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Don’t Be Afraid

I heard Gabriel’s voice say strongly in my ear. “Don’t be afraid. Everything will be all right. Have Faith.” And I grew strong. I found courage. I survive.

Some people just work jobs their entire lives. Never being too invested in what they’re doing. Some people find a vocation or a profession that becomes a part of them and gives their life meaning, sometimes to the exclusion of living. But some of us don’t have a choice; our vocation is chosen for us. It is forced upon us. We cannot run from it, so we must embrace it or die.

I begin. 

I begin every morning trying to sense what the day will bring. Sometimes I am successful, usually not. It’s God’s great joke that I can ‘see’ easily and accurately for others, but that my own view be blurred and obscure. 

I am a psychic. Not one of those types who charges outrageous money for ‘curing spells’ or who tells people what they want to hear. The real kind. The kind that sees stuff they REALLY don’t want to. The kind that is called upon to do dangerous things for strangers because they are the only ones that can help. The kind that struggles against demons in the night and fights to make their bills in the day.

I have always seen and felt things that others’ could not. I suppressed my ‘gifts’ for much of my teen years, trying to focus on school. I still was haunted by knowing when the people around me would die. That is a gift I cannot suppress. I feel the soul preparing for departure. People seem to become attracted to me shortly before they die; I guess I help them in the transition. Even though they don’t consciously know what’s happening. 

That being said, most souls are ready for their separation from the flesh. I say most, not all. Don’t assume because a death is sudden for those left behind that the soul was not prepared. I have known murder victims who have crossed over very easily because their souls knew their part in the story. I have also met ghosts who suffered long illness and yet were taken by surprise. 

What creates a ghost has more to do with the mentality of the spirit than anything else I can discern. Most of the souls I’ve helped to cross have been people who lived in fear of the afterlife, and of life in general. They tend to have strong religious beliefs and fear going to hell. Or they may be concerned about a loved one and decide to stay with them or be held back by them, one or the other refusing to let go.

Regardless of what creates the ghost, whether it be fear, anger or concern, it is a sad thing. It is a wrong thing. It takes the universe out of balance. I feel for them, lost and alone. They are completely separated from the source, God, creation. I can think of no worse hell. They exist beside us, but unable to communicate with most. Suddenly to awaken to find yourself completely ignored and unseen by those you love. How painful.

One of the first indications of a ghost presence is the intense emotion. Usually a feeling of despair, anxiety or anger announces its presence. You may not even know that these emotions are not your own and look for a cause, blame it on something entirely unrelated. 

Generally, our emotions are felt physically in the chest and throat. Picking up on a ghost’s emotions generally will manifest as pressure between the eyes, in the realm of the third eye. If you feel this pressure �" DO NOT SUCCOMB to the emotion. If you do, you are opening a portal for the ghost to enter your physical being.

That is the beginning of a possession. Many ghosts will flit in and out of a host, but some want to remain, to feel human again. I have dealt with these circumstances many times. This is how I became who I am. I am a servant of God, a warrior of light. Part of my purpose on Earth is to help maintain the balance of the Universe by releasing ghosts from their self -imposed captivity. 

Here is my story…