Read Part I here.
It began by seeing things out of the corner of my eye. This journey into the psychic realms. Things I couldn’t really even explain. One of the beings I saw was something straight out of Harry Potter. He looked exactly like the house elves in the books. Of course, this is all hindsight now. The books weren’t even published when all this was occurring. I just remember he was small and gnome like and didn’t pay me the time of day as he walked through my apartment and disappeared through the wall on the other side of the room. This is the point in the narrative where you call in the people with the white coats and straight jackets. You have to remember before my de-cording session with Cheryl (see part I) none of these things that I describe had ever happened to me before. This was only the beginning.
I call these experiences a baptism by fire because I had to learn how to use my gifts in a hurry. I became overwhelmed with psychic activity and I could barely keep up. At that time in my life I was processing a lot of anger. Anger attracts negative entities like nobodies business! I had recently become a single parent to my boy who wasn’t even one year old yet. I had no job and no prospects and living in section 8 housing. I recently broke up with my sons father who had cheated on me with my best friend. Needless to say I was a bit pissed off.
I started to have all these thoughts that didn’t even sound like me. I would get this peculiar ache in my upper back that felt like something was hanging on it. There was. My anger had attracted spirit attachments. Spirit attachments are earth-bound entities that for what ever reason have not passed into the light. They tend to be drawn to like energy. In my case it was anger that drew them to me. They connect through the Auric field and interfere with your sleep and the way you think.
My clue that something was amiss were my thoughts no longer felt or sounded like my own. Once I learned to discern my self from these spirit attachments I could release them. Unfortunately, due to the fact that I was still a pissed off person they kept hitching on to me for a ride. It wasn’t until I moved from that apartment to a small town that all the spirit activity quieted down. But until then I had a lot to learn . . .
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