Today we’d like to introduce you to Shylo Griggers.
Hi Shylo, please kick things off for us with an introduction to yourself and your story.
A brief history of my childhood is that I was always much! I was loud, expressive, and felt deeply. I felt like I was treated differently. I was beat up and teased. I was never able to just be me with out being told I was too much, shut up, or I’m weird. I have always been come to for advice. I mean a 9-year-old listening to a woman in her 30s talking about her marriage. Throughout the years I felt quite misunderstood. I was raised in a christian environment and was “taught” not to question anything, specifically religion. This wasn’t just family, this was in church, in school. It was like this is it and that’s all. I remember feeling frightened, confused, and wishing I lived amongst the stars. I think I always held shame and guilt within me. I was never “good enough”, this made me want to perfect everything to prove myself. The ripe age of 17 I was in a relationship as a Junior in HS to a, yep, a 21-year-old man. I dropped out of school and received my GED and moved in with him. Then I began to be punished for not losing my virginity to him. Things became extremely worse, especially after he asked me to marry him; I was never enough. This abuse has never been discussed in its entirety, ever. During this experience I became an alcoholic. He forced me to drink with him. People used to say oh yeah, he stuck a gun to your head. No, never a gun. He used other tactics, a knife, his hands. It was obvious I was being abused. I was 17 wearing a size 0 and a turtleneck sweater in the middle of Summer in the Gulf Coast of Alabama. I lived in fear and had no one; co-workers or family advise me to go to the authorities. I didn’t really have friends then; it was like I’m a liar. This began a cycle of accepting abuse in different forms, because hey they were better than him. Fast forward to becoming a young Mom, almost losing her firstborn born at 24 weeks at 1 lb 7 oz. She is a living miracle. After the birth of my daughter, I threw myself into faith. I rededicated my life to Jesus and started having some extraordinary experiences, 6 years sober and had a “clean” life, no secular music, no Santa, and Easter Bunny, extremist. I had visions, I was physically being tormented by spirits (I called them demons then) all sorts. I began intercessory prayer and would wake in weird hours of the night to commune with God and angels to assist in other’s prayers. I then received the gift of the Holy Spirit and speaking in tongues. This wasn’t viewed by many in the church as ok. I became pregnant 2 more times in this time. They were all high risk pregnancies. The youngest I received a message that the baby wasn’t meant for me, while I was pregnant, though for my older sister. Saying don’t you tell your sister you’re giving her a baby, you won’t do it. People in the church were quite harsh. Well, I did and he has always known. I knew I was meant to heal others. Well, the pastor’s wife told me No, god would never give me that gift, it would just be my ego. It crushed me, it held me captive until a few months ago this year 2026. I was in a loveless trying to be a very submissive wife and my then husband was living a life that he curated for himself. Continuing being an absent parent and an adulterous, lying husband. We finally divorced in 2009. I then of course got caught up in another more physically abusive relationship. This is where my two children witnessed an incident and I reached out for help. Though the police didn’t care. I got my first pistol permit and months later granted a PFA. I then rebuilt myself up. Going to college, working multiple jobs. I had my own apartment with my children for about 4 years. Then came the next questionable relationship. This ended with me having nothing left, again. I went back to college and decided I wanted to help others. I became an EMT. During this time, I started dating who would be my 2nd husband. I continued schooling became an Advanced EMT and started working for a company. In September of 2017 I was studying for a math test and my Mom called me. I missed the call and something told me to call her back. I did she asked me to come “access my Dad”. I drove quickly to him….when I began checking vitals and asking him questions. I knew he needed to go to the hospital, he hated anything medical related….. needles all that. My brother in law Glenn, pulled me aside and said snap out of this, he isn’t your Dad right now, he’s a patient. I told my Dad we need to go to the hospital. As we were registering my Dad into the ER, he sign/ed our last name and he kept looking at the printed name and tried copying it, then he made repetitive lettering….He was showing signs of a stroke. I immediately advised them and he was taken back. He was having tests done, EKGs, Cat Scans or MRIs( I don’t know the difference) all the jazz. The DR came in said he was staying over night asked about medications when we told him. He yelled at us. We had no clue what was going on. All they informed us what that he was being admitted. Shortly later we were advised he had a Pulmonary Embolism. He developed a headache and asked for something, they gave him Tylenol, within minutes he was yelling my head hurts worse my head hurts were and he began to slur. I hit the call button, hit the BP cuff, and told my Mom to get a nurse. This is when things get progressively worse. They wheel him off for another scan…. I knew my Dad was suffering a Hemorrhagic stroke, I was trained. I asked the nurse what is going on. I then was revealed not only did he have a PE, he had a brain tumor(they said 10 yrs), Leukemia (they said 10 yrs).. He returned and was very much out of it. He began having complicated breathing, I advised the nurses to get a DR to intubate him….. I was there for it all. Shortly later he was in the ICU and they wanted to fly him out. I questioned it, though they thought maybe it would help. During this time I had to call out of work. I informed dispatch that the flight they just sent out was for my Dad. Within a few hours my Dad passed. I had to go to work 3 days later, My first call was a stroke. To say, my heart shattered may be an understatement. The next few months were rough. I was trying to hold my family together and then each shift, I was trying to save lives. I did the schedule 24 on and 48 off. Eventually, the lack of giving myself time to grieve took over. I began having debilitating panic and anxiety attacks…… They came in the most peculiar times. Grocery shopping and all. It started putting a toll on me and everyone around me. I reached out and got help. Well, they prescribed me massive amounts of medicine. I then was advised I couldn’t work EMS and take my medicine. I was told by a friend the company was going to discharge and fire me….. I tried to receive FMLA I was denied. I quit because I didn’t want to lose my license. During this time, i was having nightmares again. The ones that throw you into a full panic attack. My past abuse and then all the calls. I even started having dreams where my Dad was visiting me more often, this had begun shortly after. I hardly ever remembered dreams. I then began started using Alcohol again to cope along with the medicines I was on…. Not the best combination. My bf at the time proposed after my dad passed. I then began working in a retail space…shortly into it, I found out my fiancé cheated on me and was expecting a child. I left retail and began working at a Dermatology office as a “nurse” under my AEMT license. I was married September of 2018. I began trying to figure myself out using self- help books and all. I even tried a therapist, she recommended EMDR though said that would be further down the line. I had too much to process, I was told by many that I had too many symptoms and they didn’t know where to begin. The baby was born January of 2019. My then husband needed to be able to support all of us and decided to take a job out of state to do so. I then allowed the mother and baby to move in with me. So, I could assist her in being a decent Mom and we were building a family unit. It wasn’t working out as much and I asked her and the baby to leave. By October 2019 I was living in Spartanburg, SC and I was hired with EMS I wanted to give it another go. No. there are many people who work in this field and have no empathy. I witnessed it in many different ways. My heart couldn’t take it anymore. I decided I wanted to learn myself and regulate my emotions. December of 2019, I took myself off all my medicines. I was working at Waffle House part time and moved to full. Then here comes the Pandemic…. During this time my eldest was with us and I began reading a lot trying to find out the meaning of life. We then were reached out to take care of the baby during this time. We did, well I was home with him, while my husband at the time worked night shift. He came to us with a bottle of coca cola (yes, it’s true) and his only form of communication was screaming. I worked with him and had many crazy days/nights. First it was 1 month with us, 1 month with her. Then we had him for months straight, she quit communicating with us as often. Then mentioned to us, she waws pregnant again and in an abusive relationship. Then all of the sudden wanted him back…after we were raising him and giving him a lovely home. Fast forward, she proved through DNA that my then husband was not his. My heart broken. After this is was really difficult. I then began to dive into what made me tick and why I was so extreme and hateful. I slowly recognized that this was a lack of self love. I then began to actively love myself. Well, this caused turmoil within my family unit. Once, one begins to love themselves then they don’t accept just anyway to be treated. I came across a shop and began going then the next thing you know I was working there and fully involved. It was becoming a community of sorts. My gifts started coming through more strongly the more I worked within myself. I am one that doesn’t follow any Dogmas. Indoctrination in my experience and opinion brings about control and to follow or worship, to me gives my power away. I commune with different energies and have not been denied access to anything due to non-conformity( in the realms). I feel we and everything is connected from Source or Universe, which I AM, part of. I began the shadow work and journaling. I learned how to self soothe and just love me entirely. The more I focused on me and learning to process the clearer everything became. I started having physical visitations from my Dad and then other spirits. I started to feel what love is and was able to exude it. This is where I began offering sessions…. Assisting others in finding their truth, their power that lies within. My then husband and I decided to separate. In the state of SC you can’t live with your spouse for a whole year before divorce. So I decided to move in with someone, I thought was my best friend and her family and began bartering in her shop. I worked to have a space to live. I slowly started noticing discrepancies in the character of said individual and then in the “community”. I hadn’t worked a regular job in almost 4 years. I confided in some and they were trying to help me get a job to be able to leave. Well, it became worse within my spirit. I trusted my intuition and my insight and I took the leap. I left a space where at one time I felt so loved and accepted. I knew they did not represent what they presented to the outside world. September 22, 2024, I left. This then led me to being homeless. I slept on some couches with two different individuals. One a family and one a friend. I left right before Hurricane Helene came through the Upstate. I didn’t get to move all my things out until after. Into a storage unit. The next year was very difficult. I started using alcohol more frequently to cope. I began to dive deeper into myself then I ever felt was possible. When leaving a supportive community when you had like 50 best friends. Planning to have a commune/homestead to almost nothing. I was treated like how it was when I left the church. Like I was unloveable and all. There were a few that reached out, and I would briefly talk. Then it became apparent that some just checked in for other reasons. I began to hermit. I couldn’t escape this space. I would get messages or run into people in public and they all wanted to talk about this space I left. How different it was, what actually happened. Spirit guided me over and over again to let it fall where it fell. I questioned my gifts, I questioned my intelligence. I felt dumb for allowing myself to trust in this community. I gave away my power and wasn’t being authentic to me. I wanted to help the community to grow and flourish. I recognized that I had been untruthful and it felt gross. I did a full reset. It was nasty, it was lonely, and it was so needed! I was homeless until September of 2025, 3 weeks shy of a year. Now, I am sitting here writing out pieces of my story. I love me and love me hard. I believed in myself first and took initiative. The funny thing is I just packed up my room. I’m going to be going on adventures. Exploring the world while I continue to cultivate my gifts and the experiencing of unconditional love. I know that I am going to change the world. It takes just a small spark to ignite. I have done it within myself and I can host a safe space for others to do so! I am an Intuitive Guide. I assist others in finding their true self, with support, guidance, and love. I do fully feel we can heal ourselves and change how we view this world! I believe in miracles and am continuing to offer the tools to myself first and to others!! Oh and I am officially 6 moths sober. I no longer will use the poisons of alcohol ina ny form, this vessel is too precious! Thank you for reading this, and giving me a spce to share!! Loves and Bubbles
We all face challenges, but looking back would you describe it as a relatively smooth road?
No, this has been a treacherous road! One I would take again! Everything I’ve experienced from all the abuse and the ostracization I’d do again, Because I found what is true and it lies within all of us! I AM! I AM unconditional love, grace, power, real! We can change and we can be set free from our traumas and experiences!! I’m a living testament! I’m unapologetically, authentically me!
I mentioned a lot of it above.
FYI, I’ve been crying through this beautiful opportunity to share.
Alright, so let’s switch gears a bit and talk business. What should we know about your work?
I specialize in tapping into your inner depths. I am a Psychic Medium, Channeler, Energy Healer. I would say the Shadow work/Inner Child work that I offer others is what is super special. I think what I specialize in, is being authentically me! I no longer sugar coat or hide myself away. I show up in truth, this can be vulnerable for myself and others. I get shocked and overwhelmed at what gets revealed to me during a session. These are things that many hide away and haven’t shared with anyone. I host a safe space for others to discovery themselves. To release traumas, projections and to reclaim their power within. I believe everyone has access to commune with Divine and other worldly energies and spirits. It’s up to the individual. I am most proud of choosing and loving myself. To show others it can be done.
I may be set apart from others because I continually do the hard work. I am so honored that others allow me in their energy. This is sacred. To access one’s essence isn’t something to take lightly. This is the Divine incarnate. My Divinity respects, sees, loves, and cherishes your Divinity. My energy speaks for itself. I don’t try to prove myself, I just trust it. I make others feels safe and comfortable enough to do their work. See, I encourage and uplift. I am unsure if I can answer this well. I think people that come in contact with me or know me, can say what it is that sets me apart! oh, maybe my childlike wonder! I love life, I make the best out of it. I no longer am captive to the outside stuff!!
Any big plans?
Oh, yes! I am continually improving and creating my future. Now, I am in surrender and trust at this time. I am following the winds of my soul. I am adding more services that I offer to include house/pet sitting. I plan on being on Jimmy Fallon as a guest, sharing my enthusiasm and gifts… maybe even doing a karaoke montage thing! ( Manifesting) Lol The possibilities are endless. I am being more expressive in my arts. I will be published soon. I have big plans to host and facilitate in safe sacred spaces to offer healing, understanding, and guidance to other around the world. I recently received my passport and awaiting those opportunities. I will continue to share what I have for the collective through my media platforms. i will not share all of my endeavors… though I am going to be known. This isn’t in an egotistical way either. This is just the beginning of sharing my story. The thing is I believe in me and I believe in you!!
Contact Info:
- Website: https://evolvingbubbles.carrd.co/
- Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/share/19B2wTpDDC/
- Youtube: https://youtube.com/@evolvingbubbles?si=sCovBTmit36rCF1l
- Other: https://www.tiktok.com/@evolving.bubbles?_t=ZT-8xB966BNt0Q&_r=1
