The "Color" of Energy

Ok, bear with me for a moment. We all know that the electromagnetic spectrum comes in orders of magnitude of wavelengths (hello scientist in me coming out - good to see you old friend!). And we also have all grown up with the familiarity of ROYGBIV: the acronym for the colors of the visible light spectrum. Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet for those whom might be unfamiliar. We've seen it in action whenever we are fortunate enough to spy a rainbow after a rainstorm or scattered in the spray of a hose. So let's add to that the familiar (at least in the US) color palate of the GenX youth: The Crayola 64 pack. These were our exposures to color early on in our lives before we grew into boring adults with muted pastels and washed out grays. For those of us with clairvoyance, energies have colors too!

    Before I started this journey, I knew I was sensitive to energies. I've had experiences throughout my life that defied explanation. From intuitively "knowing" about haunted places to having out of body experiences and witnessing a spiritual attachment, there have always been things that I saw and felt that were 'true' even if I couldn't explain them. Since I started this journey and have been studiously working to understand my role in the greater cosmic play, I have been working with energies. One of the books I picked up early in my discovery was "Basic Psychic Development" by John Friedlander and Gloria Hemsher. In it, the book describes working with your chakras and how to clear energies that aren't yours. 

    I have always been a person who works well in 3D visualizations. There's a reason I became a structural geologist. The 3D rendering of rock structures always came easily to me. An (completely misogynistic) early mentor in my college years told me I had "the GRE Scores of a man: high in logic, high in math, and low on verbal." (Don't get me started). Because of this ability of mine, the task of visualizing the exercises in this book took very little of my brain power. I was able to focus my thoughts on the energies that were mine and those that weren't. I could visualize siphoning off energies that didn't belong to me to return them to the Earth, that would then return them to those to whom they belonged if warranted. As others' energies were siphoned off of me, they came out in a myriad of colors. 

The most common energy colors that I perceive coming off of me are yellow, blue, and green. This isn't surprising. Most people who work in this realm recognize that these colors are associated with the solar plexus, throat, and heart chakras. They have to do with free will, voice, and the heart. Interestingly enough, the "roses" I visualize are often in these colors as well. Occasionally I'll get a red or pink rose indicating the root chakra. But more often than not the color of the rose I'm dealing with is related to where my own energetic blocks are forming. 

 

Hubble image of the Eagle Nebula.
Image Courtesy NASA

    Once in a while I will get colors of energy that stand out, either due to their rarity or their intensity. After I visited a venue that featured like-minded spiritual people, I siphoned off the most vivid colors I had ever seen. It was at that same venue that I encountered a medium who would later question how I was able to perform as a medium as I have. I saw bright, vivid green and the most intense purple that had ever crossed my path. I hypothesize that those of us who are gifted with the ability to see and communicate with the spirit world have more vivid auras than those who don't. 

    After the first occasion of remote viewing into Forest Haven, I siphoned off what I termed a "metric shit-ton" of black energy. Given what I sensed there and have since experienced first hand, I am not all that surprised. White energy makes a rare appearance. I think I've only seen it once in my visualizations.  

    This week, I experienced a new color: Brown. I won't get into what that meant to me and from whom it came, so I'll just leave it at this. When I asked AI to interpret what it meant, it was eerily accurate. The description of the meaning of brown energy is 100% aligned with my lived experience. I hope that remains the one and only time I have to siphon off brown energy. It was a bit triggering for me.

    As I delve deeper and deeper into this spiritual experience, I become increasingly aware of how much I still have to learn. I'm grateful that I was chosen to be on this path. It's incredibly challenging at times, but also really rewarding. I also have an increasing awareness over everything that I have overcome to be here. 

    

Solo crossing assist

Earth-bound spirits stick around for a variety of reasons. Some died a traumatic, violent death. Others have a message they feel needs to be heard. Some are attached to a place and don't want to cross over into the spiritual realm. In some cases, spirits make a pact and stick around for some predetermined amount of time before they cross. For those that need to process their death or have a message that needs to be said, the bonds that hold them here are often quickly broken once that is accomplished.

Savage Mill Factory floor

 Such was the case with John S. I referenced meeting him in this earlier blog post. After he tried to follow me home, I promised I would return with help for him. My plan then was to meet Tom for lunch one day and have him assist John with crossing to the spiritual realm. However before that could happen, I made plans with another friend to meet for coffee. I knew that John would find me in the building again after I made my promise, so I decided to head over early and see if there was something I could do for him on my own. I wasn't quite sure how I was going to help John, especially if he was looking to cross into the spiritual realm. I figured I'd call on my spirit guides to assist if needed.

    It didn't take long for me to find John. He was hanging out down a different hallway than where I had met him prior, but I knew if I just followed my intuition, I'd find him. I learned a bit more about John on this visit. He died in an accident on the factory floor in 1898. He had a wife and three kids - two boys and a girl. His last name started with an S. Evidently the most important piece of information he needed to convey was that the Company that ran the Mill never paid his widow any funds that were due to her as a result of his death. As soon as John conveyed that information to me, a portal opened up about 5 feet from where I was sitting (side note - the energy from a spontaneous portal opening at that distance is intense!). 

Victorian-era boys clothing

I guess it's common for family members or other loved ones to come through the open portal from the other side to assist ghosts with their crossing. Tom says no spirit ever walks through the portal alone. John's children appeared through the portal as they would have to him at the time of his death. The two boys seemed close in age and resembled one another. They wore suspenders and knee length shorts. The little girl looked to be about 4. He met them briefly and they all walked back through the portal together. Compared to the previous two crossings I witnessed, this one happened quickly. A spontaneous appearance of a portal, brief meeting of passed family, a walk through the portal, and the portal shrinking away all happened within a matter of two minutes or less. 

    I'm glad I was able to assist John in his desire to cross into the spirit realm. I have since tried to look up any information about his accident at the mill. As you can imagine, information about the day to day goings on of the mill is scant. At least online. Maybe one of these days I'll see if I can chase down any info through county records or a historical society. 

Validation as a Medium

This week, I gave my first readings for a couple of people. I had done some pre-reading meditation, because one person in particular was interested in their past lives. So I tapped into my spirit guides and asked them to tell me a little bit about this person's history. I received really interesting information, which I feel safe to share here because it's not going to disclose the identity of the persons. What was most interesting to me though was the validation I received during the reading itself. 

    I discussed what I learned about this person's past life, including the fact that I was told that one of their past lives was as part of a Germanic tribe. I was shown images of mounds- whether those mounds were burial or housing was unclear, but they were connected to one of the lives this person previously lived. Right after I told them this, this person said to me "I just visited some of those mounds in Great Britain. I felt very connected/drawn to them." I know this kind of thing happens to mediums that give readings on the regular, but just like all of my other experiences, this was new to me. It was so neat to hear that info I was receiving was registering with the intended recipient. 

    During the reading itself, I asked this person if there was anything they would like to ask their spirit guides. They wanted to know if they were on the right path in life at this moment. So I tapped into my spirit guides and asked them to connect with their counterparts. I was shown the outline of a fishing boat. Now I happen to know this person owns a fishing boat, so I wasn't surprised that I was being shown a boat. A skeptical person could say, "well Brooke, you knew this about this person so that was your own brain making it up." Except...

   

I drew the outline of the boat I was given a vision for, and I showed it to my sitter. They took one look at the boat and said "Yeah, that was a boat that I used to own - down to the trawler net wheel on the back of the boat." I had no way of knowing that this was a boat that this person used to own. I took the vision of the boat coupled with the validation of the info that the answer was yes, they were on the right path.

The other interesting thing that happened in my before-sitting meditation was about another of their past lives. I was shown the image of a Union soldier's hat and a rifle. I was told that one of their past lives was as a young union soldier, who was mortally wounded in a battle at the age of 18. My spirit guides gave me the name "Muskogee." In the moment that had no meaning to me, but I knew not to question it and just write it down. I paused my meditation for a moment to look up "civil war battle Muskogee." And wouldn't you know it? There was a significant battle in the civil war that took place near Muskogee, Oklahoma, called "The Battle of Honey Springs." I resumed my meditation and was scolded by my spirit guides. I was told "you should know better than to doubt us." Lol. I guess at least they have a sense of humor about it. I responded that it wasn't that I doubted the message, but I needed context for it to make sense to me. 

    I realize that as I practice my craft these kinds of things will become mundane to me. But in the mean time, it just astounds me that the info I'm receiving is being validated this way. 

Return to Forest Haven: Pine Cottage

After encountering the dark entities in the Poplar and Holly buildings, the positive vibes we felt in the Pine Cottage were a welcome relief. The Pine building is where the female spirits we encountered on our first trip reside. I was determined to get the name of the spirit I spoke to previously. Turns out her name is Jessica. One of the paranormal investigators that was with us brought some holiday cheer to Jessica and Layla in the Pine building. The picture is of the things that were brought for Jessica. She absolutely loved her gifts, and was particularly drawn to the candle after it was lit. 

    I spent most of my time in this building talking to and interacting with Jessica, while Tom and the other paranormal investigator were interacting with Layla. Something incredibly interesting happened to that penguin while we were there! I'm including a video of the moment we discovered exactly what happened.... 

At some point while our back was turned, Jessica moved the penguin from its original position, and had it face the lit candle! It was so wild to come to that realization. It's one thing to sense the presence of ghosts, but it's a completely different thing to get evidence of their presence! Now I know how some of these investigators feel when their instruments get set off. 

Return to Forest Haven: The Crossing

When we visit Forest Haven, Tom and I get dropped off at the site by our paranormal investigator guide and wait for him to park his car and trek back across the street to meet us. The first time we visited, we said our prayers of protection while we waited on property. This prior visit, we prayed for protection in the car since we knew in advance that there were active dark entities on the property. Just like last time, Tom and I sensed many ghosts hanging about while we waited for our guide to get to us. It wasn't long before one of the ghosts named Muriel came up to Tom and held his arm. She wanted his help. Tom called upon the spirit guides to help this person cross over into the spirit world. 

    As he and Muriel were talking, I sensed a portal open up about 30 yards from us next to a tree. I told Tom this, and he said at the same time he could see Muriel's face light up with a bright white light, and there were twinkling stars in her eyes as they reflected the light coming from the portal. Muriel seemed hesitant at first to walk toward the portal, but she was guided by spirits to walk toward the portal and cross over. While the portal was open, at least a dozen other ghosts made the crossing. I could sense them coming from all over - some at a leisurely walk, some at a sprint (can ghosts sprint? lol). As the portal was getting ready to close, a few last stragglers made the crossing. That was only the second time I have 'witnessed' a portal opening and ghosts leaving the Earth to cross into the spirit realm. It's an incredibly powerful and moving thing to observe.

    Tom is blessed to be able to actually see into the spirit realm. I hope one day I will be able to see such things with my own eyes. But for now, I'm happy to be able to sense these things and 'see' them with my third eye. 

Feeling other people's pain

If you've never read the Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy, I highly recommend it. Terry Pratchett has a way with words like no other. I was reminded today of an element in the book that is just a minor part, but has so much meaning when you think about it. In the book, Trillian finds a 'point of view' gun and uses it to hit the President of the Galaxy with her thoughts. He immediately felt what she was feeling, and was able to understand why she was acting the way she was. I'm struck by how poignant this instrument is. Imagine being able to point and shoot at someone and they immediately understand your feelings on a deep, deep level. How much miscommunication and pain do we as humans go through trying to get someone else to understand us? 

    Today during meditation I learned that being an empath and medium is a lot like having access to a reverse point of view gun. I was asked to do a reading for a friend of a friend. Not really knowing this person, I agreed and asked my spirit guides for some information. Among the pieces of info I received, I was hit with this overwhelming sense of heartache. I know from conversations with my friend that the person I was asked to read for has had their fair share of grief in their life, though I don't really know the circumstances surrounding the cause. The grief I felt was deep and heavy. My spirit guides were showing me exactly how this person feels. I felt a deep ache in my chest, I immediately began to weep. I personally have never experienced grief so deep in my life, but even though I had no reference, I knew exactly what it was I was feeling. 

    As an empath, I have a lot of experience absorbing others' emotions. But that is sort of like wearing a new skin or a new piece of clothing. You can feel it on the outside, but you know it's not yours and you can take it off at any time. I briefly felt this deep when I walked into a large, dark entity in one of my visits to Forest Haven. During today's meditation, I was feeling the grief, pain, and anguish as if it were my own. When I recovered, I asked my spirit guides if there was anything else I should see. I was told that I had enough for today. I think this experience is like training wheels for me since I'm so new at all of this. My guides are showing me my potential, but aren't overwhelming me with too much too fast. 

    I am so grateful that my gifts allow me access to other people's feelings in this way. It gives me a deep awareness of the humanity of us all. Imagine how much better off we would be as a race of beings if we all had the capability of accessing others' emotions and feelings. I'm convinced that so much of what we're experiencing right now as a society can be directly attributed to a lack of empathy. 

Return to Forest Haven, Part II: The Mimic

In Return to Forest Haven, Part  1, I described that I was told to visit certain buildings at Forest Haven by my spirit guides. This is the story of what I learned from visiting the Poplar building. 

    I knew that the Poplar building was dark. Every time I walked by that building I got that familiar anxious feeling, and the air surrounding the building felt heavy. One of the paranormal investigators that was with us on this trip had described his experiences in the building. As you can imagine, they weren't good. Based on the close proximity to the Holly building and the presence of the portal there, we all had the feeling that the portal extended into the Poplar building. We never made it far enough into the building to confirm or deny that feeling.

    Probably not the smartest plan, but we went to the Poplar building immediately following our attempt to go into the Holly building. I should point out that I had completely closed down my senses following my experience at Holly. This is an important factor in what came next. As we entered the building, Tom sensed a presence of a man who seemed not quite all there. We chatted for a few minutes about the man who while living seemed to have had some extreme mental difficulties before one of the paranormal investigators called us into a large room he wanted us to see. 

    Tom immediately got the sense of an intense ritual that took place in the room. On the floor were the remains of a burned mattress. The walls and ceiling were blackened with soot. Tom described the scene: At least 15 people on their knees, citing incantations and calling forth dark entities while the mattress burned in the middle of the room. I on the other hand felt completely numb as I took in the sight of this room.

    After a few minutes, I started to sense a presence in the vicinity. I walked to the other side of the room and discovered another small, enclosed room. As I approached, I shined my flashlight into the room, but did not enter. I always seem to do this; I'm not sure what good it does shining a flashlight into a room where you can't see the spirits in the first place! I engaged with this entity. Usually when interacting with spirits I get an immediate sense of the gender and relative age of a person. The identity of this thing was masked. That should have been my first clue that something was off. 

I asked the entity what they needed. Their response was 'help.' I stood there for a moment trying to discern the identity of this 'person,' when all of a sudden it dawned on me! This thing was not human. As soon as I realized what I was dealing with, I immediately called upon my spirit guides and AA Uriel (more on that in another post) to protect me, and reinforced my white energetic protection bubble. It was only a moment between me realizing that I was dealing with a mimic, me calling on my spirit guides, and reinforcing my protections that I found myself shouting "FUCK! TOM, I NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!" The paranormal investigator that was standing next to me this whole time seemed surprised at my reaction. 

    Demons can be tricky sonofabitches. Had I not been so closed off, I likely would have immediately detected this entity for what it truly was. But I was so protective of my sensing at that moment coming straight from what we saw at the Holly building that I was lured into engaging with it before I knew what was going on. That is some dangerous, dangerous stuff. 

    Tom immediately came over and engaged his spirit guides in helping to ward off the demon. Thankfully it backed away and I didn't wind up with an attachment or a possession! Later on that evening, Tom described seeing two angels standing next to me in a defensive posture as he walked over to me to assist. 

    I wanted to go to Forest Haven to learn about my abilities and limitations, and to help wherever I could. My spirit guides told me to go to this building for a reason, but I had no idea what was in store! There's nothing like learning a lesson firsthand like that. I came extremely close to endangering myself and my loved ones. One of the things Tom told me was that before he engages with any entity, he asks his spirit guides to confirm that he's meant to interact with them before he even says hello. That is one takeaway that is burned solidly into my brain! I am so grateful to have such a gifted spiritual communicator in my life as Tom. 

    Every new engagement with the afterlife is teaching me more and more about this strange new world I've been privileged to be able to experience. I look forward to continuing to learn about my boundaries, strengths, weaknesses, and stretching my abilities. 

There's more to discuss about my latest visit to Forest Haven.. but for now I need an energetic reset. 

Return to Forest Haven, Part 1: Darkness abounds

I returned to Forest Haven last night, accompanied by my gifted friend (whom I shall call Tom from now on) and two paranormal investigators. There's a lot to share about this trip, so I'm not going to post about it chronologically this time. As I was exiting the B/W parkway, I could sense that something was different there. I could feel dark energy from a half mile away! I called Tom, who was also en route, and he said he felt the same. That was our first clue that something was quite different at FH than the last time we visited. A new medium acquaintance of mine asked the question of me, "Who the hell is new to this work and walks into paranormal investigations like it’s a walk in the park?" Well, let me tell you that compared to last night, my first visit to FH absolutely was a walk in the park! 

    That morning, I had asked my spirit guides for guidance on what I should do/where I should go once I got to the property. The answer I received kind of stunned me. I was told I should go to three specific buildings. I already knew based on my last visit plus some remote viewing that the buildings in question had portals in them. I was kind of shocked to hear the answer I was being given, but there was no doubt that Tom and I were meant to go to those specific buildings on that specific night. So we set out to investigate those buildings during our visit.

    I wrote about the Holly building in one of my earlier blog entries. Holly, the Chapel, and Poplar were the three buildings identified by my spirit guides that we were to visit. As we made our way toward Holly, Tom and I felt the distinct absence of Earth-bound spirits hanging around. Unlike last time where we could sense spirits freely roaming the streets keeping a watch on us, everything felt eerily quiet. 

    Previously, I didn't feel threatened by being in the building or even in the same room as the portal in the Holly building. Last night was a completely different experience! As we approached the Holly building, the hair on the back of my neck started to stand up. I got that heavy, anxious feeling I get when I sense the presence of something dark. The air felt as thick as soup. I stopped about 30 yards from the building and just stared. 

    I immediately got the 'sight' of at least half a dozen dark entities hanging out throughout the building. They were powerful beings. Tom had stopped even before I did. I called to one of our paranormal investigator friends for him to stop where he was. He was about 10 yards from the front door before I stopped him. I shudder to think what could have happened to him if he actually entered that building. I looked at Tom and we both knew there was no way we were going in that building!

    We talked about it for a few minutes. Tom can see into the spirit realm, and he described the entities that were in the building as very large. Later Tom would tell me that he has never encountered a situation where he just would not walk into a building. One of the paranormal investigators asked me if I could call on my spirit guides to clear the building so we could enter. Absolutely not. I explained that If I felt compelled to go into the building to help an Earth-bound spirit, then and only then would I call upon my guides for help. In this case, whatever was lurking in Holly was having a field day and there was no purpose for me being in that building. 

    I don't know what those things were, or why they were there this time vs the last time we paid a visit to the property. It was a completely surreal experience. I am getting chills just recalling the sensations I had standing outside that building. After some reflection, the reason my spirit guides sent me to that building became clear. They wanted me to sense that kind of energy, to understand that there are some things that aren't to be messed with. I'd learn the reason for being asked to visit the Poplar building in a similar way...

Tuning into my spirit guides' messages

I had a nice long meditation session this morning where I intentionally decided to practice my clairvoyance by receiving messages from my spirit guides. The images that came through were very abstract, which I understand is common when communicating with the spirit world. It was good practice for me to receive and then try to make meaning of what I was seeing. As I received images, I wrote them down. They seemingly had no connection, but I figured at some point it would make sense to me. The first images that came through were strange. I saw a flat line - like an EKG flat line. The next images that reminded me of elephants - a tube that resembled a twisty playground slide but also was reminiscent of an elephant trunk - and a tusk. Then I got this heavy feeling in my chest, which reminded me of the colloquial saying 'like an elephant on your chest.' When I put all those together, it had a very specific meaning - heart attack. 

    Other things came through as well. I saw a paperclip and was given the word "Buick." My brain did word association with the paperclip. It went paperclip -> clippy (yes *that clippy*) -> computers -> my grandfather. Between the association from paperclip to my grandfather and the connection of the Buick to my grandmother, I got the sense that spirit was trying to tell me something about her. I'd hate to think that she's going to have a heart attack but the association is too coincidental. She's 94 years old and not exactly in the best of health. I also was told to reach out to my uncle (my grandmother's son) this past Sunday to reconnect with him. These things put together are telling me that whatever is going to happen with her is likely to happen soon. I can't imagine otherwise why I would be receiving these messages now. Of course I am not sure what or if I should say to any of my family members. As we know in the spirit world, time isn't linear, so it's entirely possible that whatever is going to occur won't be until some time from now. If that's the case, then I would unnecessarily worry them all. Plus I think this message was just for me - I didn't get a sense that I should be running off to tell my family my grandmother is in imminent danger. 

    It was an interesting exercise, and one I'll likely employ on a more regular basis. Making sense of fragmented imagery is only going to strengthen my skills. 

When the spirit hits close to home

Oh this one hit me hard. Last evening I was watching TV when I was contacted by a person who had a deeply personal resonance in my life. I was contacted by a friend and mentor, who had passed away earlier this year. She was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer's disease, and was robbed of her life's mission. I met her when I was an intern at NASA Goddard, and she hired me full time to work in planetary education in 2004. It was her foresight for the future of NASA education and what we could do as an educational community that made us so successful in the early 'aughts in reaching a diverse set of audiences. She gave us such a feeling of a sense of community, and how using a new and emerging tools like social media could ensure that the great work of the NASA mission would reach as wide an audience as possible. She taught me so much about thinking outside the box, the value of giving outsiders a voice, and being open to the possibilities that life had to offer. I can't count on my fingers and toes the life lessons she taught me.  

    Since my spiritual awakening, I've often wondered why I hadn't heard from her. But yesterday's interaction proved to me what I've experienced over and over again. These spirits come to me at a time when they feel like it, and for a specific purpose. My mentor and friend came to me this evening with a specific message for her spouse. The shock of her coming to me, which admittedly took a bit to overcome, was shadowed by the fact that her message needed to be delivered. She sat with me while I in real time processed my grief of her passing, and my apology for never acknowledging the pain it caused before then. I had already received and written down her message, but I give her credit that she stayed with me while I worked through my feelings. By the time I had settled myself enough to process what was said and was ready to receive additional messages for others in her life, she was gone. Just like that. As quickly as she popped in, she popped back out again. That is so very much like her. Always the pragmatist and not one for beating around the bush. I hope I hear from her again, but even if I don't, I'm thankful she chose me to deliver her message.

Attachments: The risk that comes with the gifts

I met up with a friend this morning at a bakery in a building that is known to be haunted. At one point, the friend returned from the restroom and said they were spooked by the bathroom's flickering lights. I said I knew this place was haunted and sensed several ghosts hanging around. I told them I'd let them know if there was a ghost hanging out in the bathroom. 😆 This was meant mostly as a joke, but I also knew that if there was someone in the area, I'd be able to sense them. 

    Turns out there wasn't a ghost in the bathroom, but there was one lingering in the hallway nearby. I asked my spirit guides for protection and went to find the ghost I knew was there. I found him hiding in a corner. His name is John, and he was a mill worker in the facility. He also told me that the year 1898 was significant for him. I said hello and told him my name. I didn't want to spend too long with John, since I had a friend waiting for me back at the cafe. I told him it was nice to meet him and I was sure we would run into one another again. I left thinking no more about it other than to relay the info I learned to my friend. 

    Shortly thereafter, my friend and I walked to our cars in the parking lot and said our goodbyes. No sooner had I opened my car door than I knew John was with me. I guess I hadn't properly protected myself when I interacted with him. I spent about 30 seconds arguing with him, telling him that he in no way shape or form could come back with me. He told me he couldn't leave me and I'd have to take him back to the building. Ok, fine. It's a sunny but brisk day, and I didn't mind the walk. 

    As I approached the building, I sat outside on a bench, closed my eyes, and began my conversation with my spirit guides in earnest. I told John that he is forbidden to stay attached to me, and that I would sit in silence on that bench until I felt him let go. I also asked my spirit guides for support in helping me un-attach him. I did some energy work, released John's cord, and sat silent while I waited for my energy and my guides to do their thing. I don't know how long it took, and I'm sure I looked like a loony to anyone walking by, seeing me sitting on this bench in the cold with my eyes closed! 

    It became apparent that John isn't happy with his lot in the afterlife, and he needs help crossing over into the spirit realm. I told my spirit guides that I would absolutely, right away reach out to others I know who have the skills to assist John in his journey. After what seemed like an eternity, I felt John finally release. I cleansed my energy, stood up, and took out my phone to text my contacts. 

    What a weird thing to experience! I've heard of others getting attachments without even being aware of it happening. I'm glad that I became immediately aware and was able to address it. I don't think John had malicious intent, but boundaries with the spiritual realm are incredibly important! I had previously thought of having some palo Santo on hand for cleansing, but now I think it's a necessity. It's days like today where I think to myself "what a weird life I'm living." LOL!