He wasn’t Casper and He isn’t friendly!

I want to warn you there are some slightly disturbing information on here, so its your call if you want to move forward with this story…

The first time I felt an earthbound spirit was nearly a year ago. It was one of the most horrifying and disgusting things I have ever experienced. Living in my apartment in Whittier California, I would be home alone a lot because my roommate didn’t get home til I was asleep. Katherine mainly stayed in the West Hollywood apartment so I was going through most of my supernatural experiences alone, and if you know me, I have a always been a big baby. I still sleep with the lights on when I’m alone, and just use my headband or a eye mask to shut the light out.

oh and talking to a spirit willingly is a lot different then them talking to you unwillingly.

Usually I’m a fairly open book but something like this, I was so terrified that I didn’t want to say it out loud, it just made it more real.

It started with bad dreams, children where getting all forms of abuse, and as the days went on the dreams only got more vivid. I thought I was loosing my mind, at work I didn’t tell any of my guest or coworkers. I felt like I was on autopilot. I was nervous that people knew what was going on in my head.  I was so scared that I ended up sleeping in the living room most of those nights.

It got worst when I was alone, I started getting visions of children and babies screaming and crying. Then I would hear a laugh, and this was not just any laugh, it was a laugh full of evil and selfishness. It was disgusting and just thinking about it brings chills down my spine. Trying to fall asleep was the hardest thing to do, so I didn’t get much sleep those 2 weeks. I felt like someone was watching me, I didn’t feel safe and I was always looking out the window because I was so paranoid that someone was after me. Picture frames were falling, doors were opening and closing on its own, even my roomie got freaked out a few times.

Days came and left and it didn’t stop the visions, the sound of infants getting hurt. The laugh of some evil spirit. There was a time when I was even questioning myself, my mind started thinking that I was raped or hurt, I had to ask some of my family just to see if I had suppressed it. I would call Katherine crying in the middle of the night. I didn’t tell her the details to what I was seeing in my head, but she saw me slowly snap. I looked absolutely insane and I couldn’t stop thinking these horrible thoughts. I even tried not smoking marijuana and smoking more and nothing helped.

One of those days I took my dog Baby to the park. I saw a man sitting in his car looking at the playground. I don’t know why he was there or what he was doing, but the thoughts of who this man “could be” made my blood boil. I was so angry. I wanted to run up to his car and smash his window and scream at him for looking at these children playing. This man could of just been parked but that rage inside me I wanted to break his windows. I had to go to my therapy session so much sooner and even thought my psychiatrist help me realize it wasn’t me, it didn’t seem to make me feel any less uncomfortable.

What had gotten into me? The worst part was when I felt like I was inside the head of a pedophile. Have you ever felt like you wanted to scrap your brains out of your head?! Well I do cause I was on the verge. It had gotten to far and I finally broke down and called a Psychic mentor of mine, it was 1am and I had to contact her. I told her what was going on and she told me that it was a spirit who basically latched on to me because of a friend.

2 weeks prior a friend had contacted me to ask for advice because she didn’t know how to feel. Her uncle had passed away and her family was morning his death, but not her. You see a very long time ago when she was just a small child, her and her cousin was sexually abused by their uncle. A memories that was surpassed in her mind for years. She always felt like something was wrong and those surpassed memories came to surface not to long ago. It like her soul was telling her something was missing.

Being empathic and sensitive to spirit, it seems like her uncles spirit latched on to me and didn’t want to leave. I finally was able to see my friend in person, I told her everything and how her uncle was basically haunting me. She broke down and as soon as I told her I haven’t slept in 2 weeks she’s started crying and said “me too” She was also being haunted by those same cries. She was able to talk to me and really for once open up about how she truly felt, about the situation. Sometimes thats all we need, is someone to talk to. Its not easy to tell people about what we have gone through, but with everything my friend and even my own personal experience. Finding a friend or community to share with really helps us release. Find that sacred space and those sacred people in your lives that can help you heal, be that shoulder  and use your experiences to help you grow as a soul. She realized that after speaking the words she didn’t want to say the most was when she was finally able to release this memory once and for all. After we spoke the haunting pretty much stoped. She also had recently saved up some money for a purse she had always wanted and ended up using that money for these amazing bracelets to help children who has also been in similar situations. I will add the link below if you want to donate ❤

http://www.HeroBands.com

Yes the gift of talking to spirit is fun and amazing, but it also has its downsides. It was a horrible 2 weeks but seeing my friend overcome her past, made it all worth it. Now I know how to protect myself. We are all sensitive to spirit, so the next time you feel like someone is watching you, just let the universe know that the only energies you want around you is your family and your spirit guides.

A good tip to make sure you don’t get any residual spirits on you is to imagine all the energetic cords that you have on your body and imagine it being cut and released. This way spirits know that they are not invited to follow you home.

Till the next one ❤

Namaste

Justine

 

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