,The way I was raised taught me to keep everything to myself and never boast about my skills or abilities.
Maybe because I was told many times that "I was too dumb to do this or that", I avoided advertising  about myself to keep from having my heart broken.
Countless times I saw the expressions of surprise on people's faces when I produced something others couldn't. Fast forward to the mid 1980's when I consciously entered the energy world, taking classes and astounding the teachers with what I produced. I shrugged it off, as I've always been that way, nothing new to me. After all, isn't everyone psychic?
In the mid 1990's,  when I joined shamanic drumming circles, the experiences became more exquisite, akin to people that experience Ayahuasca trips.  To be clear, I never took any hallucinogenics, as I very much prefer full control over my brain. Besides, shamanic visions have always been my "normal" life since my NDE at 3 y.o.
In the late 1990's, higher frequency energies began to appear in my life, and the messages were always about me having to start my work here, which I always replied that I was working already. This lead to "You don't know who you are, do you?"
In 2005, after a space craft hovered over my head for a minute or two, different energies begun pouring in and in 2006 they dictated a book named the Transmission. Shortly after I became the vehicle for their transmissions.
The famous galactic center alignment  in 2012 got me swept into the movement and Beings from six different Star Nations took over the work of the Transmissions.  In 2013, things got very different. In October of 2013, six different E.T.'s showed up in my life for six months, transforming me into something the Star Beings could use as a 24/7 vehicle for their transmissions, anywhere and everywhere I went. It was brutal and eventually I was able to stop it.
A series of Beings, including the Elohim, showed up and continuously asked me if I knew who I was, but they wouldn't tell me who they believed I was until a Being came and told me I am Amayah.
This was in 2014. It has taken me until today to accept that I am what they say I am.
The whole story of Amayah is too fantastic for me to accept, maybe because my ego is the size of a walnut, I don't know.
To make this long story short, Amayah was a Being that was a composite of a body, different energies with different attributes and the luminous Being that I am. She was brought to his planet to create, alongside many other Beings, the magnetic field that could sustain life on this planet. When Homo Erectus was selected to become a high vibrational being with the mission to care for this planet, other Beings showed up and stopped Amayah.  They dismantled the original Amayah and took the Luminous Being from her and placed it in a Human. That Luminous Being is who I am and that is why they call me Amayah. When the dark Beings that wanted to make sure humans stayed in a low vibration which suited them, multiplied and colonized this planet, much suffering ensued. Not all Humans are of this legacy. The Beings that were here with Amayah were also made Human so they could not help her escape. In this lifetime, my determination was to be free. Free of everything that blocked me from being.
In 2016, when darkness became emboldened by the man that eventually would become the President of the US, I started to drum and ask for help. Many came, but they told me they could not intervene. In 2018, a group of high frequency Beings from the Large Magellanic Cloud came and told me they came to investigate a disturbance in the field being felt everywhere. These Beings belong to the Galactic Council of Light, and soon, many joined them in the efforts to remove the legacy, as I call of the frequencies left here by the dark ones that stopped Amayah, from the energy matrix on this planet.
They discovered that the legacy was deeply entrenched here and called for different Beings, with different skills for help. With the recent awareness of the fires burning in the Amazon and the intense pain this brings to my heart, they asked for many more to come to stop the destruction of the Earth.
They came here today. Their energy was of intense compassion for myself and immense respect for the work Amayah did here to create such a diversity of life.
I always felt an intense oneness with this planet and all life in it. What hurts the planet hurts me deeply. The senseless destruction of life feels personal. What these Beings told me today, not just in words, but with their energy, took down any vestige of doubt that I am Amayah in a Human form. It helps explain all the weird stuff I am able to do but never able to explain how I did it.
I'm not expecting you to believe me, and I'm ok with it.  I, myself spent four and a half years to accept it, and now I do.
Thanks for reading.

Now that I'm an adult, my understanding of childhood experiences are, let's say, more rational and realistic than the perceptions of a child that had expectations unfulfilled.
I was born into a Jewish family and as such, sent to a Hebrew elementary school. Let's just say, I felt like a fish out of water there, not because I couldn't excel academically, but socially my family status was different from all the others and was looked down upon.
My mother was divorced and the sole provider for the family that included myself, my grandmother, my half brother and my aunt, her younger sister. She didn't drive a car so she depended on public transportation to go places, therefore she couldn't take me to school or pick me up from school, or attend any functions I was required to participate.
The other kids picked up on it, as I relied on the school bus to pick me up and take me home, along with several other kids too.
I was only 7 or 8 years old, and without any warning, I was taken out of that school and sent to a catholic school run by nuns, walking distance from my home. I could not understand the why, as I was never told why, but as a child I believed I wasn't worth of anything good. It wasn't until 40 years ago or so, that I realized my mother had her ups and downs financially as she was self-employed, and in down times, money was tight and she had to make do with shortcuts, hence the nuns' school.
Well, the nuns wanted me to be a good little catholic girl, kneel and make the sign of the cross, and sit in the bible class. I refused to participate in it, as I was Jewish and did not do those things.
As punishment, I was made to stand outside the door for an hour until the class was over. One day, the nuns had enough and decided I was going to sit in the classroom and listen to the story of Adam and Eve.
As she recited the story, I had this picture in my mind of a man and a woman and thousands of people born from them. I didn't laugh at the time, but my immediate reaction was, "no way, this is not possible!"
Well, the kids at that private school called me names, made me cry and called me more names. The nuns then, trying to diffuse the situation would tickle me until I screamed for them to stop. Pure torture.
One day, without advance notice, the teacher announced it was test day. I was seated next to a very large girl and she decided to write all the possible answers on the table. She then proceeded to place her school briefcase over it so the teacher wouldn't see it. Well, the teacher saw her sneaking a look under the briefcase and stopped the test to confront the girl.
The girl burst into hysterics, saying she didn't do it, and pointed at me as the guilty one. The teacher? She looked at me and said, "well, you are not crying, so I guess you did it."
For punishment, no playing in the playground with other kids for a month. After a couple of days of making me write hundreds of "it's a sin to lie", the teacher decided to let me read the books available in the classroom, as well as taking them home on Friday to read over the weekends. I read all the classic fairy tale books, fantasy books, and slowly embraced that realm as my own.
Eventually, I guess my mother's financial situation improved and I transferred to a private tutor to prepare for middle school.
Again, it wasn't until about 40 years ago that I saw the good that came out of the catholic school experience. I discovered the fairy tale realm, I learned that I had discernment at a very early age and knew what was possible and what was bull. The fairy tales inspired me to talk to plants, animals, clouds and all kinds of imaginary beings. It kept me sane in a realm of insanity which was my family. It was the beginning of a shamanic path that brought me to a realization that the other world of "imaginary" beings is a world where lies are non-existent, love is always present and acceptance was a given.