seen her photo. I had a feeling that this women in my drawing, was her. I discreetly asked my friend to see her photo. Sure enough, I had drawn his mother in law. An amazing life changing moment. All of these situations were stepping stones along my path, which brings me right here, right now!

"Sometimes it's the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination". ~Drake

I'm humbled and amazed at the gift I have to share, whether you seek a connection with a deceased loved one or are seeking spiritual guidance in life, relationship, or career. I will lovingly help you through these challenges.