As a child, I had many
paranormal experiences. I repressed many because some really weren’t fun at
all.
Some were light and
harmless. I remember I was sleeping in my grandfather’s bed one night, I was
only 10. He had passed away a few months before. My grandmother liked to switch
off all the lights in the house at night, because is ‘energy saving” so it was
always very dark. I have always been edgy in their house. But the night I slept
over, I saw the face of my grand-father, hanging above the door and floating
around peacefully and undisturbingly. I forced myself to sleep but his presence
was too distracting.
Another times
petrifying. One night, I got terrorized by a presence in my room that woke me
up in the middle of the night and made me scream my guts out. Energetically, it
was a bad influence; I felt it was
clearly threatening to me. I saw it moving from outside, across the closed
window, as a dark shadow, shapeless and faceless feeling its harmful intention.
My screams eventually
made it go but this must be one of the freakiest experiences of my life. More
because of the energy intensity felt at that moment than the actual visuals and
context.
Another time, I was (again)
asleep in my room, in a very old building (built in the 1600-s). I woke up
feeling that someone was watching me in the room. Most of the times, I’m a light sleeper
and I can open my eyes quite rapidly if there a noise or something. This time,
it was a white floating shape suspended in the air at the end of my bed. I
looked at it and it started moving closer. A female face appeared. She almost
looked like wearing a wedding dress. I knew instantly she was a harmless
presence. She was very soft and well-meaning. Her company was truly pleasant. I
didn't engage her in a talk, back then I had no idea you can talk to them, all I
knew is listening to my radar and assess their ‘intentions’. I wouldn’t have
known what to tell her anyway. I let her hang around and we lived together with no problem ever since.
20 years later, I find
out from well experienced mediums and psychics that it is not unusual for
‘darkness’ to prey on psychic kids (or those with more
perceptive/sensitive/open-channels children). I heard many practicing psychics reporting
similar experiences, particularly the ‘scary ones’.
No wonder many kids
shut down their channels and stop feeling things. Some even stop feeling
anything at all, and become numb social zombies disconnected from others and
all that is.
It’s hard to talk
about these things to anyone. If you are raised in a family where these things
are considered ‘paranormal’, ‘freaking’ or ‘weirdo-like’ it’s even harder.
So while growing
older, I learned to manage the ‘darkness’ alone.
I didn’t shut down nor
become a zombie, but I started to challenge it. “it- whatever IT was that”.
When realizing that *it won’t leave me alone -I was on the lookout open eyes
most nights- its tiring, you can only take that much after a while and you
bloody want to sleep- I stood up to it. So one time, as soon as I sensed the
slightest intention / moving presence in the room, I was ready to confront it*.
I was no longer a kid and I was fed up with the ‘abuse’ after all. I
intuitively knew that I was guarded and safe and that darkness means weakness.
It means a frustrated bully who preys on fragile beings and this idea makes
anyone angry and brave, especially me who has a great sense of justice strongly
built-in.
I knew the light of
God and I knew her power is infinitely greater than any little shit that fuels
on fear.
SO BACK OFF!
I affirmed aloud in
full confidence the power of God and its Light -my own light - and gone it was.
Dark energies fuel on
fear. They fuel on your own energy and apprehensions.
If you cut out the fear you cut out their oxygen.
That's how I finished with it*- for good.
If you cut out the fear you cut out their oxygen.
That's how I finished with it*- for good.
P.S. burning sage is a great energy cleaner and protector, also keeping a light/candle on and having clear quartz crystals work great too.

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