We caught up with the brilliant and insightful Ashley Brothers a few weeks ago and have shared our conversation below.
Hi Ashley, thanks for joining us today. Can you open up about a risk you’ve taken – what it was like taking that risk, why you took the risk and how it turned out?
I was born “awake” which means I could see, hear, feel, and interact with spirits since I was born. In fact, my first memory was prenatal. I still remember it like it was yesterday. I also remember being weighed as baby, getting my first shots, and standing on the edge of my crib watching spirits walk around the room. My poor parents could hear me screaming through the floor for years because I was being touched and taunted by these spirits. As I grew older, I had premonitions that would prevent accidents and death for myself, members of my family, friends, and later with clients, but there was a time when I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and a form of schizophrenia which a treated for two years because I told the doctor I heard voices and saw spirits since I was child. I haven’t been on any medication since 2004 . . . after my first healing from a shaman.
Because that healing was so profound, I started my training as a shamanic practitioner. I felt like I had become a different person (in a good way) and wanted to help people dramatically change their lives like my teacher had changed mine. Shortly after I started my training, I underwent a surgery to remove two cysts from my right ovary. Unbeknownst to me, the doctor had left something in my gut, but I had a strong premonition that something was inside of me that would take my life if I didn’t get it checked out. It took a couple of months to get in to see the doctor, and once I did, I had a large lump in my left pelvis that was clearly visible when I laid on my back. The doctor told me that I was just fat or constipated by I refused to leave the office without a scrip for an ultrasound. After the ultrasound, I was scheduled for an emergency MRI. The doctor refused to tell me what they saw, and just said that I needed to have surgery immediately. My intuition told me that this doctor knew what was inside of me and would not only remove it, but also lie about what it truly was if I went back to her. So, I scheduled an appointment with Seattle Cancer Care Alliance. By the time I went in for the second surgery, it 7.5 months after the first. They found two grapefruit-sized masses . . . one of which contained a large pad of gauze and it was rotting. They had to remove the 2 masses, my left ovary, and surgically separate all of my organs because they had been fused together due to 7.5 months of infection.
Eight months later, I still had not healed and was bleeding for months. The doctor told me that pain and bleeding were not fatal and said that I needed to just deal with it. I had to insist on another surgery and they found that suture material from the first two surgeries never dissolved and had created systemic inflammation, pain, spasms, and bleeding. I underwent a total hysterectomy at age 28. Eight months after that, I collapsed in the shower with chest pain and shortness of breath. I underwent multiple cardiac tests and was told that the results were normal. In fact, I was gaslit by multiple doctors that told me that pain was psychological and just because I thought I was having chest pain and shortness of breath, it was just my mind telling me I was unhappy so I needed a psychiatrist rather than I cardiologist. Another doctor said that women often have symptoms with no basis in reality and that I was a typical woman that needed to learn to relax. The last one said that I wasn’t dead yet, so it couldn’t be that bad. In midst of all of this, I also had severe abdominal pain and was prescribed benzodiazepines 4 times a day. I refused to take them because them made everything worse. I went for countless MRI’s, CT scans, ultrasounds, endoscopies, and colonoscopies only to be told that everything was mental with absolutely normal test results. I sensed that they were lying to me and ordered a copy of ever test. I found that I had collapsing intestine, a twisted bowel, 4 hernias, ulcerative colitis, inflamed stomach, IBS, sudden food intolerances, left-sided paralysis, and a rare autoimmune disease that was attacking my aorta and my arteries. At one point, lost my memory, ability to read, and to do math for 2.5 years because of a massive stroke. When I confronted the doctors about the results they refused to look at me or would say they wouldn’t help me.
I was refused care by over 40 doctors in 3 different states because I was in the midst of lawsuit. I had 16 strokes and began having grand mal seizures at night and petit seizures during the day, many of which were while I was driving on the freeway (that includes strokes and seizures). I would go temporarily blind when I used my hands because it would steal blood from my brain. I had to buy my urn and prepay for my cremation because I had lost 90% of the blood to the artery in my left arm and over 50% of the blood to my legs. The doctors either prescribed me medications that were contraindicated for my conditions (which would be a risk to my life or they refused to help me at all. I chose not to take their medications or listen to anything they had to see if they were even willing to see me at all. Because I was being lied to or refused care altogether, I had to turn to my shamanic training to learn how to not only turn off the disease, seizures, and strokes myself, but also to locate the doctor that was willing to do a weird surgery where they put synthetic tubes in my chest in order supply blood to both my legs, my left arm, and my brain. The risk was that I not only had to go against medical advice, but I also had to listen to a voice in my head that my doctors told me was mental illness even though I knew it wasn’t. I actually had to leave my home state because I was blacklisted by the entire medical community in Washington. I quit my job, moved to Oregon trained with multiple doctors, healers, shamans, mystics, and spiritual leaders throughout the world to figure out how to help people heal from abuse, trauma, neglect, and illness naturally. I have worked with hundreds of people in over 33 countries worldwide.
Ashley, before we move on to more of these sorts of questions, can you take some time to bring our readers up to speed on you and what you do?
As I said above, I was born “awake” which means I could see, hear, feel, and interact with spirits since I was born. In fact, my first memory was of an event where my mother had passed out between a chair and an ottoman. I remember everything she did that day prior to the incident. I remember what she wore, the TV shows she watched, putting her hair in hot rollers, and cleaning the house. After she collapsed, my sister and I played with Lincoln Logs and colored blocks next to her body until Dad got home. After telling my parents this story, my mother freaked out because apparently I remembered everything accurately except the part where she had been 6 months pregnant with me at the time and that she had fallen directly on her stomach and had been laying on top of me until dad got home. My sister had not been fed or changed in 7 hours, but was happily playing with the logs and blocks next to her body when he got home.
As I grew older, I had premonitions that would prevent accidents and death. This included helping my mother in multiple incidents, but also the medical situation I mentioned above. Hearing a voice in my head telling me that I had something deadly inside of me was only one part of it, but it also told me how to stop the seizures and strokes and turn off the terminal disease by changing to grain-free, sugar-free vegan diet for many years. They told me to take large amounts of turmeric to stop the inflammation and large amounts of thyme, oregano, garlic, and rosemary to kill off bacteria and parasites. They taught me how to pack my left chest, back, and head in ice to slow my heart rate, decrease my blood pressure, and eventually stop seizures and strokes mid-track. I haven’t had either in over 10 years. The auto-immune disease is usually treated with chemotherapy and prednisone until you die and most people don’t make it past 5 years. I never took the chemo or the prednisone and it has been 20 years since I was first diagnosed. I have no disease left in my body because of the advice of my spirit guides.
Overtime, I developed the gift of energy healing, medical mediumship, remote viewing, and strong psychic skills that not only allows me to tap into the truth about people’s pasts, present, and future, but also their health, their careers, relationships, problems, and solutions. I have also had some strange phenomenons where I have ended up inside people’s memories as if I was standing next to them or inside their bodies in real time which is how I found out that an ex boyfriend was cheating on me. I flipped back and forth between his body and bodies of the women he was with. I could see through their eyes, hear their thoughts, feel their emotions, and just see and experience everything they did as if I was them.
After my medical lawsuit finished, I quit my job, moved to Oregon, and trained with multiple doctors, healers, shamans, mystics, and spiritual leaders throughout the world to figure out how to help people heal from abuse, trauma, neglect, and illness naturally. I have worked with hundreds of people in over 33 countries worldwide. I offer channeled readings, spiritual counseling, life coaching, and metaphysical healing sessions that may include Reiki, soul retrieval, energy extraction, compassionate spirit release, curse unraveling, ancestral healing, chakra cleanse and illumination, holographic matrix re-imprinting, HeartMath, craniosacral therapy, house blessings and clearings, and other techniques to help people clear limiting beliefs, faulty thinking and behavior, get clarity, regain function and strength, increase power and confident, overcome trauma, set and achieve goals, manifest outcome, and to move forward with life.
My work centers around changing consciousness, mindset, habits, behaviors, and energy. I help to identify and clear toxic energy, blueprints and patterns that keep people recreating the same wounding events, circumstances and relationship; identify achievable goals; and to not only infuse energy in alignment with those goals or desires, but also give people tools to clear and strengthen their energy, set and achieve goals, make better decisions, build up their resilience and tolerance to stress, and to create new reference patterns free of the past.
What sets me apart from others is not only my own story of overcoming multiple challenges such as abuse, trauma, terminal illness, and chronic illness, but also my psychic skills and healing abilities.
I am most proud of my knowledge, wisdom, and ability to see the truth about people’s lives, relationships, and health challenges. I’ve dealt with some of the worst of the worst in terms of client situations and tackled some very scary supernatural things, such as possession. However, I think my proudest moment was the call to help a dying man while I myself was dying. I was with him nearly every day for the last 6 weeks of his life.
What do I want people to know about me? My work is a blend of science and spirituality. I look for both ordinary and non-ordinary problems and solutions. I don’t spiritualize toxicity. I say it the way it is. I help people identify their own role in their successes and failures and help them determine what they have to start or stop doing to get the outcome they seek. They may or may not be willing to do what is required of them, but self-knowledge is the first step to healing.
Can you share a story from your journey that illustrates your resilience?
Reading my medical journey above demonstrates my resilience . . . having to hold onto life by the tips of my fingers while being lied to and gaslit by over 40 doctors in 3 different states. Without cardiac surgery I underwent in 2010, I would have died in early 2011. Every day I had seizures and I would wake up with no circulation in my arms, legs or face. My limbs were numb and immovable every morning and I could feel the teethmarks on my tongue and cheek where I had bitten them during a seizure in my sleep. I would have to flop around until the pins and needles could be felt in my limbs and I could finally move them. Having so many seizures and strokes pickled my brain. I often had no idea what day it was, and even if you told me I wouldn’t know if that was a weekend, a weekday, if I had gone to work or missed it entirely. Because of the years of systemic infections and inflammation, every time I drank or ate anything, not only did it feel like acid, but I would have muscle spasms that dropped me to the floor. On top of that, I had was covered in hand sized bruises because I was severely anemic and I had wasting syndrome where I had to drink at least 100 grams of protein in shakes and eat an entire jar of peanut or almond butter every day on top of my regular meals to stay at 119 lbs. I was 5’8″ tall. So, that was very thin for my height. It was over 44,000 extra calories a week and I still couldn’t gain weight. The doctors accused me of being anorexic and refused to believe that I wasn’t starving myself.
During the lawsuit itself, my lawyers had never dealt with such a complicated case. So, not only did I have to figure out how to stay alive, but I had to build my own case. I had to do all the medical research, create a compelling argument, request specific medical tests and undergo them to validate my symptoms with medical evidence, and I had to write the reports for the experts we hired to evaluate the case to determine if our conclusions were correct. You see, not only were the doctors unwilling to treat me, but even the surgeons that helped me refused to testify on my behalf. No one would put anything in writing that could be used in a court of law. I had to prove that all of my illnesses were related to the sponge and systemic infection. They tried to say there was no evidence to link any of my conditions to the botched surgery and even said that I had a voluntary hysterectomy because I was mentally ill and didn’t want children. They destroyed the evidence of the sponge and would have destroyed the evidence of the xrays that proved that they knew (prior to the surgery) that I had a sponge in my gut because it clearly showed (on the film) the radioactive tag that identifies it for what it is. I grabbed the film and walked out of the office with it, refusing to give it back until after the lawsuit was settled and I still had a page of report that showed they never counted the sponges in my surgery even though the report was later changed along with several others.
To make things worse, the lawyers said that all body parts had a price and mine weren’t worth that much. They said it was essentially cheaper to pay for my body than prolonged care. It took several rejections to realize that everything that happened to me . . . all the rejections . . . were deliberate and that they were really lying to my face and refusing to help me. I never felt so powerless in my life to not only have the evidence in my hands, but being told I was mentally ill and no one would help me. I gave myself 30 seconds to cry in hospital bathrooms after doctor visits before I rallied myself to look for the next doctor. When I lost my memory and couldn’t read or do math, it added another layer of terror to everything. I didn’t even recognize my own face in the mirror, but to then not be able to understand what I was reading even though I was responsible for my own lawsuit, and not be able to do basic addition or subtraction, just made things worse. I also had people around me that were more interested in how much money they would get if I died and or how much they would get if I won my lawsuit. I was surrounded by vultures, liars, and criminals and had to figure out how to do it on my own with the help of my spirits. They would even breath for me in my chest to help me get up the stairs. By the time I had the surgery, the doctors said my condition was so bad they didn’t even know how I was still alive.
Compound all of that with growing up in home with a physically violent, emotionally abusive mother that was narcissistic and bipolar; abusive babysitters, abusive ex-boyfriends, and fake friends that only wanted money and you have a quite a perfect storm for someone to exit this world under decades of abuse, trauma, and neglect. So this my story of resilience.
We often hear about learning lessons – but just as important is unlearning lessons. Have you ever had to unlearn a lesson?
After 20+ years in spirituality, I had to learn to not spiritualize everything because you will miss ordinary reality problems and solutions such as toxic thinking, mindset, beliefs, speech, habits, behaviors, and relationships. When a person gets in the habit of spiritualizing everything, they overlook red flags in themselves and others, they think toxic people are soul mates or soul contracts, you develop a victim mentality, or you keep recreating the same wounding events, circumstances and relationships over and over again because you think it’s the best that you can do or that you have no other choice. It’s a lack of self-awareness, accountability, responsibility, and power. The backstory has to do with my own history of narcissistic relationships; overlooking red flags; not knowing what I was dealing with, or my role in attracting and perpetuating them. Once I saw it, I couldn’t unsee it and I have helped over 175 clients identify and overcome narcissistic abuse since January 2023.
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