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One of my personal experiences with the supernatural when I was around 14.
This video is about how our feelings can be magnified as a type of attack.
Happy Halloween to all who celebrate it. May it be a good one.
This is the final part of the Empath’s expereinces. Thanks to all who contributed.
When I was a baby, my mother woke up in the middle of the night and saw this tall hooded figure looking down at her. He nodded and then walked backwards into the wall and vanished.
Years later, my step daughter claimed she would see a hooded figure in the same house. What was even more disturbing was that when we moved to a new house, she kept on seeing it.
Even more years later, one of my psychic friends was putting some protection around a new house I had just moved into. She told me that she could see a hooded figure that was outside and watching me.
A couple more years after that, the entity, Omen, made mention of beings that were called ‘Nobodies’ and they were not friendly beings. From his description, it sounded exactly like the hooded being that had been watching me.
I can speculate why they were about but my heart tells me that they were not there for my benefit. They never got close enough for me to see, though. They always appeared to be watching from afar.
Michael One night when I was 16 I was sitting at the computer in my bedroom and I heard my mother call my name from her bedroom, which was next to mine. I called out “what?” She replied with something I couldn’t understand. I called out “what?” again for her to repeat what she said, but she didn’t reply. I walked over to her bedroom and opened to door to see what she wanted only find she had been asleep the whole time.
Deborah I had an encounter with two entities when I was 11 years old. I lived in Germany then. This happened at night after everyone else in my household had gone to bed. Our apartment was on the third floor and there was a large picture window in my room. I woke up and on the wall at the foot of my bed were two orbs of light. They were perfectly round and at first I thought flashlight. But no, they weren’t made by a flashlight. They didn’t come from the window either. My curtains were closed, my shade was down and the streetlight was on the ground floor. There was a vent on my wall over my bed but it was closed. There was no explanation for the light. I got out of bed and went over to the wall and waved my hands in front of them. I say “them” because from the time they showed up and until they left I always felt like they were living beings. My waving hands didn’t interrupt anything. The light didn’t shine on me, there was no reflection like when you play shadow puppets. I wasn’t afraid so I put my hands directly on the wall. One palm in each orb and stayed there for some time. Nothing happened. I sat down on the end of my bed and watched them watching me. I don’t know how long they stayed, I only remember waking up and feeling as if I wasn’t alone. That I would never be alone. This is not something I ever told my parents about. My father wouldn’t have understood. For a whole year after that I use to have black outs. I wouldn’t faint but I would lose my vision. Everything would fade out and stay black for a few minutes and then slowly come back. Again, I wasn’t afraid. I don’t frighten easily. I am not sure who “they” were, I’m still not. But I know that at certain times they come to me, not as light but as a feeling.
Nick Hi everyone. I have many endless tales of memories and would love to tell all about them. But I think most of my memories I need to keep to myself as it’s a part of my growth. But I have one particular memory I’m willing to share. The reason I’d like to tell about this one. Is that it’s a tie between a dream and reality.
It was late. My father me and brother lived with my grandmother. Who the three of us shared a room on the second floor of her two story house. I slept nearest to the wall. Brother in the middle and father nearest to the door. It was two beds pushed together. It was a tight space but comfortable. So much love. As we all slept calmly. I had woken up to the feeling of floating as I accidentally do in my sleep at times.
It was dark and it seemed that I was being pulled away from where I was sleeping. The force wasn’t nice. I could see all of us lying together in our usual places. In the exact same places we went to bed. I felt uncomfortable as I was drifting out of the room. I remember feeling a presence of something very evil in the house at that time. But the drifting away was scary itself because I had not control of what was going on. I was in a bit of shock as I felt the need to reach out to my father, but was moving quite quickly out into the hallway. Everything was in place, unlike most dreams.
Usually things are turned around or seems like home but isn’t visually. The house was very much normal. As I floated to the staircase, I remember stopping. Things were very unsettling.
As I turned to look down the stairs, I could see a tiny man. With a grin that took up most of his face. He was short and stood no more than the height of a toddler child. He had large black eyes. It was very disturbing to see. It took off running through the downstairs dining room. I remember a positive presence behind me manifest just before waking up.
It was morning and I had unusually slept in. I never told anyone about this dream. I needed answers as I grew older. But never knew where to begin. Or who to talk to. Time went on and as most psychics have this ability of knowing things, I realized. that this wasn’t a dream. It is what happens right before possession. When a demon takes a body they lure out your soul and jump in and this was my example.
Not all possession cases may be the same or have their differences in some cases, but usually forces do their work while we sleep when we’re not conscious and are relaxed. During my OBE’s I’m aware of what’s happening but very seldom go too far. There is a mechanism as well that when you’re afraid, we get pulled/yanked back into ourselves to wake up. It’s the subconscious natural instinct. But during possession the soul cannot return. As demons over run the body and you get trapped. I was 10 years old and very much hold Jesus Christ close to my heart. I was raised Orthodox and there is a spiritual science in all dimension. Jesus is very much real. And I truly urge this belief for everyone.
Quana When I was 4 I lived in a Shelter with my mom, I was sleep but woke up because I felt a hand lay gently on top of mine. I open my eyes in the dark and saw what looked like the reaper of death with no face under the hood with his skeletal hand over mine. I screamed and jumped up and my mom covered my mouth and pushed me back. I was so scared I just lay there but didn’t see it anymore. The next day there was a fire, we got out but some did not, R.I.P.
Suzanne I’ve had so many, ever since I was little. I didn’t understand then that I was empathic or even what being psychic/empathic meant. Here are a few out of the many. When I was little, about 6 or so, I started to see the “people in the closet” in the house we had moved into not long before. No one else really saw them. My parents didn’t. Weird things would happen in the house (toilets flushing on their own, lights flickering, odd sounds, etc…), but I saw them, everywhere in the house and especially in my bedroom closet. They would bother me at night when I tried to sleep. Pull my covers, tap my feet, call my name… I’ve been terrified of the dark ever since. We later learned that the house was built over where another house had burned down to the ground and the family perished. They had never removed all the remains. My dad and his best friend who we called “uncle” were digging out the dirt cellar to make a finished basement and would find bones. They used to fill a big green garbage can and even called the police once they found the first skull. It’s also when I started to have nightmares.
Another was my step-dad’s house. His baby sister, his father, his mother, and his first wife haunt it. His parents built it, he was born there. They were never evil spirits. It was creepy, but other than the radio dial going crazy at night on its own and doors opening and closing and his sister roaming the fields (farm house) we’d only occasionally hear a voice.
My brother’s basement.
He lives in this house that has an apartment in the basement. My daughter lived down there for several months. She kept telling me she couldn’t sleep well and felt uncomfortable. Her bedroom was right next to the furnace room. The closet in her room and the furnace room have a very oppressive and dark feel to them. I went in with burning sage and “blessed” each room. I got to her room and stopped three feet from the closet. I couldn’t go closer. I decided to do the shared laundry room, and turned towards the furnace room door, which was open, and I froze. I couldn’t go in. There was such a powerful “stay out” darkness and threat to it I couldn’t do it. It hides. Whatever it is hides and the feel of it is not good at all.
Me’chelle Here is mine. I had a dream in which the Lord God appeared and said someone needed my help and only I could help them.
He took me to a hospital and I saw my paternal grand aunt dead on a table. She wasn’t breathing. I heard sobbing outside her son was crying he had been told she died. I held my aunts hand and told her to breathe and she breathed.
I woke up and went to tell my dad what I dreamt but my dad told me our aunt died but came back to life! She told everyone she heard a stern voice telling her to breathe!!! I told her son my dream and he thanked me for saving his mother.
Tina I have had numerous experiences throughout my life. One situation which frightened me….I was in my late teens and living on my own. I had been dabbling in astral travel, etc… A lady asked me if the man she was having an affair with was lying to her about his relationship with his wife. I travelled to the man’s bedroom and his wife was there lying beside him, she must have sensed something because she sent “me” away (told “me” to go to hell) – suddenly I saw what I would describe as the mask of death – a skeletal hand reached out and grabbed my wrist – I bit off the fingers and spit out the bones – returned to my body and woke up. I had bruises on my wrist and was scared to death. I made an appointment and went to see a psychic who I knew. She told me that had I not been able to free myself I would have died that night. She then taught me a ritual to cleanse and bless my home. I was advised not to do any more astral travelling until I was “stronger”. Took me almost a year to get over my fear enough to try astral travel once again.
Bonnie When I was 16. I had moved from my mother’s house because she was an alcoholic. I moved in with a couple of male friends and one of them was going around depressed because his girlfriend had broke up with him. He went around playing freebies by Lynyrd skynyrd. After a week I was so tired of hearing all about his breakup and that some that I packed and moved back to my mother’s leaving the house key behind. When I pulled into the driveway around 12 am the song freebird came on the radio. Something stopped me and for some reason I had to go back. When I got there his truck was there but no answer at the door. I couldn’t get in with no key so I flagged someone down who broke in for me. We walked in to the small of gas all in the house. He had his head on the oven with a towel around his head draped and he was unconscious. There was a suicide note that mentioned the song freebird. Paramedics told me just yen minutes later he would have been dead.
Lisa Two ghost sightings that I can clearly recall. One was when I was 10 and I saw my next door neighbor come into my room. We had a conversation & I remember smelling his old spice cologne. He was dressed in his good suit & told me he’s taking a trip. The next day, I found out my neighbor who I used to go to the store for died. I told my mom he was just over last night, but she said it never happened. It felt so real!
Another time was in 2007 when I bought my house. My aunt had recently died & my uncle helped me renovate and paint. My aunt always wanted to see the house. But she got sick. It was August, right around the time of her birthday when we had a barbeque. That night I was so tired, but recall seeing a flash of white light pass through me and into the wall! I thought I was seeing things, but by mom saw it too. I got scared and prayed I wouldn’t see it again and I never did.
I forgot to mention that my cat that used to belong to my aunt was acting strange that night. She was meowing loudly and often. She’s usually a quiet cat. Then she was looking up and jumping on the high China closet and standing lamp even! Everyone in my family was saying how strange Kitty was behaving and wondering if she was seeing my aunt’s spirit, since it was right around the time of her birthday!
Lee-san 9-June-2015, a demonic entity overpowered me and took place over my thoughts and my body when me and my mom are inside the church. He despises churches a lot and church people and said that they are all fake. He just laughed all the time and in my mind’s eye, I saw another demon at the priest’s side (i don’t know if it was real) and after that, all the lights went out. A black out. And then the priest said, “You think I’ll stop? No way!” And he continued his sermons. After a while, the light came back and everything went back to normal except me. When I got out of the church, everything went fine again but my energy was too drained and I need to walk like a drunk man.
My life is what most would call unusual. I’ve experienced and seen many things that would freeze the average person up in terror.
So when strange things happen, I don’t really give it much thought. I just file it away until it become useful.
Not long ago, on the way home from work, I walked past this elderly woman and I caught sight of her eyes. They were like two large black pools of void. And then she was gone. I thought to myself: Oh, okay. Demon.
After all I had been hearing about this year, that didn’t surprise me too much.
Then very recently, I came across a site where other people post their supernatural horror stories and several of them were about black eyed kids (BEK) or people.
I wanted to know more. I needed to know what was going on. Whatever it is happening is clearly dangerous and awareness needs to be brought to as many as possible.
The problem is, they are seen as urban legends and no one really believes in them (until it happens to them.) However, the stories people share are pretty much the same and such stories have been happening for centuries.
There are several things that happen with such encounters
I wondered what they were up to and had my suspicions. Fortunately, I have some knowledgeable friends who confirmed that they were binding souls and harvesting bodies.
Human bodies are seen as commodities by denizens of the astral world. By binding a soul (that is, imprisoning them so they are trapped or under their control) they gain access to bodies which they can then use for whatever purpose is intended.
The good nature of people wanting to help children or teens is used against them. Once you give permission to allow such being into your house, you can put yourself in great peril.
They are like automations. You can’t argue or reason with them. They will keep on repeating the same lines until they get what they want or something changes and they go away.
What you should do.
Always trust your feelings. If something feels wrong, it is wrong. If you sense terror or something horrible, then it’s because there is something horrible about to happen.
Remove such things as welcome mats. They actually will allow dark beings to enter into your house.
If you find yourself in such a situation, state clearly: You have no permission to be in my space. I revoke any permission you may have.
You can also call on those who you feel protect you. It doesn’t matter what name you use, as long as it feels right for you and works.
Finally, as always, the best way to protect yourself is to always send love, joy and light to any being that is threatening towards you.
It’s getting dangerous out there. Be safe and listen to your feelings.
Back in 2012, they successfully identified the so called Higgs Boson (also known as the God particle) and this was hailed as a major discovery for physics and who can blame them for saying that?
What has many up in arms is that the Super Collider has been turned on again, this time with twice the power. While I do not believe it will be earth ending, I have to question the wisdom of such an act. It would seem they are trying to discover hidden dimensions.
There is a reason why dimensions are separate and opening them up in this slice of reality is not really a good idea. But that aside, it’s interesting timing for this to happen. I can’t get a proper fix on the dates on when they will do this, however the general date seems to be from the 20th March to the 23rd this year. (2015).
A rare solar eclipse has just happened and it occurred near the equinox (that time of year where the days are of equal length).
While those two events would not really have much effect on their own, in my opinion, it should be noted that many rituals are done at this time and that produces a lot of psychic energy, that can be harnessed by those we term as negative beings.
It also seems that CERN will also produce its own energies and those who can see into the astral have reported countless groups of demonics building portals.
What is most interesting is the reports of beings in the astral ‘freaking out’ about Armageddon coming.
Now, normally I tend to ignore such things. I’ve seen plenty of ‘End of Days’ stuff, including the infamous 2012 scenario which I had to ensure for seven or more years.
However, over the past few months, there have been things happening that I can’t ignore as it matches those mentioned in Revelations.
I’ve never really read through that book. I’m not a Christian and it’s a hard slog for me in any case. In spite of this, I have come across many references to it during my life, so when something happens, it twigs my memory and I look it up.
There are several clear signs that things will come to pass, and it appears it’s all because of CERN trying to open up into another dimension.
Other astral level are not barren or vacant. It’s not like space where it’s mostly dead and debris. There are entire societies which are extremely active on those levels. Sometimes they will interact with this world, either by coming closer in spirit and taking over a body, but all in all, they go about their daily business just like we do.
It seems very unwise to try and bridge the gap in such a way.
I’m still tossing up on whether I should say what signs I have seen pass for Revelations. Suffice to say they are not allegorical or vague interpretations, but the literal events including the one that refers to ‘The Beast.’
In any case, it is a nightmare for Empaths as they will be picking up on the activity and many will no doubt feel anxious without understanding why.
I guess its watch this space for now.
There’s a parable by Neale Donald Walsch called The Little Soul and the Sun. There are two parts to this tale. In a nutshell, the story is about a soul who wanted to know who he was., but because all there was, was light, and all he was, was light, he could not do this.
There once was a soul who knew itself to be the light. This was a new soul, and so, anxious for experience. “I am the light,” it said. “I am the light.” Yet all the knowing of it and all the saying of it could not substitute for the experience of it. And in the realm from which this soul emerged, there was nothing but the light. Every soul was grand, every soul was magnificent, and every soul shone with the brilliance of God’s awesome light. And so the little soul in question was as a candle in the sun. In the midst of the grandest light — of which it was a part — it could not see itself, nor experience itself as Who and What it Really Is.
And then goes on to explain that in order for the soul to know itself, it must separate itself from all that is and call upon the darkness so it may know its own light and experience who he or she really is.
But in order for that soul aspect to know itself as light, someone had to play the part of being the darkness.
In this story, the soul wished to experience forgiveness, but as there was no one to forgive; someone had to play that part.
Another soul offered: “I will come into your next physical lifetime and do something for you to forgive. I ask only one thing in return,”
“Anything! Anything!” the Little Soul cried.
“In the moment that I strike you and smite you, in the moment that I do the worst to you that you could ever imagine – in that self-same moment…remember Who I Really Am.”
“Oh, I won’t forget!” promised the Little Soul. “I will see you in the perfection with which I hold you now, and I will remember Who You Are, always.”
This story illustrates perfectly why we have darkness. Why there are demons, and why people attack and hurt us.
And while many people do indeed seem to understand that all we do is because we have created it on some level, and that is our free will in action, they seem to forget the very thing they need to remember.
The ones who are dark are dark because without them, we could not experience our own light.
Far too often, I see people condemning demons, so called evil, people who have wronged them and cursing them to Hell (or whatever place they feel is punishing enough. )
Far too often people insist that there is no help for those being and they are not worthy or their time, their healing, or even their love or blessings.
But is this really what we should be doing? So called negative beings don’t remember who they really are. Perhaps they have chosen a part where, by necessity, they cannot have any connection to the light. No matter what is done, they will always be of the dark because that is what is required. And they will remain so until they eventually return, with the rest, to source.
People seem to take great pride in condemning that which they consider to be dark. They simply love to hate and detest anything that doesn’t meet their own personal standards.
But condemning the dark is as useless as condemning the night. Everything is there for a reason. It wouldn’t exist otherwise.
I can’t help but wonder how horrible it would be to be hated by everyone, attacked and detested just for being.
Personally, I feel we should bless the darkness. Thank them for their gift and even their sacrifice. Those who have even experienced a little of what it’s like to not have light in your life should understand what it is like to be like them.
They may not remember who they are. They may never be able to in this realm, but that doesn’t mean we should forget, either.
And while you may not agree or condone their actions, always come from a place of love, rather than hate or fear.
Someone has to play the bad guy. Perhaps one day it may be you.