I have been away for a while now, working on my inner and outer demons. This post is not about weight loss, but about how I fell out of relationship with G-d, became spiritually barren, and the process of reconnection which literally saved my soul. Luckily, it has a happy ending. I am hoping that by giving this testimony, I am FREE and CLEAR to move forward again and continue on the journey of improving my life. If I can help another wayward soul find G-d's love, then all the better.
WARNING: THIS STORY DISCUSSES DEMONS, GHOSTS, satan, AND THE POWER OF G-D'S LOVE AND FORGIVENESS. THERE ARE GRAPHICS WHICH MAY BE DISTURBING.
Note to my Christian friends: All people have been commanded by G-d to never take the Lord's name in vain. Jewish people have also been commanded to never even speak the Holy One's name, let alone write it, so we write it as "G-d" when speaking about Him. Orthodox Jews do not even say or write the word G-d or L-rd. They call the Holy One "HaShem," which is Hebrew for "The Name."
Also, Judaism has taught me that there is only ONE G-d. In my current studies of Christianity and Comparative Religion, I have turned to Jesus, the ultimate "Demon Cop," to help me get rid of the "ghosts" that have been haunting me from one place to another. Jesus most definitely saved me, not only by protecting me from satan but also by helping to lead me back to G-d, thus restoring my faith. Some of my Christian friends asked why I speak of Jesus and G-d as separate. I believe in only ONE G-d...and that's the same G-d we all have: The G-d of Moses. The G-d of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. The G-d of the Old Testament. For me, while Jesus is Godlike in every way, and Jesus did indeed save me by returning me to prayer and faith, I have always heard that He is the "Son of G-d," and G-d's "Right Arm." Jesus was created BY G-d. No one else is THE G-d who created the heavens and Earth, who created satan, who created humans, who created Jesus Christ, and who created me. In Hebrew we pray: "Adonai Elohenu, Adonai Echad" which means, "The Lord is our G-d, the Lord is One." Sometimes I pray to Jesus now, sometimes I pray to G-d. Sometimes I pray to the Father, the Son, and The Holy Spirit. All I know is I am watching everything ever produced about Jesus and the Bible on TV to learn all that I can about the rich history of religion. It boggles my brain to know how ruthless and cruel humans can be, but I do believe many of us are influenced by satan to do harm to one another (and to ourselves).
If you need help with a demonic infestation, please write to the Demonologist who helped me:
catholicdemonologist@yahoo.com.
The Power of G-d: A Story of Divine Revelation and Return
February 22, 2013
Dear Friends,
I believe that all babies are born with a purely good
innocent soul. I mean, have you
ever seen an evil newborn? I have not. This is me as a baby. Hi! I'm Suzi. I am fifty one years old now.
I wish there was a record of
my ancestor’s unusual experiences, but there is none. The Old Testament Bible tells us that we do not carry over the sins of our ancestors but rather are judged on our own merits. Even still, I decided to put pen to paper and keep an historical record of what
happened to me, for future generations who may experience what I have
experienced my whole life. I am
hoping that the story I am about to tell you ends right here with me.
HALLECK DR., COLUMBUS, OHIO
When I was a child, I had many nightmares. The most frequent nightmare was of me
being hunted and chased by a lizard-like Godzilla demon. I was under the age of four when I had
this nightmare for the first time, and for years it recurred over and over. I would run from Godzilla and hide, but
it was cunning and steady in the hunting, always sniffing me out and finding
my hiding places. As the demon
approached and got very close I woke up in a heap of tears and screams. My mother comforted me and I forgot
about it until the next nightmare. The way I see it today, satan has had his evil eye on me my whole life.
On occasion I dreamed other terrible dreams. When I was six or seven, I dreamed that
my entire family was slayed by several unseen intruders while I was out of the
house, and when I returned home I had to deal with the bloody aftermath all by
myself. I never a told a soul
about this nightmare until right now, but it has always haunted me. When I returned home to find my family hacked to pieces, I was alone in the house with the
perpetrators hiding in the shadows. I was scared out of my wits. In all my scary dreams, I have been
alone and afraid, taunted by the dark entities that were hiding in the shadows watching me, waiting for the right move to get me.
I always dreamed in vibrant colors, smells, and sounds, and my dreams seem as real as my waking life.
On occasion while sleeping, I would know it was just a dream and I would try to wake myself
up. When I was a teenager I began
keeping a dream journal and tried to analyze the meaning.
Both of my parents are Jewish, and raised me to be a
practicing Jew. I loved the
traditions, the family experiences, and the relationships I had with my fellow
Jewish friends. I went to Temple,
I went to Hebrew School, I was Confirmed, and I believed in G-d.
Like many children, I played with an ouija board when I was
about nine or ten years old. My younger cousin brought it over and I loved playing with
it. At a very young age I was fascinated with the paranormal. My cousin's sister recently reminded me that the ouija board worked, and the pointer would seemingly move on it's own to answer our questions. I don't have a clear recollection of what happened, nor do I remember what happened to that board. My older brother told me that I often played on his ouija board, too.
As a teenager, my friends and I had
sleep-overs. We played the usual
games, including “Levitation,” in which a group of girls gathered around
another girl who was lying the middle of the circle, and we all placed two
fingers from each hand beneath her.
Collectively, we would say, “You’re as light as a feather. You’re as stiff as a board,” and then
with our outstretched four fingers we attempted to raise the girl up off the
floor. On occasion it worked, and
we would all freak out in a pile of giggles and shock. Once in a while we would all hold
hands in a circle and attempt to have a séance, but nothing noticeable ever
happened. I laughed it off as
teenage fun and goofing off and I wasn’t that scared.
I
spent a lot of time in Synagogue when I was a teenager, praying the prayers and
learning about the Old Testament and the Torah. I was studying for my confirmation. I studied Hebrew. I had a good connection with G-d.
When I was thirteen years old, my parents divorced and my
life changed. In fact, I was so
devastated that I began experiencing what a shrink once termed “panic attacks
in the pre-conscious mind.” Today
there is a condition called “disassociation.” When stressed, I could literally leave my body and become
numb. I called it “zoning
out.”
When my father moved out of the
house, he completely disappeared from my life for a few months. I didn't know where he was for a while, and I felt that I was the one who was getting divorced. It was my first and worst experience of being "broken up with" and rejected by the man I loved, and later I discovered he had run off with his secretary. My older brother said I fell in a heap of sobs to the floor when my parents told me they were splitting up, then I locked myself in my room for a week and cried every day. It was the first time I experienced depression. I don't remember anything other than waking up feeling differently than I did the day before. I was numb. When I woke up one day and finally emerged from my bedroom, I had completely disassociated. Overnight, it seemed that my conscious
self took a turn downhill. Suzi had disappeared. I felt light and floaty and detached from the physical plane. I
thought I had a brain tumor and asked my mom to take me to the doctor. I had CAT scans. My brain was fine, so I entered therapy with a
psychologist for the first time at the age of thirteen.
I had intense conversations with G-d. I was angry with Him. I yelled at Him, "Why did you make him leave mommy? Why did you make him leave ME, too? What did you do to me? I can't feel anything anymore!!"
One day I was home alone from school because I
was sick, and I heard rustling, walking, and clanging noises coming from the basement through the air
conditioning vent. It sounded as if there were intruders in the house,
shuffling around down there, getting ready to come get me. I grabbed
the phone, ran to the closet and called my mother at work. She sent the
police over to investigate, including a helicopter to search the area,
but the police found nothing. I was certain I hadn't imagined it. I
heard someone or something down in the basement. It was terrifying.
Were my scary dreams of being hunted starting to now cross over into my
waking life? What the hell was down in that basement? I was certain I had not imagined it. I never went down in the basement alone again after that.
The
dreams intensified as time went on. Godzilla still chased me once in a
while although less frequently, but I dreamed of other things. Usually I
was alone, scared, someone or something was trying to hurt me, and I was unable to get comfort from the ones I loved in
my dreams. I often woke up in a sweaty panic and could not go back to sleep. I didn't want to wake anyone at 3:00 in the morning, so I suffered in silence and practiced breathing exercises to calm myself down. I wrote in the dream diary and finally fell back asleep. I began to be afraid of the house. I never went to the basement alone and I had an unnerving irrational fear that the living room piano was haunted and out to get me!
STORNAWAY DRIVE, COLUMBUS, OHIO
I continued on with therapy until, in classic style, I began to fall in love with my doctor when I was seventeen. I was intelligent enough to know that often a patient would develop feelings for her therapist, and I knew I had begun to edit what I told him so that he would like me more. I knew this was natural and usual and worthy of discussion because it began to hinder my therapy progression. So, I expressed my feelings for him in a letter. Instead of reciprocating (as I actually thought he might!) or discussing it out in a professional setting, he instead referred me to his associate and said he could no longer treat me. WHAT? This man knew me on the deepest emotional level I had ever experienced before. Why couldn't we just talk about it? He wanted nothing to do with me after that. No discussion. No working through it. Rejected and abandoned right then and there by the second man I loved, I left therapy and felt worse than I did when I started years earlier.
And thus continued my falling out with the G-d I loved. I would ask Him, "Why did you make him leave me, too?"
In college I met the boy I wanted to marry, but I was committed to a year of studies in Israel. I left the States and went to Tel Aviv after freshman year at OU. For three straight months my boyfriend begged me to come home and marry him, so I left the program and came back home to be with him. We had a wonderful night and I hadn't even told my parents yet that I dropped out of the program and was home! The next day, in the parking lot, he told me that he would not marry me. He confessed he was now living with someone else, but didn't have the fortitude to tell me before I left school in Tel Aviv. He said, "I didn't think you would actually come home!" Needless to say, I was devastated and tumbled into another great depression. With my tail between my legs, I returned to my shocked parents' embrace. We didn't have cell phones then, so I just showed up at my mom's door. It was too late to return to the program in Tel Aviv, and anyway all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball and die. The disassociation continued and I floundered for many years. I drank myself into a stupor. Finally, at the insistence of my dentist father, I went to dental hygiene school, just about flunked out, took a year off, matured, went to rehab, and returned to school and did well. This process took the next five years.
During this time my faith wobbled terribly. I had trouble keeping a boyfriend. I went to Temple on High Holy days but began a heated conversation with G-d. "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. "I'm supposed to give you Jewish children to carry on our ancient inheritance!! Why are you blocking me?"
PINE STREET, SAN FRANCISCO, CA
When I finally graduated college and moved to San Francisco, I had "had it" with men and found a nice lesbian girlfriend. I had
a good job and my first studio apartment. It was
an old creaky building, and that is when the people started visiting me at
night. I woke up
frozen to the bed while strangers milled around in the kitchen. One night , an older man was standing by my bed, looking down and watching me
sleep. I was terrified and
paralyzed physically, but my brain could think and so I forced myself to move
and wake up and then everyone was gone.
Another night I dreamed I was being followed while walking down the
street across from my building, but I turned around and yelled at the man,
stating that I was one crazy bitch and he better keep walking. He apologized and walked ahead of me,
and I woke up in a heap of sweat and tears. I figured it was my first time living alone and I was just
scared. I never imagined I could
be psychic or have demons attaching to me.
I finally became attracted to a man who lived in the same building, and we began dating. He was my first boyfriend in five years! A few months later, my best friend from Ohio came out to visit me and she ran off with him. They married and I didn't speak to either of them for the next twenty years. At almost every turn, people I loved were disappointing me, hurting me, and betraying me. I was a good person! I was a loving person! I couldn't understand why so many bad things were happening to me all the time. Perhaps there wasn't a G-d at all, I began to think, and everything in life was just random. Maybe religion is bullshit, I began to think.
Throughout my life I have had troubles with the same three
things: weight, money management,
and relationships with men. I kept
journals most of my life, and I always struggled with these three things. I spent much of my money moving around
from place to place, city to city, and people joked that I was a real
“wandering Jew.” I never settled
down either physically or emotionally. As of today, I have still not mastered
my weight, my money, or my men.
I am 70 pounds overweight.
I pretty much live paycheck to paycheck. I never married or had children, although I wanted a family
with all my heart from the time I was a child. I did get a good education and became a dental hygienist,
and for the past 28 years I have worked at many things trying to find the life
that gives me the greatest happiness.
But joy has always pretty much eluded me. I’ve had pockets of greatness, but nothing that ever
stuck.
STONES RIVER PARKWAY, BOCA RATON, FLORIDA
Thus continued the slow but steady spiral away
from G-d. So many bad things
happened to me. I left San
Francisco and moved to Sarasota, Florida to help my mom start a business, only
to fall in love, miscarry, and discover the man I loved didn’t love me enough
to marry me. I moved to the other
coast of Florida, and bought a condo in Boca Raton. The day before closing, a woman I barely knew warned me that
it would be bad luck to live there and said I should not buy that place. The condo was across the street from a
large hospital. The closing was in
motion and I thought she was some crazy weird lady anyway.
While in the condo, the windows and the roof suddenly began
to leak, the ceiling fans would go on and off without the switch being on, I
was rear-ended in a car accident and unable to work for over six months, the
car was flooded the day I closed on the property, the new car was a lemon and I
was at least able to return it but not before it cost me over $6000, and I met
my ex-fiance who conned me out of all my money (I am certain I will see him on
some investigative TV show one day).
After less than two years, broke and broken down, I sold the condo and moved back to The Bay
Area. I began to curse G-d. I began to deny His existence. Loving G-d? Ha! Disillusioned but still hopeful, I continued to pray just in case He was really out there listening.
SCOTTSDALE, ARIZONA
For the next eleven years I continued to have a string of
bad things happen to me. I was
T-boned in another car accident and again unable to work for over six months,
and I had moved to Scottsdale, Arizona to cash in on the housing boom. I lost my job a few months after buying a condo and then my volatile ex-boss (who was not taking his bipolar meds
according to the manager) stalked me for months and eventually ran me out of town. During this time I miscarried for the second time in my life. I
suffered a severe depression and had to be
hospitalized twice. I left Arizona
and moved back home with my mother to recover from the depression.
KELNER AVE., COLUMBUS, OHIO
As soon as I had recovered and was
ready to begin my life again, I went to LA to search for apartments and a
job. I stayed with my younger
cousin, who was like a sister to me. This was the cousin who owned the ouija board from childhood. The night before I was scheduled to return to Ohio to pack my things and move across country,
she died from an accidental overdose of pain medication (she had out-patient
surgery the day before) while I was sleeping on her couch. Needless to say I was devastated when I
found her. I was completely pissed off at the G-d who never seemed to show up in my
life, but still I went to the services and sat shiva (mourning) as we
Jewish people have been instructed to do. I prayed for G-d to please
please please give me some sign that He is there, but none came. I
could not be comforted spiritually. In my grief, I opened
myself up psychically and begged my deceased cousin to come say goodbye, which she did in my
dreams. She “told” me not to let
this deter me or set me back, so I decided to go ahead with the move to LA and get on
with my life.
COLFAX AVE., STUDIO CITY, CA
I had secured a job and moved to Studio City, and within four months
after my cousin died, I began experiencing a “ghost” in my bed at night with
me, pinning me to the bed, and laying on top of me with a heavy weight, suffocating me. It felt as if it was trying to suck the
life out of me. It sexually groped
my ex, and he went running from my apartment at midnight, completely freaked
out. I consulted with my neighbors who were also having a similar experience with a ghost lady laying on top of them in bed, so at least I knew I wasn't losing my mind or hallucinating!
While these bad things were happening over the years, my
belief in G-d had unraveled. I
never stayed in a place long enough to join a synagogue, and I got my dose of
Jewishness during the High Holidays.
I drifted away from religion.
As my life took negative turns, I became angry, blamed G-d, cursed G-d,
took my love away from Him, and publicly turned my back. I warned G-d many times that He was losing me, and that I was going to turn away if He didn't answer, but still, bad things kept happening. My friends gave me books to read about losing faith and how to restore it. I talked in great depth with devout Jews, who tried to help me keep the faith. I tried for years to feel G-d and to believe in Him, but felt that G-d had abandoned me like everyone else did. I was sad. I felt alone. I missed G-d, but I was angry. So, when this scary “ghost” pinned me down to my bed with all her weight every night at 3:00am in
LA, and eventually showed herself to me as an apparition at the foot of my bed, I didn't turn to G-d for help or protection. I called Bill Mitchell, a psychic medium I knew from back home. I called him from the land line because I was having troubles with all of my electronics, which malfunctioned routinely. When he told me about Rose, the line went dead. I called him back and he told me Rose did that because she likes me, is attached to me, is influencing me, and does not want to leave. He warned me it would take A LOT of effort to get her to leave, if she would even leave at all.
In what Bill termed a "White Magic" ceremony, he helped me remove the “ghost” named Rose, who he said was a good girl from a nice family, a kindred adventuresome spirit who at 38 had left Illinois for an acting career in LA. Unfortunately she got involved with a married agent, booked a few jobs, then was dumped when the wife discovered the affair. She turned to alcohol and prostitution in the end, and died from an OD of alcohol and barbiturates about 50 years ago. He said I HAD to get her to leave because I had become her "party buddy." I rarely drank alcohol, but at 4:00am I found myself up and downing shots so I could get back to sleep. I guzzled down Nyquil if that was all I had. Anything to get back to sleep. Bill said my drinking was her influence on me, and I told him that yes, it did feel as if she was trying to BE me, or live through me, or possibly even get IN me. The night I saw bugs in my bed it felt like it could have been her grave. Plus the apartment reeked of a foul odor that no one else could smell. She also appeared inside a self-portrait I painted and had hanging on the wall. Plus she groped my lover and drive him from my apartment at midnight one night. She also visited my handsome young neighbor down the hall in the adjacent apartment and laid on top of him as well.
Yes, Rose had to go.
I invited some girlfriends over to help me remove the ghost so I wasn't alone. As instructed by psychic Bill Mitchell remotely in Columbus, we began the ceremony at 6:35 pm, as the hands of the clock were on the upswing. We prayed as I lit the pink candles that were marked with "Go to the light" and "Go Friendly" and "Rest in Peace" on them. We prayed as I offered pink roses to her as I was told to do. We prayed and commanded Rose to the light as I laid down a sea-salt perimeter (that was at least 2 inches wide!), and then sprinkled holy water around the entire perimeter of the apartment. Under no circumstance was I to extinguish the flames other than by snuffing them out. I was firmly warned not to blow the candles out under any circumstance. We had earthquakes in California, and since my furniture vibrated all the time, thinking we were having small tremors, I was worried the candles would be knocked over during an earthquake! My friend Karen agreed to stay in the bedroom all night just to be sure. There were five of us in all, and we had a wine and pizza party and encouraged Rose to go friendly to the light. She had done enough time in purgatory and now it was time to go be with God. We told her she wasn't missing a thing and that men still treated women like she was treated. That has not changed. So go to the light. Ok, the internet is new and cool, but that's all you're missing. Go to the light. Angels, Relatives, and friends, please help Rose and take her to the light. Let her soul rest in peace. Amen.
My friend Vicki, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly gasped and jumped up and off the bed!
Here is my friend freaking out and about to jump off the bed! Can you see the orb on her leg? She cried and said, "Something tried to sit in me." Notice how oddly the candles are burning (at an angle).
The candles were 50 cents apiece from the Dollar Store and could be expected to burn for three hours according to the label. We began at 6:35pm, but by 4:20am the last flame on the far left began sputtering and crackling. I fell asleep in the living room while Karen slept in the bedroom, but she did not wake up. Instead, I was awoken by the spirit, went into the bedroom to see Karen sleeping on the floor, I saw the last flame sputtering in the holy water and sea salt, and I snapped this photo. You can see the orb on the negative as well.
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| The final flickering candle began sputtering in the Holy Water, so I took these two photos, one right after the other. At exactly 4:30am I psychically called upon Bill Mitchell to help escort Rose the Ghost out of my bedroom. The final candle went out like a light switch! |
I stayed in the apartment for a year after Rose left.
MAGNOLIA BLVD., VALLEY VILLAGE, CA
A year after the “ghost Rose” was removed, I was in
another accident with my car, only this time the hydraulics on the trunk failed
and when I reached in the trunk to get something, it fell down on my arm,
crushing my radial nerve. I lost an entire
year of work with that injury. Temporarily disabled and unable to produce my usual income, I was forced to move to a crappy cheaper place in Valley Village. I adopted a cat and gained over 60 pounds, and again was rejected by the
man I loved (he said I got too fat and he no longer was attracted to me). While my relationship was deteriorating, my apartment suddenly became infested with huge black flies! Where the heck did they come from? There seemed to be hundreds of flies around all the windows. There was no decaying food, flesh, or trash in my apartment! The landlord could not figure out where they were coming from either, so after a mere six months I put my things in storage and moved out. Without a job and still disabled, I was now homeless. I loaded up my car with whatever I could cram into it, and I drove back to Ohio to regroup.
Now I was really
REALLY pissed off at G-d. I told Him He
lost me and I was no longer His daughter, and that He could go to hell. I cursed Him daily. I didn't go to temple during the High Holy days and when I was finally able to return to work, I worked instead. I cursed G-d publicly and denounced His existence to anyone who listened. On Yom Kippur I worked, ate anything I wanted, cursed G-d, and partied all night. So many people had betrayed me or abandoned me, and now it seemed G-d had betrayed and abandoned me,
too. I told G-d that He didn't deserve
my love or adoration. No way was I going to pray for any forgiveness,
or pray ever again. There was no G-d worthy of my praises, I thought. I recalled the six million Jews killed in the holocaust. Nope, no G-d there. I officially broke up with G-d and told him it was His fault that I never got married or had Jewish kids to honor our ancient religion and keep it going. With all these mixed marriages producing gentile children, our Jewish heritage is being diluted. If it was His will that I not give Him kids, and if it was His will that really bad things always had to happen to me, then He for sure was NOT a G-d I wanted anything to do with anymore.
CASSINGHAM RD., COLUMBUS, OHIO
I went to Columbus to get treatment for my injuries with
doctors that I knew. Needing a
fresh start, I decided to stay in Columbus. My doctor even said that if it wasn't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all. My family was beginning to see that I did indeed have a dark cloud over my head! I couldn't catch a break with anything! Even when I walked across hot burning coals at a Tony Robbins "Unleash the Power Within" seminar, they had to bring out a load of fresh hot coals and lay them down in my lane right before I walked across them! Oh no, I couldn't get to walk across the coals that had been trampled and cooled already. I had to have fresh hot new coals. Nothing was ever easy in my life. I had challenge after challenge to overcome. Where was that loving G-d everyone spoke about? He sure wasn't anywhere near my life!
I moved into an apartment in Columbus and the first night I was there I knew
there was “spirit” activity present, but it didn’t feel threatening so I
decided to ignore it and stay. It
was NOTHING like the last time, when I was pinned to the bed with fear, having
some entity sucking the life of out me.
I figured if I could defeat that ghost, then surely a little boy ghost
would be no problem. I also felt the presence of an old Eastern European lady. I had been
told by several prominent psychics that I was also psychic, and a famous
psychic in Hollywood told me that I took astral walks and left my body. I didn’t want to hear that, and shut
myself down psychically. Godzilla
had stopped chasing me a long time ago, I forced the lady on my bed out, and
now a little boy ghost and a little old lady ghost should be no big deal. I would just ignore them.
After asking around, my neighbor agreed that a little boy ghost lived here, and she told me that her
three year old son never slept in his own bed since the night they moved
in. My landlord confirmed this
place was haunted and said the previous owner told him when he bought the
property that a little boy ghost lived here. Plus my friend and I had seen the boy ghost run down my
hallway with our very own eyes. I was happy to have witnesses and felt reassured that I wasn't seeing things!
My doorbell rang all the time with a ring that wasn’t my
ringer. My doorbell goes DING but
the bell would ring as DING DONG DING DONG, DING DONG DING DONG and no one
would be at the door. As time went
on, it was becoming more and more difficult to ignore. It rang when I had people visiting me, and again I was glad to have witnesses. My family had thought I was crazy a long time ago. No one else had these experiences but me.
Two weeks ago, my friend’s twelve year old daughter bought an ouija board and played with it
at her house, then came to my apartment the next day to ghost hunt. I refused to let her bring the ouija
board here to my place, but I was curious to see if we could get the little boy
to talk to us and tell us how we could help him cross over to the light. At this point, I still believed I had a ghost haunting this place. Later I would become convinced it was actually demonic.
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| My cat began to be bullied by unseen energy. I was able to photograph odd light anomalies whenever she became agitated. |
Between the young girl and I, we captured enough evidence of
spirit activity that would make a professional ghost hunter green with
envy. We did the Q&A
flashlight test for two days, and other friends came by to witness the conversations. We recorded EVPs (Electronic Voice Phenomenon), including a full sentence of a little boy’s
creepy voice, although to be honest, I cannot verify that this is a bonafide EVP. It is a long sentence which is most unusual in the phenomenon of EVPs. I am not 100% convinced it is genuine. There were other people in the room when this was recorded, and there is a possibility that it could have been faked when I was away in the basement (although everyone present swore up and down that they did not record it).
While the above EVP was possibly being captured on tape in the living room, my friend's daughter and I were conducting the flashlight test downstairs in the basement. We placed the flashlight on a concrete floor so any vibration from wood floorboards could not accidentally make the light go on or turn off. I asked if I had seen its apparition, had it shown itself to me and my friend.
We were speaking directly to SOMETHING, and in doing so opened the doorway by giving it attention and life. Bad move on my part.
I had to disconnect the
doorbell after a while because it rang and rang and rang. I captured orbs swirling around in the
living room and bedroom. My cat BB began to become involved. What was she seeing that I wasn't seeing? I felt under attack!! And I could noises buzzing around my head and making the walls creak. That was the worse part. I could feel them, and see light anomalies with the camera, and I could hear them. Ugggh. A swarm of orbs. No wonder I hate insects!! If you follow this link to You Tube, watch the orbs fly around at the following seconds on the video: 33, 29, 41, 57. The video is a minute and a half long, too long to upload to the blog directly. The changes in light on the wall are from the TV set, which was on:
http://youtu.be/YznEVU7d5Ww
What the heck was BB watching?? Watch the left side of the screens, and there's one where an orb shoots straight up the middle.
Watch the orb fly in from the left:
Watch from the left by BB's left ear.
Can you see the orb by the light socket?
I saw
black orbs flying around with my own eyes. I heard popping and banging and clanging of dishes at
night. Suddenly, now that I had
acknowledged a presence here, it really stepped up the activity. The app on my phone that I was using began to make a constant thundering noise.
I got scared and wrote on Facebook to
the company that made the ghost hunting equipment I was using, who advised me
that the device, which was making thundering sounds, may be
malfunctioning. I told them all
about the activity, and next thing I know, a Demonologist from New York wrote
to me. He saw my post on
Facebook. He was worried for
me. He advised me that it was his
opinion the little boy ghost was indeed a demon, and with all the activity I
mentioned, he said I had a classic demon infestation. The doorbell ringing was classic. If I opened the door and no one was there, it was an
“invitation” for satan to enter.
Luckily, I never opened my door for strangers. The Demonologist said doing the flashlight Q&A is akin
to using an oiuja board, again an invitation to enter.
I freaked out.
I believed him. I had
watched all those ghost hunting shows and was obsessed with them. I knew that demons took the form of
children to disarm the person and get them to feel pity and try to help, thus
inviting demons in. I had been
fooled. I was tricked into talking
to this “boy,” offering to help and giving him energy. When I discovered it was indeed a
demon, I got scared. The activity
grew and freaked me out more. Watch the bottom third of the TV screen, from right to left, and you will see an orb pass by the screen and across BB's back.
I was watching TV, so BB's eyes are reflecting the light. You can see orbs flying all around if you look closely. I could actually HEAR these orbs hitting the walls and causing sounds like bugs flying into the wall! Creepy as hell.
You can really hear the clicking of the orbs in this video:
I knew that with demons, a medium could
not cure my problem. With the White Magic used by me and the medium in LA, I could put
a band aid on but not cure it. I was now convinced something bad was either following me from
place to place, or I was attracting whatever energy was already present. I knew sage would
not work. I had tried smudging in LA
and that “ghost’ kept coming back night after night to lay in my bed and
torment me. I knew now the only
help would have to come from a G-d I didn’t believe existed. How would I be able to believe? If I didn’t believe in G-d, how could I
believe He would or could save me from the clutches of satan? And then the biggest question arose: How can I believe in satan but not believe in G-d? For every ying there is a yang, right? Joy/sorrow. Happy/sad. Good/evil.
I called an Orthodox Rabbi for help. In Judaism I was taught not to believe in the devil or pay any attention to satan, but the two Rabbis I met suggested I put Kosher scrolls in the mezuzahs and hang them throughout the doorposts in my apartment. I did what they instructed. I spent $350 for Kosher scrolls and ordered additional mezzuzahs.
I called a Priest on the advice of the Demonologist who was helping me through the lonely scary nights. I began seeking out a Native American Indian medicine woman. Maybe the land was cursed? Maybe I was cursed? I studied the Buddhists’ and Muslims’ beliefs in satan. My study of comparative religion had begun. I went to see a nice Pastor that I knew and whose company I enjoyed, and I began to go to his church to find a path back to the G-d I had forsaken.
So in sheer desperation, and on blind faith, I trusted all the millions of people who believed
in G-d. With blind faith, I turned
to Jesus for help. For me, Jesus put a face to G-d and made Him
approachable. Now desperate, I turned to Christ, mainly because I could now talk to G-d through someone who seemed like a nice Jewish guy! He was a cool dude artist-type with long hair. I like cool dude artist-types! I could talk to this young Jewish guy. And anyway, if Jesus could save so many people on the planet, maybe He could save me,
too. So I began praying to Jesus to help me. I took the leap of faith and went for it. I was already so lost, I figured what else did I have to lose? Since I refused to talk to the G-d of Abraham, who perpetually let me down, let me try talking to a Jewish carpenter who seems to have G-d's ear.
The Demonologist suggested that I read about the Book of Job. Once I learned of Job's ordeal, it began to dawn on me that I had failed miserably in the test of Job. Was I was being punished for my terrible sins against G-d? Had satan been allowed to toy with me to test my faith? Was satan winning my soul???
When I listened back to the EVP voices I had recorded, some of
the words were: flu, cough, lung,
throat, worried, Carroll. My
doctor is Dr. Carroll. The next
day I was sick with the flu. Was
this an attack on me? I had to
spend the next week home alone in bed every day, with the activity escalating,
and I recorded it all because I knew people would think I had lost my
mind. Was the virus messing with my brain? I didn’t want anyone
coming to see me because I was contagious. I was afraid I was also contagious spiritually and didn’t
want any of my loved ones coming in contact with these demons I was now openly
dealing with. Suddenly my apartment felt like a transit terminal, with negative energy coming and going.
The next weekend I found comfort again in the small church where the nice Pastor I knew
ministered, and on Sunday (five days ago) I broke down in a heap of tears and told him
everything that was going on. He
knew that I had been struggling with my faith for some time now. The Pastor, and three other people of
the cloth prayed for me, and I prayed with all my heart and soul, fearful that
satan was going to get me if I didn’t find a way to connect with G-d.
On Sunday I said the appropriate
prayers and I was saved. Let the
chips fall where they may with my Jewish family, I thought. They aren't harassed by demons like I am. They don’t lay in their beds at night
scared out of their wits, being pinned down by an entity, heart pounding in their chest, paralyzed with fright. They
didn’t curse G-d and turn their backs on Him. They aren’t being punished for their sins against G-d like I now thought I was being punished. They say G-d is loving, but the bible also says he punishes the wicked! The bible says to FEAR Him! Oh, I was fearing Him now all right. If I could finally connect to G-d through Jesus Christ, then so be it. At least I was making the connection.
Attending church helped me. Finally, after thirteen years of doubt, I found my way back
to G-d. Whatever had been going on
all these years was more than just a run of bad luck. My life was at stake now. satan wanted my soul.
Of this, I was certain.
On Monday, I took the advice of Pastor James and marked my
doors and windows with blessed oil.
I then had the St. Benedict medals I bought blessed by a Priest from a
nearby Catholic church. I hung the Kosher mezzuzahs on
all the doorposts in my apartment. I figured I would fight satan with all
religious barrels loaded. As the Rabbis told me, "There are things, but we ignore them!" The
Rabbi told me there are always "things' around us, but we don't give
them attention! "There are THINGS?" I questioned. "Yes," he replied,
"but I will tell you that all souls are accounted for by G-d." Now my
brain was really working! If all souls are accounted for, then what are
these THINGS? Apparently they are not good souls, because those are
accounted for by G-d. So what about the bad souls? If bad souls are
claimed by satan, and satan's hell is right here on Earth, then the bad
souls are also accounted for by G-d, only they do not return to G-d.
They are left here with satan. The rabbi confirmed for me that the soul
of an innocent child would NOT be left for satan to claim. I now knew
that the little boy ghost I had seen run down my hall could be a demon in
disguise.
On my way home from the store, I stopped at my Christian
friend's house to drop off blessed medals for her and her daughter, the one who
played with the ouija board at her house the night before and then did the
ghost hunting with me the next day at my place.
While I was there, my friend wanted us to pray together. The following is what happened, and
it’s nothing short of a miracle.
I asked G-d to please help guide me as I randomly opened her
New Testament Bible, and I opened it to a passage in the Old Testment: Ezekial
33:14-20, which addresses the subject of lost faith and sin.
I tried to photograph the page so I would remember it and
refer to it later, but the photo was covered in blackness, with only a few
lines readable. Plus it was upside down! The part about
sinners dying really freaked me out.
It confirmed for me what I already knew. My life was literally at stake here. I was standing on the edge of the abyss
and looking down into it. I had
sinned terribly by cursing G-d, blaspheming daily. I was not able to
photograph the page like my friend did.
Instead, I had three black lines on my picture.
We thought the camera malfunctioned, so I took another
picture of the Bible.
Again, the
photo was shrouded in blackness. When I opened to this
scripture in particular, it hit home just how badly I had sinned against
G-d. My eyes filled with
tears. Three lines of black. I had
seen people get scratched in three rows before. I literally began to pray for my
life.
I took a picture of the room but that came out just fine. My
camera was working just fine. I
tried another photo of the Bible page and again, most of the scripture was
covered in blackness but there was some light that I could see, and that gave
me hope. It scared me to death that the pages were getting darker. I took it as a sign that satan was really fighting for me now. Something didn't want me to see the word of G-d, that's for sure!
I decided to focus on the light and squelch my rising
fear. I kept praying for help.
I closed the Bible and asked G-d to please hear my
prayers. I asked, “What do I do, G-d?” I opened the Bible to
Psalms 31-32. My friend
photographed this page and it came out fine on her camera.
As I read Psalm 31 out loud I felt G-d was answering me,
instructing me to atone for my sins against Him. My friend was praying with me, and I had my hand on the Bible while she had her hand on top of mine. As I recited the Psalm, the veil
lifted and I knew exactly what G-d wanted me to do. I began to understand that I had not asked for forgiveness
yet! As this realization washed
over me, I felt a surge of unexplainable energy enter my body and I felt
lightened. My friend said that it
was the Holy Spirit, and it was the same feeling I had in church on Sunday,
with Pastors and Bishops praying over me, and they also called it the Holy
Spirit. She swears that as I read this Psalm, she could feel my hand levitate
and rise up from the page, and she could feel the Holy Spirit enter me.
I took more
pics and the page was still black, blacker even, except for one sliver of
light, and again I focused on the light and saw it as a ray of hope. I knew it was more of satan’s
trickery to get me to be afraid. satan was stepping it up now that he knew he was losing me to G-d. Although frightened out of my wits, I knew that satan did not want me to see what G-d
was instructing me to do.
I kept the fear down and continued to read out loud. As I recited Psalm 31 out loud I felt
the painful agony of remorse for the sins I committed against G-d by blaming
Him for all the bad in my life, by defiling His name, by denouncing His
existence, and by turning my back on His love. All in all I took seven darkened
pictures of the Bible, and four perfectly clear photos of my friend’s living
room.
I looked at other chapters in the Bible while my friend took
my camera and took a picture of me reading it. As I feverishly prayed, the photo was finally much much
lighter. Again, I
felt a surge of energy flow through me, and again I think I experienced the
Holy Spirit. The darkness
was lifting, and I felt hopeful.
Knowing now what I needed to do, I got in the car to drive
home. My cell phone was dead and oddly (or not) the charger would
not work in the car, so I accepted G-d's will that I leave the phone alone and
concentrate on praying for forgiveness.
I began singing the Hebrew prayer of atonement from Yom Kippur, "Aveinu
Malkeinu," as I felt G-d had just instructed me to do, and again I felt the Holy
Spirit. I begged Him for forgiveness,
and promised to never doubt Him again.
I thanked Him for hearing my prayers. I thanked Him for being a merciful, loving, and forgiving
G-d. I praised Him as tears of
regret and remorse poured out of me.
I had been so spiritually lost and barren for so many years, and I truly
had missed the love of G-d that I once knew and believed and trusted.
I thanked G-d
for giving me an opportunity to find my way back to Him, because had He not
allowed this pestilence to happen I may have still been lost and hunted by
demons. I apologized for flunking
the test of Job, and prayed that G-d would have mercy on my soul.
When I got home, I said the prayer for hanging mezzuzahs and
then I hung the kosher mezzuzahs on two my five door posts. The Rabbi ordered the other three, and yesterday I hung them all. As commanded, I kiss the mezzuzahs now and praise G-d when I come and when I go.
When I arrived home that night. BB the cat was looking at the unseen forces
flying around in the air again and I heard them buzzing but ignored them,
distracting BB with toys instead.
I got in bed and asked for help in praying. I opened an old prayer book that was my grandfather's,
and guess what page I landed on!
The prayer for the Day of Atonement!!! So I recited those prayers again (same ones I sang in the
car, Aveinu Malkeinu), and again felt the Holy Spirit enter my body and I felt
lighter. I pulled out my Old
Testament and asked G-d to please guide me. I opened to Amos IX.
I had never even heard of the small little Book of Amos! This scripture talked about how G-d punished the Israelites for their
sins and scattered them to far lands, killed the sinners even, then eventually
returned the forgiven to the land to plant trees that bore fruit, fields that
fed them, and gave them land on which they thrived! "and I will plant them upon their land and they shall
no more be pulled up out of their land which I have given them". For me, it meant returning home,
being forgiven, and being given the hope of thriving after being spiritually
scattered. I really had been scattered to different lands. I had lived in Ohio, France, Israel, California, New York, Florida, Arizona, back to California, then back to Ohio where my life began! I felt that everything
was going to be okay now.
As I laid on my bed where I had placed amulets of protection
given to me by the Rabbi in the Judaica store, I could feel my bed vibrate and
heard popping noises and felt satan's feeble attempts to rile my fear yet
again, but I ignored it. I
listened to my Jewish music and sang out loud. Shema. Aveinu
Malkeinu. Shalom Rav.
I even apologized to BB the cat for bringing such bad causes
onto her. She was a very stressed out cat.
Then my friend (who said prayers over me and had this
experience with the darkened photos of the Bible with me) called. She said she thought that some of the
demons remained in her home after I left.
She said there was a loud bang in her house, shaking it in fact, and
when she checked on the boiler it spewed out a white “cotton ball” mist she had
never seen before, which frightened her, and she ran out of the basement. She said it was a huge explosion, and
we determined that it happened while I was reading the Amos IX chapter out loud
(about being punished, forgiven, and then returned to a thriving land with wine
and fruit!!). She said the boiler
made a few more noises, then shut itself off. The next day the repair man came and said the explosion was
so forceful it broke not just the boiler but also the pipes.
I think a miracle happened Monday night. G-d heard my prayers, answered me,
showed me what He wanted of me, forgave me, and filled me with His Holy
Spirit. Then, with a loud clap, He
expelled the demons that followed me to my friend’s house and sent them back to
hell. I finally slept for five
dreamless, quiet hours!
The next night, still jittery because BB was jittery, I
ignored my fear and shut it down, prayed to G-d for protection and forgiveness
again, then fell asleep for 8 hours.
I dreamed for the first time in weeks, and in this dream a girl I hired
to do a job for me accused me of being a “thief.” Disturbed by her accusation,
I argued that I never stole anything, and I reminded her that I paid her on
time every time! She said, “Yes,
but you are a time stealer.” Again
I argued that I paid her for every moment of her time! When I woke up I was upset, but
throughout the day I realized that yes, I did steal time. I stole time away from G-d when I could
have praised His glory all those years.
That second morning, I slept so hard I overslept. Then I got stuck at the drive-thru when
I stopped to grab breakfast. They
got my order wrong twice so I pulled forward to wait for them to get it
right. I yelled at the manager who
brought my food out for the third time.
On the way to work, I hit every red light and got behind two school
buses and a public transportation bus.
I had to slow down through two school zones. I knew that satan wasn’t done testing me and my newly
devoted soul, but I reminded him I was indeed the daughter of G-d and nothing could
deter me from loving Him now. I
felt badly that I had yelled at the manager, so next time I go there I’m going
to apologize!
Wednesday night I couldn’t sleep. I was still scared, even though I shouldn't have been. As long as I was filled with G-d, satan couldn't touch me. BB was calm but the house creaked. I'm still a little jittery. My bed still shook and vibrated. At 3:00am I recalled a beautiful picture of Jesus that I saw of Him in church with his hand opened, beckoning us to take it.
I imagined myself taking his hand and I asked Him to please be
with me. I asked Him to hold my hand while I dozed off, and then He did a most remarkable
thing. He took my hand and drew me into him, wrapped both His arms around me, and then spooned me until I passed out!! I didn't ask to be spooned, but it was really what I needed
to feel safe so I could sleep. I
never in a million years imagined I would have Jesus in my life, yes because of
my Jewish upbringing but also because I didn't believe in Him as my Savior. That night, I "tried Him out"
with hand-holding, but He delivered with a full embrace of a healing and protective light
all around me!!! I slept like a baby
in His arms. THAT WAS SOOOOO TRIPPY!!!!!
I want my Jewish people to know that I have not lost a thing regarding
my Jewish heritage, I have only added to it.
I believe I was truly saved by Christ this week. Had I not asked Him for help to bring
me closer to G-d, would I have had that experience at my friend’s house with
the guidance over the Bible, and then forgiveness??????? I needed to put a face to G-d to
connect. Jesus seemed like the
best guy for the job.
If I had any lingering doubt, it was all erased Wednesday night.
So the strangest thing is that I now have a lil crush on Jesus! Lol. My friend says that can happen
when one is filled with Holy Spirit.
She called it "Jesus Syndrome!"
Last night, exhausted, I slept for twelve dreamless wonderful hours! In fact, it was so quiet in the apartment that you could hear a pin drop. It has never been that quiet in here, so it was actually an adjustment to get used to the silence. BB was sleepy, lazy, calm, and loving, and I was glad for her as well.
The Priest is coming on Monday morning to bless my home and I
will continue to pray, wear the medal of St. Benedict, wear the Chamsa
(protection from the evil eye), kiss the mezuzahs and remember G-d’s glory when
I enter and exit my home, praise G-d every chance I get, and continue my
spiritual education. G-d showed up
for me in a most spectacular way, and with such signs and wonder there is no
way I could ever doubt His existence ever again. I'm in awe! Joy
and awe. This is my
testimony to the Power of G-d, to His existence, to His love, to His mercy, to
His forgiving nature, and to His glory. If you are struggling with your faith like I did for
so many years, just know that He loves you, He will forgive you, and He will show up and lead you
where you need to go. All you have
to do is ask. You don't even have to believe 100%. Just be open to the possibility and you will be astonished like I am. WITH SIGNS AND WONDERS AND AN OUTSTRETCHED ARM....He'll always take us back. Actually, He never leaves US! We're the ones who leave Him.
Something I learned along the way is the definition of FEAR. F=False. E=Evidence. A=Appearing. R=Real. False Evidence Appearing Real. satan will always use fear as a way to drive a wedge between us and G-d. Fear feeds satan, as does negative emotion such as anger, hatred, jealousy, and envy. I now fully believe that satan was an angel who fell to Earth from Heaven. This is a satanic world in which we live, the devil's playground. I know satan will continue to poke at me and all of us, but the foundation of my house has now been poured with the love of G-d. It is a good foundation. It is strong now and will withstand all the storms.
I opened the Old Testament again and asked G-d to guide me in prayer and study. I landed on a page that said as clear as day: THOU SHALT NOT PUT FALSE PROPHETS ABOVE ME. I AM THE LORD THY G-D. I AM ONE.
Ok, G-d. No more psychics. No more mediums. Not all ministers are ordained by You, either, so I'll keep that in mind when I speak to people who claim they have the word of G-d. I got it. You are the ONLY one. Baruch HaShem. Praise G-d.
Anyway, I couldn't wait to tell you this amazing story. Sweet dreams tonight, by the way. Well, for me I hope I have NO dreams! Last night I slept twelve long dreamless perfectly silent hours of sleep! Boy, I needed that!
A FEW WEEKS LATER:
It took a few days after the Priest blessed the apartment for the orbs to stop flying around so much. It got quiet at first for about a week, then the activity started up again. I still hear them creak into the wall or pop into the TV set, but I had the Priest bless some incense and I light it nightly now. When I lived in college and burned incense, I never had any trouble with activity, and the Demonologist told me that satan hates the smell of incense! Hooray for Gonesh #8! Anyway, when I sense the orb activity I ask my Guardian Angels to step in to protect me and BB and that seems to help quiet things down so I can sleep. I learned that we all have Guardian Angels, but unless we ask for help directly they don't necessarily intervene.
When I hear the activity, I also say in a confident fairly-fearless voice, "By the power of Jesus Christ of Nazareth I command you to leave!" and I tell them, "G-d made you and is therefore your Master. No one is above G-d, not even you, satan, and satan's minions. Therefore, on G-d's authority I command you out!" and then I throw Holy Water in the direction of the noise and it seems to stop. I also prayed the nine day prayer to Our Lady of Lourdes, and used Lourdes Water throughout the apartment. I marked all the doors and windows again with blessed oil. I hope at some point I won't have to do these rituals anymore! But nevertheless, I do pray to G-d now every night and every morning, and I do kiss the mezzuzahs when I enter and exit my home. Plus I attend church on Sundays now. And I have been keeping the Sabbath holy now more than I ever did!
Father Schalk from Christ the King Church did the house blessings, and blessed both me and BB. He told me something I will never forget. He said that satan's weapons are:
Fear
Anxiety
Doubt
Well, I'll for sure NEVER doubt G-d again, so I've got that one mastered already. But when I'm home alone and the apartment is creaking and popping and dishes are clanging in the kitchen at 3:00am, fear and anxiety are more difficult to manage. Just know that when we feel fear and anxiety, it will feed satan, and if we can remember that fear is FALSE EVIDENCE APPEARING REAL, then we can squelch the fear and limit the anxiety. It's my goal to starve satan, so when I hear him rummaging around I now throw Holy Water and burn incense in his direction and command him out in Jesus' name. Doing these activities seems to lessen the fear and brings on more of a sense of empowerment than anxiety. My neighbors probably think I've lost my mind but Hey! Whatever works, right?!!
Plus the Priest told me the same thing the Rabbis did: All souls are accounted for by G-d.
I can only take the Jewish approach of ignoring the activity and noise for so long, then I end up getting out of bed, using Holy Water, and commanding them out. Every night I pray for a peaceful home and life. People ask me why I don't just move! No way am I being chased out of my own life or home. I have been running from something my whole life! satan cannot win. Only G-d can triumph now. Now that the apartment and grounds have been blessed by the Priest, I have been blessed, the cat has been blessed, all souls have been prayed for and encouraged to go with G-d, and my apartment is marked by Kosher mezzuzahs and blessed oils, you would think the activity would stop. But the activity continues. I even hung that beautiful picture of Jesus up on the living room wall, but still...at 11:11pm all the way through to 7:15am there is banging, clanging, footsteps, creaking, and popping noises going on. I'm not afraid anymore, although I do think this place is like a transit terminal, with many poor lost souls coming through! Every night satan tests me, but I just say, "Go away satan and take your minions with you. you have no business here now. My soul belongs to G-d. you are wasting your time with me." The activity quiets down after I proclaim my love for G-d. My lease will be up in January, and I may move then, depending on how I feel. Right now I feel pretty fine and untouchable because I am filled with love and faith.
In the end, when it's all said and done, after getting spiritually "spanked," I have finally released the anger and I've come home to my Father's loving embrace. I'm really happy about that. I missed G-d terribly, and I'm pretty sure He missed me, too.
Sunday
June 9, 2013
5:30am.
The orbs are back.
BB is running around the house like a lunatic, tail flicking, ears back,
a low meow here and there. I
videotaped the light swarm and tried to stay calm. I taped the orbs swirling about the bedroom and into the
hallway for at least an hour.
The attack was relentless. I ignored them for a while, but my anxiety and anger began
to grow. While filming, I grabbed
the bottle of Holy Water that was always on my nightstand.
“Get out in Jesus’ name!” I commanded in a firm voice, and
flung the Holy Water around the room.
“Get OUT!”
To my horror, while in the presence of Holy Water the orbs
continued their assault on me and my cat. I began to recite “The Lord’s Prayer,” and squelched
my rising rear by focusing all my might on praying to G-d for help. Once again
the refrigerator began it’s sizzling hissing noise, so I went straight to it,
opened it, and flung Holy Water on the inside.
“In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, I command you
OUT. Get OUT of my home!”
I knew now that whatever the energy was in this apartment,
it FOR SURE got energy from the electricity coming from that fridge. It was no longer a coincidence to see
orbs and hear those unsettling hissing noises simultaneously.
By 7:00am, the sun had come up and the swarming
subsided. I still heard cracklings
in the wall and popping noises from the area of the unplugged television but I
ignored them.
That night before bed, I went through the house saying
prayers and flinging Holy Water everywhere. I found a gift a friend gave me of spiritual sage, which she
got from some Native American Indians in New Mexico. I lit the sage and smudged the apartment, praying to G-d and
honoring Him, the Sun Father, and Mother Earth per the instructions in the
packaging. I smudged my
apartment so much, the smoke set off the fire alarm! After I turned off the alarm, I prayed for all the
souls who might be lost and need to go to the light. I prayed for their families and loved ones to come help them
go. I prayed for Michael the
Archangel to intervene and help captive souls be released from satan’s
grip. I prayed to Hashem, I
prayed to Jesus, I repeated the “She’Ma” prayer over and over.
HEAR O ISRAEL, THE LORD IS OUR G-D, THE LORD IS ONE. BLESSED IS THE NAME OF THE KING WHO
REIGNS FOREVER AND EVER!
“She’ma Yisrael Adonai Elohenu Adonai Echad! Baruch Shem
Kevode Malchuto L’Olam Va’Ed.
It was quiet here for a while. Why the heck were they back? Was it because I had been tinkering with the Ghost Hunters
app again? I had begun recording
again. I still had three ghostly
blips on the radar screen. I don’t
know why I got the app again. I
deleted it and uploaded it four times by now. Recently I had begun ghost hunting again. Don’t ask me why. Addiction? Was I under the influence of satan, causing a complete
fascination with the demonic energy? Yes, for sure I was fascinated! Ghost Hunting was entrancing, luring me
back over and over again. Even as
I type this I have a deep desire to do a sweep and see if I can capture any
more EVPs. Is it true that once
the demonic “see” you, they never forget you? Do they really relentlessly punish and torment and hound
you? Do they continually test your
faith and push you to the outer limits of sanity? Can they cause cancer and sickness and accidents? Time to get a grip on myself here.
I prayed until I finally fell asleep, the She’Ma being the
last prayer on my lips. When
I die and meet Our Maker, I want that prayer to be the last Earthly thing I
say.
June 10, 2013
A friend calls me and tells me that he has known a guy for
30 years and he’s clairvoyant. My
friend said he shared the videos I posted on Facebook with his psychic friend,
who then said he wanted to talk to me.
He saw the little boy, hiding in the wall, right away! Plus there was more. The psychic had a particular interest
in this case for some reason. He
was drawn and wanted to help.
G (the psychic) and I connected on the phone and via emails
all week. He saw the ghost boy as
follows:
In overalls on farmland, before the houses were built (my
building was built in 1942). The
boy’s name was Benjamin, and he drowned.
He is attached to me, like a toddler clinging to his mommy’s apron. He “needs” me.
“G,” the psychic friend of our mutual friend, told me my
aura is blue, which is funny, because a month or so ago I met an 18 year old
man who also told me he is psychic, then also said my aura is blue and the
little boy drowned!! The 18 year
old guy said the name Phillip came up for him. Anyway, I found it quite cool that both guys said the boy
drowned and both of them said that my aura is blue.
Throughout the week, “G” texted his readings of me as they
came to him. He asked about a
sister who died. I never had a
real sister, unless you count the time my cousin Karyn and I exchanged blood
and were “blood sisters.” Karyn
was my younger cousin who passed away five years ago. “G” felt very strongly that there was something about a
sister, so I called my mom and dad and asked them if there was ever a
miscarriage, abortion, or a half-sibling I didn’t know about! My dad thought I had gone off the deep
end to ask a question like that.
“Just tell me, Dad.
Please? Did you ever
secretly get a girl pregnant and then get her an abortion when you were married
to mom?”
“What the hell kind of question is that, Susan?”
“Dad, please, it’s important. Is there anyone?
I won’t tell mom, I just need to know.”
I explained that I am in a desperate situation. I have no peace. I’m grasping at everything!
“No,” he said, “there is only you. You and your brothers.”
“Great! Thanks Dad!”
My phone rang.
It was “G.” He wanted to
talk.
“You keep bringing it back to you! Something you are doing is bringing them back. It’s like when you have ants and call
the exterminator. The exterminator
comes, sprays, and for a while the ants are gone. Soon enough, the ants are back! So you call the exterminator again and he comes out to find
there’s a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on the floor, and a piece of candy
under the counter, and these things are attracting the ants. You are doing something. You had the Priest “exterminate,” but
you still have the problem. Stop
what you are doing!”
“OK! I get it!”
I immediately deleted the ghost hunting apps. I immediately removed all ghost hunting
shows from my digital video recorder.
Was that it? Was I bringing
them back by focusing so much of my thoughts and energy onto ghosts? And to be honest, when they were gone I
missed the company. Isn’t that
nuts? After Rose left, I longed to see her again. Is that why/how I (subconsciously) invited them back?
“But I don’t want them to come anymore. I want them to go away and leave me
alone. How do I get them to leave
me alone?” I asked “G”. I already
knew how to surround myself in a protective white light. I always took it a step further and
imagined a white light around me inside a white eggshell, but recently I read
somewhere to also add some white-hot flashing lightening bolts into the mix,
too! “Is there
anything else I can do?” I pleaded.
“G” said, “Stay close to G-d. Breathe in and out three times and ask G-d to help you, then
listen. After you ask, you must be
quiet and listen! When you pray,
praise G-d a lot. He likes to hear
people praying to Him. Pray out
loud,” “G” said.
“OK, I can do that.
Thank you “G!”
All week I prayed to G-d for help in fixing this
problem. All week I exaulted the
glory of G-d and worshiped Him and praised Him and prayed to Him. I amazed even myself at how much
love I felt for G-d, when not that long ago I had turned away and cursed Him in
hatred and anger. I cried with
appreciation and love.
Then “G” sent me this text:
You created…something in your life a long long time
ago…you messed with bad stuff…it manifested…it grew….leave it go…be done with
it…stop feeding it….no more….stop taking ownership of it..
Keep G-d close…..always pray…listen…listen for His
wisdom…
What did I create?
I messed with bad stuff? I
knew I messed with a ouija board when I was a kid, but is that what he
means? My thoughts ran to my
deceased cousin, who, before she died, used to tell me; NO MORE! No more taking bullshit from guys! No more being taken advantage of by people who prey on our goodness! No more shenanigans! NO MORE!! “G” clearly said, “No more…”
“Maybe my cousin Karyn who died is the sister? She was like a sister.”
He said he sees her but that’s not it.
I told him that I didn’t know what his reading meant.
“G” said, “Yes you do.”
“Okay I’ll just have to pray and listen.”
It would be a few days, but soon the mystery would be
solved.
My mom, aunt, uncle, and I had planned a big garage sale for
the following Friday. I was
exhausted. I hadn’t slept all
week. The orbs and BB woke me up
every morning at 5:30am, and I couldn’t go back to sleep.
My arm hurt. A
week earlier the trunk of my car lost the hydraulics and crashed down on my
arm, AGAIN. This was the second pair of trunk hydraulics that failed. In 2009
the trunk crashed down on my arm, crushing the radial nerve, and I lost a year
of work! On top of two previous
whiplash injuries, my work hours have been reduced to two and a half days of
dental hygiene a week, which is still too much on my neck! Hurting my “working arm” yet
again was making me cranky at work.
I downed more ibuprofin and plowed through the pain. My neck and shoulder were killing me.
I had to move boxes, small furniture, and a ton of junk over
to my aunt’s house for the sale. I
was sore but put on a happy face.
On my way to the sale, I prayed again. I prayed for answers.
I prayed that my relatives and I would get along together all day in the
hot sun! I prayed that G-d would
hear me and have mercy on me, and give me the solution to my ghost
problem. I prayed and prayed and
prayed. I kept saying over and
over again, “G-d bless G-d! G-d
bless G-d!” I had asked so many
times for blessings for my self, as did billions of people, so I wanted to be
sure to make a blessing for G-d to bless Himself, too, while He’s at it!
The garage sale was going great for my aunt and uncle and my
mom, but my stuff wasn’t selling much at all. I tried selling autographed MolarTron books that I wrote for
kids, but sold none. Then, in the
middle of the morning, my aunt says,
“Do you want this old ouija board?”
She held the box out for me to take it. It was 40 years old, and the colors
were faded.
“Holy crap! Is
that the….? OMG! It IS!”
She presented me with the Holy Grail of current Holy
Grails!!! It was the OIUJA
BOARD from the 1970’s that my cousins and I played with! My Aunt and I played with that
board. Memories of using it on the
bed, with my two young cousins who were sisters, flooded my thoughts. I could hear us girls giggling, and
then screaming when the plastic pointer seemed to move up to the word YES with
almost no effort.
It had been buried deep within the bowels of my aunt and
uncle’s basement for about forty years now. I almost dropped to my knees as I thanked G-d for
hearing my prayers and answering me.
This was no coincidence.
Excitedly I emailed the Catholic Demonologist and told him
the original board had been found!
Or rather, it found me by the grace of G-d. He told me I needed to break the board and the
triangle thingie, sprinkle them
with Holy Water, then bury all the pieces at least a foot underground. NEVER BURN THE OUIJA BOARD!!! Evidentally the spirits are bound to
the board and if burned, they are released. So sprinkle Holy Water to disarm it, break it up, and BURY
BURY BURY! I didn’t have
Holy Water on me, and in an hour I was supposed to meet my 95 year old
grandmother for dinner. How would
I be able to do both? I’d just
have to be late to dinner.
The garage sale was coming to an end, so I helped my uncle
bring some heavy granite tiles back into the garage. Next thing ya know he slipped and dropped the heavy tiles on
my bad arm!! Excruciating pain
shot through my forearm and traveled all the way up to my already-injured
neck. I went inside to ice the newly
swollen purple bruise and accidentally hit my head on a towel rack. OWW! Immediately I knew I was under attack. satan did NOT want me to bury that
board and he was making that very clear.
“You can’t have me, satan, I belong to G-d.” I said out loud
as I grabbed my uncle’s shovel and put it in the car. “Keep away from me.
I AM THE DAUGHTER OF G-D!
LEAVE ME BE! IN G-D’S NAME
I COMMAND YOU BACK TO HELL!!!!!
PRAISE G-D, TO WHOM ALL PRAISE IS DUE!”
When I was done with the garage sale, I put the ouija board
in the trunk of my car and carefully drove home to sprinkle the board with the
Holy Water I kept by my bedside.
As soon as I could break the board and neutralize it, I was hoping I
would feel safe again. I was a
nervous wreck while driving, and was very mindful of everything and everyone
around me. Finally, I pulled
into my driveway, calmly went inside and got the Holy Water and a hammer, and
proceeded to break the plastic thingie and the board, neither of which broke
easily. I had to put my weight
into it! The board seemed like
solid wood! I hammered the crap
out of that board, praying to G-d, praying to Jesus, and finally, breaking down
into a sobbing heap full of wonder, awe, joy, relief, gratitude, sadness, and
remorse.
“Fuck YOU, satan, and all your minions!” I shouted as I
hammered that board. “Go straight
to hell and leave me and my family alone!” The tears rolled down my face and the sweat soaked my
clothes. Either that board had
hardened over the years or they made a much sturdier board back in the old
days. I was hammering what felt
like a slat of solid wood. It was
very difficult to break, but I was born in the Chinese year of the ox and there
was NO WAY that board was not getting broken in that moment! I stepped on one half and bent the
other half up until it snapped in two.
I broke my nails but I didn’t care. I could get another manicure later. I beat the shit out of the plastic
pointer, too, making sure I broke the round plastic magnifier in the
middle. By this point I was
sobbing. My hair was soaked and
strands of it were stuck to my face.
The sun was beating down on me, and I could feel my fair skin getting
fried without sunscreen.
Suddenly, in a massive wave of deep despair and sadness, I
missed my cousin Karyn, who was the owner of the board. She had died five years earlier from an
overdose after minor surgery. She
accidentally took too much prescription pain medicine in the middle of the
night while I slept on the air mattress in the living room.
If I ever had a
little sister, it was Karyn. The
image of her warm but lifeless body in my arms smacked my memory as hard and as
violently as I smacked that board.
I found her, dead, but still warm, at 8:00am. Like a madwoman, I did CPR on her corpse until the
paramedics literally pried me off of her.
She had had sinus surgery the day before, and blood covered her face,
the blankets, the bed, my hands, my mouth, and my nightgown. The stench of her dead blood now wafted
through the air and assaulted my nose. Here is an excerpt from my journal a week after her death:
Sat, May 12, 2007 9:24 am
My cousin, Karyn, was about to have her 39th birthday this Tuesday. I swear, I am so pissed off at G-d right now. Karyn was walking and talking and laughing and it was the second time she had this surgery and it seemed to be no big deal. In fact, no one at the surgery center even gave me her discharge papers and told me to watch for this or that, and 12 hours later she died in her sleep. Of course I was the one to find her. There was so much blood on her sheets and pillows and blankets, in part because she bled so much in the night and in part from me wiping it away from her face with any sheet, blanket, or pillow I could grasp so I could get an airway, the police at first thought it could be a crime scene.
Anyway, I will just say that I am really upset about coming to the realization that G-d hates me. I am not sure what I did in this lifetime to deserve so much trauma and heartache, and I feel I better talk to a Rabbi soon before I become someone who has no faith left. Last night in shul I could not even mouth the prayers as I felt so entirely disconnected from G-d and the last thing I was going to do was to praise Him for being so great. These feelings are hurting me immensely and I don't know what to do. Most people lean on their religion in hard times but I feel G-d has let me down so many times and is not here for me....so where do I lean? I'm spiritually lost right now.
Those horrible memories tormented me while I wailed on the board, but I
somehow stayed focused on disarming it.
“Fuck you, satan!
And fuck all your minions.
You demons go straight to hell and LEAVE ME ALONE! Please G-d,” I pleaded, “Please help me. Please help me do this. Please keep me safe and protect
me. Please give me peace, and fill
me with your light,” I sobbed.
I doused all the pieces again with Holy Water just for good
measure, put them all carefully in the trunk next to my uncle’s shovel,
sprinkled more Holy Water on the pieces and on myself, dried my eyes and got my
shit together, then headed over to my grandmother’s for dinner.
Did the world really look brighter? It seemed to me that the lighting had
changed a little. You know how it
is on a cloudy day, when the sun comes out from behind a cloud? That is what I experienced just by
dousing that board with Holy Water.
I looked up to the sky but it was as blue as blue could be. Not a cloud in sight. Hmmm. I wondered briefly how that was possible, but I had to think
about where to bury the fucking thing after dinner with Granny.
I was totally preoccupied during dinner at the retirement
center. Other family members and
friends were there, but all I wanted to do was eat and run. It would be sundown soon, and that
board had to go into the ground before the Sabbath! By the time I left my grandmother’s, I had about one hour
until Shabbos.
The Demonologist told me that I should bury the board where
it will not be disturbed for at least five years. We decided that the back corner of the yard in my mom’s
rental house would be perfect. I
dug the foot long hole alone. I
sprinkled the ground and hole with Holy Water. I carefully placed the broken pieces in the hole and
sprinkled more Holy Water. I said
the beautiful prayers the Demonologist gave me and covered the hole. I sprinkled more Holy Water, and also
made it in the sign of the cross.
When I was finished, I went and sat down on my mom’s patio furniture to
rest and ponder what the fuck just happened. What a week!
Suddenly, a small dollop of bird poop landed right over my heart. satan just had to sling one last bit of
crap on me, didn’t he?
When the sun set, my family and I lit candles, drank wine,
and ate bread together after saying all the prayers in Hebrew. We gladly welcomed the Sabbath and it
was a beautiful night. I felt
relieved, happy, and full of gratitude.
When I got home, I hopped in the shower. I was thanking G-d so much the whole
way home, I thanked Him when I got home safely, and I thanked Him when I was in the shower, too!
“Thank you, HaShem.
Thank you, HaShem. Thank
you, thank you, thank you!” Then I
think I had a revelation. Now I
admit I had some wine at dinner, but I was by no means drunk.
While naked in the shower, hair full of shampoo, I began sobbing in grief for my cousin Karyn. I was overcome with guilt, too, because even though it was Karyn's ouija board, I often initiated playing with it. I felt that if something evil helped kill her prematurely, then I had some measure of responsibility because I was the older cousin. I helped bring bad things onto all of us. I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed with grief and guilt. Suddenly, Jesus
appeared to me as a full-bodied, fully clothed vision. Was I hallucinating? What the
heck? It was Jesus!
I looked at him with eyes wide-open, fascinated, bewildered,
and in awe. Jesus was standing
there in the shower with me. He
was smiling at me, and I was overcome with feelings of reassurance and love. Everything was going to be better now. Life would be good again. Jesus stood there smiling at me, his arms open and inviting, and I was awestruck and full of joy. Then, all of the sudden, satan’s face took the place of Jesus’ face, but I knew it was
a trick of satan! satan’s face seemed like a cheap Halloween mask to me.
I shouted through the rain of shower water, “I rebuke you,
satan! You can’t trick me anymore! I know
your tricks so leave here! I
belong to G-d! You can never shake
my faith again, EVER! Go straight
to hell and LEAVE ME ALONE! I'm the daughter of GOD! My soul belongs to HIM.” I
felt really strong and empowered.
Then the image of satan faded and Jesus was there again, or
rather Jesus was still there, filling me with light, love, comfort, and prayer. He was smiling a loving
smile at me, and nodding reassuringly at me. He pointed a finger at me and firmly said telepathically,
“Now you got it, Suzi, now you got it!”
Then Jesus turned to satan and began laughing at him.
Was I suffering from sleep deprivation and exhaustion, or
did I really just see Jesus? This
was now the second time He showed himself and helped me at a crucial time in my
salvation.
I was overcome with joy and gratitude, and also I was
overcome again with a deep, profound sadness. I began sobbing in the shower, now thinking of my young
cousin Karyn again. That was HER
ouija board I just buried. She is
the one whose mantra was: NO MORE!
She is the one with a sister, who was like my sister. She is the one who is my
blood-sister. Suddenly I again
remembered that Karyn, her younger sister, and I had played with that board a
lot when we were kids.
Karyn’s nephew sees ghosts and he’s only ten. Could we all have had a bit of unknown and undeveloped psychic
gifts that we brought to our play?
Did the three of us girls, together, as a trinity of girl
power, unknowingly bring forth bad energy, which grew and manifested in ALL of
our lives? Karyn was not free
after her death. Signs of her
presence continued over the past five years. The phone has rung with her old number on the caller ID and
no one was at the other end. When
we called the number back, the recording said,
“We’re sorry.
The number you have reached is no longer in service.” Her picture flashed across my computer screen once, and
oddly it was a photo I did not have in my computer database. Her instant message buddy name has
showed up as active when no one was signed on her account. At least five family members, including
me and her young nieces and nephews, have had visits from Karyn and
conversations with her in our dreams. Even last week, my 10 year old cousin saw
her lying on his mom and dad’s bed, hanging out and watching TV with him.
I sobbed in the shower, relieved, feeling that now my cousin
can finally rest in peace, and sad that she is actually gone. Karyn is free from the shackles of the
negative energy bound up with that old ouija board. Anyone who ever played with that board is also free,
including my aunt and uncle, and hopefully my mother. We all used the board at least one time or another. I told my young cousin and everyone else in the family,
“Don’t be surprised if you don’t see Aunt KK anymore. I think she is finally able to rest in peace now.”
Terrible tragedies have plagued our family within a few
years after playing with that board.
All of us involved had bad things begin happening in our lives. Karyn’s sister contracted ovarian
cancer at the age of 11, and then during pregnancy she also contracted kidney
cancer. Luckily, she survived both
cancers and was able to have children, one of whom sees ghosts. The older cousin and owner of the
board, Karyn, was sick most of her life with Crohn’s Disease, and struggled in
all areas of her life until her accidental death at the age of 38.
Many tragedies have befallen my aunt and uncle as well. Aside from losing a child, they have
suffered through several car accidents, depression, and they’ve battled cancer
as well. The same year Karyn died,
her mother contracted colon cancer and had major surgery. Shortly after that, she and my uncle
were injured in a scary motorcycle accident. My uncle has lost every job he ever had, and now he is
currently unemployed, broke, and depressed at 72.
I have been partially disabled by many accidents that were
not my fault. I was rear-ended
once when a car came barreling off the freeway while I was stopped at a red
light. Another time I was T-boned
out of nowhere while driving down the street. Another time as I mentioned, the trunk of my car crashed
down on my arm when the hydraulics failed…TWICE! The new hydraulics failed as well! I miscarried twice and never had kids during a time when all
I wanted was to have kids! My
first real boyfriend begged me to drop out of college in Israel so we could
marry, which I did, only to break up with me the day I returned home.
He told me, “I didn’t think you would actually DO it!”
In my mid-twenties, my best girlfriend stole my boyfriend
and married him! My other dear
friend stole a family recipe and made $10,000 in a contest with it! Then there was the time my
ex-fiance swindled me out of my entire life-savings. I later discovered he was
a pathological professional con artist! There are many more tragic stories to
tell but let’s just say that when it comes to relationships, health, and money
I’ve had more issues than People Magazine. That’s why I got angry at G-d and turned away from Him. Little did I know I would be leaving my soul open for grabs while I flunked the test of Job. I wrote G-d notes that He was losing my love. I kept them in my journal.
2011
G-d.
Sometimes I have wanted to remove that dash and replace it with an O. Yeah, I’ll take your name in vain! Who cares? There is no G-d anyway. GOD GOD GOD GOD GOD. There. Total defiance! There shall be no worshipping you because you do not exist. At least, today, in my head, you don’t exist. In my heart, my faith has been wavering. I mean, I’m a good person. I’m a GREAT person.
So where has G-d been this past decade really, in my personal life? My faith has been steadily going down the toilet. There have been no miracles, no breaks, no signs. Nada. Zippo. I have no husband. No real estate. No savings. No children. No health insurance. If He did exist, then I had been shut out on every front that is important to humankind. All the signs I had were dark clouds following me. For many years I have been pointed toward bad luck, no luck, con men, bad drivers, bad craftsmanship, death, depression, injuries, loss, trauma, and hauntings.
I am done with G-d.
So why should I go to Temple this year and pray to a G-d I was starting to believe did not exist? Screw that. Screw G-d. Yeah, I was pissed off. My loving faith was starting to walk out the door. From here on out, I’ll give “universal energy” my adoration and love. The Universe would be my G-d. I would be ruled by Physics. I could believe in the science of things. I could get behind that. Fuck this one glorious omnipotent invisible G-d bullshit.
I talked to my mom, dad, and a few friends about it. I told them I was losing faith. I was no longer convinced that there was a G-d, and I was sad because of it. I was feeling the pain of separation from my long-held belief in a loving G-d, and I wasn’t even sure I didn’t believe anymore anyway. I wanted to believe. I also wanted my life to have more of a pleasant vibe to it, too. Why would G-d throw in THAT many obstacles on me? I really didn’t get why I was made to suffer noticeably more than the next person? WHY ME?
One friend told me that part of being Jewish was to question Him. She gave me a book to read about it. She encouraged me to question my faith. By the very definition of the word FAITH, it involves not really knowing but still believing, and trusting. The Rabbis encouraged conversation about it!
When Rosh Hashana arrived, I spent each of the Days of Awe talking to my maybe G-d.
“I’m trying to believe that you exist, and I want to believe that you exist. I want to be inscribed in The Book of Life in a HAPPY way, not the way it’s been going. How can you treat ME so poorly? I’m a good girl, a good person. I spend every Shabbat I can with family. I give tzedakah. I work hard. Where the hell are you? I can’t feel you, I never see you. I am doubting that you are real.”
Every day in the past, from Rosh Hashana to Yom Kippur I was guided by my best moral compass, taking note of every little thing I did or said. Just in case He was out there, watching and listening, I would show Him that I am a good Jew, a good person, and my heart is always open to love.
First thing I did this year when I got up that Yom Kippur morning was eat breakfast. Why should I knock myself out? I wasn’t going to sing any praises to a make-believe super-being. Not anymore.
I didn’t go near a shul on Yom Kippur. I did, however, play a video piece of Kol Nidre by Neil Diamond. You know the movie “The Jazz Singer,” after Neil’s dad disowns him for leaving his nice Jewish wife for a gentile girl, then forgives him when he learns he has a grandson? I watch that scene every year. This year I told G-d that I was watching it JUST IN CASE he really did exist. I prayed at home. I discussed forgiveness at length and reminded G-d that I was a forgiving person, and I had the backup to prove it. I told him it was time that He forgive me already for whatever I did. If I had pissed him off about something and now He was holding a grudge against me and screwing with my life, he needed to get off that merry-go-round and confront me. What did I do that was sooooooo bad? I didn’t kill anyone. I wasn’t a liar. I didn’t cheat people. I honored my parents. What the hell did I do that warrants placing my karmic energy in a continual crap-slinging loop? Tell me already!!!
A week after Yom Kippur I rented a car so I could go to the beach and enjoy the beauty of (G-d’s) mountains and oceans. The next day when I went to the car to drive it back to the airport, I discovered that the window had been cracked. Someone had tried to break into the car! I wasn’t shocked. It seemed that all the time bad stuff was happening to me, so nothing really phased me anymore. Even my parents noticed and agreed! My family doctor told me that if it weren’t for bad luck, I’d have no luck at all. I had a dark cloud following me and I was getting used to it. NO WAY would a real G-d let this happen to a good person….for ten years in a row! Then again, He let 6 million Jews die only 60 years ago. What the fuck was THAT?
I had a conversation again about my wavering faith. I told my Buddhist friend that if I didn’t have some kind of a break soon, that I was gonna step off the religion train. I was troubled and sad and unsure of what I would do. Organized religion was a difficult concept to grasp, and I grappled with it now for years. I was coming to the end of the line.
The next morning, as I stepped out into the dewy Oakland morning and began to cross the street, I said, “G-d, listen. You need to show up now. I need you to show up now. If you really do exist, then reveal yourself. Make me believe in you. You’re losing me. If you exist and you want me to return to you, you need to show yourself now!”
As memories of playing with the board and all the
shitty things that happened flooded me, I sobbed with regret. I wondered how all our lives might have
turned out differently had we never played with that fucking ouija board. Would my beloved cousin still be alive?
During the garage sale I saw my young cousin, the sister of the cousin who
died. We hugged and kissed and
agreed it was good to have that board broken and buried. Her son is the one who sees ghosts, so
I am hoping that by closing this circle he will also find peace.
Alas, satan is always there, attempting to lure a soul back in, trying to create cracks in beliefs, and stepping it up JUST LIKE THE BIBLE SAYS he does when people are newly saved.
Sunday morning I woke up to a nightmare. In my dream, my car had broken
down. I called down to the
basement for a celebrity "friend" to help me (the gorgeous Derek Hough no less), but my
voice was garbled like a bad radio, and similar in sound to the EVP I captured
in my apartment. I opened my mouth
to speak again but this time I sounded like Linda Blair on “The Exorcist,” when
the devil was talking through her to the Priests.
My voice sounded raspy and mocking, and at that point, I knew I was
dreaming and tried to wake up. I
knew satan was trying to trick me into doubting G-d again. I was not going to believe that satan
possessed me. I doused myself with
Holy Water just to be sure.
Nothing happened.
Nope. Not possessed.
“I rebuke you, satan!”
I said over and over again.
“I rebuke you. You can’t
have me! I belong to G-d. I am the daughter of G-d. Jesus loves me. GO AWAY! Leave me be!! I
rebuke you, satan. You have no
more business here. Leave in
peace. Go friendly. I am filled with the Holy Spirit
now. Go away now. G-d bless G-d! And you know what? G-d rules over YOU, satan, and He
commands you to get away from me.”
I recited the She’Ma prayer a few times and got up to get
showered and ready for church. I
prayed extra hard in church as it was Father’s Day, and I was celebrating
Heavenly Father’s Day with more faith and love than I have ever felt. I told the Pastor that I thought I had another visit from Jesus, and that he laughed at satan. Pastor James quickly thumbed through his Bible and showed me a chapter that says every time satan loses a soul to G-d, Jesus laughs at satan! It was right there in black and white. My experience was nothing new. Tears streamed down my cheeks for two
hours while I prayed, sang, stood up, sat down, got blessed by the Pastor, and
praised G-d over and over again. I
was still praising G-d with so much joy and love that when I went to my Dad’s
brunch, my sister-in-law told me I looked and seemed so much happier now that
Jesus is in my life! I had to
agree with her. Jesus saved me. He took my hand and led me back into
the light. He helped me reconnect
with G-d, the G-d of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Noah, Moses, Sarah, Rebecca,
Rachael, Jesus, and now Suzi.
By the time I got to the pool to swim in the late afternoon, a
friend told me I was positively “glowing!” He said I looked like sunshine! I told him, “That’s because I have G-d with me.”
Indeed, the world does seem a little brighter to me
now. I feel as if a dark veil has
lifted. It is written:
Thou shalt love the Lord Thy G-d with all thy soul, with all
thy heart, and with all thy might.
Yes, I do get it now.
Thanks be to G-d to whom all praise is due, forever and
ever. Amen.
A week later the engine in my car blew up and I had to buy a new car. Before I could raise the down-payment, I took the bus for a while. It wasn't so bad. I thanked G-d there was a bus stop close by.
KENWICK RD., COLUMBUS, OHIO
Sept. 27, 2013
SO much has happened since I buried the board! I had an opportunity to move out of the haunted
apartment. My dad and brother own
a four-unit apartment building in town, and a tenant moved out. I decided to move in.
As my brother and I discussed renovations, I began to see
the number 11 all the time. If I
glanced at a clock, it was something-11.
11:11am. 3:11pm. 1:11pm. 5:11.
4:11. It happened so often
that I began recording the times.
My trip odometer read 111 when I glanced at it. It was weird! At first it freaked me out, but the psychic “G” and I
discussed that he sees 11s also, and when he does he prays and thanks G-d. So, I began doing that as well. Thank you, HaShem. Thank you Jesus. Thank you! Thank you!
Thank you!
In church that week the Pastor happened to be discussing
Hebrews 11:1. Now that for
sure could NOT be a coincidence, right?
Faith. What is faith?
Hebrews 11:1 says: NOW FAITH IS THE SUBSTANCE OF THINGS
HOPED FOR, THE EVIDENCE OF THINGS NOT SEEN.
OK, so I got it.
Have faith. Keep the faith.
Live in faith.
I blessed the new apartment before renovations began, and I
even took BB over there to spend a night to be sure it wasn’t haunted,
too! Bad idea! The cat didn’t sleep a wink and kept me
up all night, but I chalked it up to it being a strange new place. I didn’t feel any weird bad vibe and I
decided I would take it.
“Sue, we need to talk,” my brother began. “There’s something you need to know
before you decide to move. There’s
a reason why the none of the upstairs tenants wanted to move downstairs into the vacant unit.”
The thought of having people living above me was
annoying. I always lived on the
top floor. We made financial
offers to the upstairs tenants to move downstairs but no one wanted to, not even
for a rent break! That seemed odd,
until I found out why!
In 2007, a 27 year old man shot and killed his 22 year old
wife in bed, then shot and killed himself in the bed. In that unit.
In that bedroom. In that
apartment building.
“Are you fucking kidding me??” I demanded. “A
murder-suicide??!! In that
unit???” In all of the city, of
all the streets, of all the apartment buildings, my dad and brother had to buy
the ONE building that had a murder suicide….and Lord knows what
else.
“Forget it!” I decided in a knee-jerk reaction. So what if it was a good financial move
for me. So what if I could
renovate and do whatever I wanted in that unit. So what if I had an opportunity to learn a new trade as an
apartment manager while my dental hygiene career was slowly coming to a painful close.
“A murder-suicide?
Seriously??” I was
stunned.
“Well it was a Romeo and Juliet thing!” my mom tried to tell
me.
I googled the address.
Yep. There it is right in
the newspaper. It didn’t seem like
a Romeo and Juliet kind of thing at all.
It was MURDER, then SUICIDE.
I questioned the neighbors and discovered it was probably a case of
domestic violence because a week earlier the wife was running half naked down
the alley asking people to help her.
11:11.
2:11. 11, 11, 11. I kept seeing 11s everywhere.
NOW FAITH IS THE SUBSTANCE OF THINGS HOPED FOR, THE EVIDENCE
OF THINGS NOT SEEN. Was the good
Lord sending me a message to have faith and make the move anyway?
I went back to the apartment and blessed it again, calling
out the dead couple by name this time and ordered them into the light. I commanded all demonic and
negative energy to go straight to hell.
I commanded any lost souls to go to the light. I gave all spirits their eviction notice. I sprinkled Holy Water everywhere. I burned sage and waved the smoke into
all the corners and closets with a feather. I
figured I needed to do this for whomever would be moving there, whether it
would be me or someone else.
I was afraid to move there. What if the energy was so negative it drove the husband to
do what he did? What other
tragedies had happened there over the years? Would I be moving into a worse situation than the one I was
already in? I had so many
questions. I prayed about it. I
googled “Bible 11” to see if there were any more signs or messages I might be
missing. What I got was Psalm 11.
Psalm 11
11 In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
2 For,
lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the
string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.
3 If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
4 The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven: his eyes behold, his eyelids try, the children of men.
5 The Lord trieth the righteous: but the wicked and him that loveth violence his soul hateth.
6 Upon the wicked he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, and an horrible tempest: this shall be the portion of their cup.
7 For the righteous Lord loveth righteousness; his countenance doth behold the upright.
I tried to take a snapshot of the iphone. This is how it turned out:
Ok, that freaked me out all over again. Have you ever seen an iphone do that? I googled it to be sure and did see that the iPhone has done that before on other phones, but there was no explanation WHY other than to say "camera malfunction."
Was I being tempted to distrust G-d? Was this new murder-suicide “arrow” an
attempt by satan to get me to “flee as a bird” in fear, at the first sign of
danger? When satan cannot
overthrow us by the obvious like demonic infestation, how clever he is at a
attempting to ruin us by distrust!!
The Priest did tell me that satan’s weapons are anger, fear, and
anxiety, which can lead to lost faith.
I had already been there, done that! Reading Psalm 11 gave me a burst of courage! Like David, who bravely slew Goliath, I would rather face the danger than flee in fear
and doubt, especially since it seemed G-d Himself was showing me the 11s, leading me to this information, and empowering me to stay strong in my faith in Him.
IN THE LORD PUT I MY
TRUST. G-d is in his Holy Temple,
filling me with his light and rightousness, and as long as I have faith He will
have my back. No, I could not
run. I have faith. Faith it will be a good move for me. Faith it will be peaceful in the new
place. Faith that G-d will protect
me. IN THE LORD PUT I MY TRUST. G-d sees everything. Rules over everything. He knows when we run in fear. He knows satan vies for our souls every
day. He knows EVERYTHING!
Instead of flight, I will raise myself in war!
“I rebuke you satan!” I said again and again.
And then I renovated the apartment, found a tenant to take
over my old lease, and I moved into the murder-suicide apartment with BB and
with G-d blowing some blessed wind in my sails.
The first night was rough for BB. She was on edge and paced the whole night. I slept like a baby. I figured BB would eventually get used
to the place, which she did by the third day. By the end of the first week, my upstairs neighbor's toilet overflowed and began flooding my brand new bathroom with feces and urine in the water. Our maintenance man did a hazmat cleanup and bleached the entire bathroom. Then I had the housekeeper over to do it again. I was horrified and devastated, because everything was brand new but now literally shit on, plus WHAT A GERMAPHOBE nightmare! As if that wasn't enough, my kitchen sink stopped up, my bathtub stopped up, and we had to get Roto Rooter out here to fix it. Within a month the foundation of the building began to collapse, and my brother had to have a $25,000 foundation lift. For a week we had a crew in the basement and in the yard digging up the 4-unit building. I was having Florida flashbacks but I was not going to flee like a bird to the mountains no matter WHAT. This was a good financial move for me. I would fight back!
On the night of the first day of Rosh Hashana, or the Jewish
New Year, I felt a presence. BB
woke me up at 4:30am as she pounced on an unseen object on the bed. I thought it was a bug but could not
see anything. After pouncing for a
moment, she stopped at the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on the closet. We were still renovating and the closet
door was not attached yet. As she
glared at the closet there was a rustle in there. I calmly got up to investigate, with Holy Water in
hand. A pair of pants had fallen
on the floor. Was it the
mischeivious demon child? Had he
followed me here? Out the corner
of my eye I saw a small shadow dart by me in one corner of the closet. I quickly threw Holy Water in the
direction of the shadow, and commanded it out in the name of G-d. I recited the Lord’s Prayer as I walked
through the entire apartment again, blessing it and commanding all demonic
spirits straight to hell on G-d’s authority. When I was done, I calmly got back into bed, told satan I
belong to G-d and my soul is spoken for, that he was wasting his time with me
now, that we were done, I would NEVER lose faith in G-d again, and he may as
well give up on me. Then I slept
like a baby! The next morning I noticed that my blessed St. Benedict medal had fallen off my necklace and was lying on top of the bedspread.
Sept. 27, 2013
I read an interview with Ryan Buell that was in People
Magazine and I very swiftly came under attack by satan. Ryan was the first ghost-hunter on TV,
in the A&E Channel on a show called “Paranormal State.” He contracted pancreatic cancer, and
now at the age of 29 it is looking hopeful that he will live, please G-d. The interviewer discussed Ryan’s cancer
as being a possible demonic attack.
When I first heard Ryan got pancreatic cancer, I had to wonder myself if
he was under attack. He sure was
helping a lot of people remove demonic entities from their homes, and it seemed on the
show that most of the cases of the Paranormal Research Society (PRS) handled
demonic infestations. Ryan seemed
to me to be a Warrior of G-d and a fighter of satan. In the interview he offered that maybe all cancers are
demonic attacks against people, but he didn’t want to give the demons power by
focusing on it. He had also
mentioned that during a past exorcism of a client, the victim said that once
demons see you, they never forget you, and the victim said something to the effect that demons
will hunt you and torture you and never leave you alone!! This really disturbed me.
As I mentally obsessed about the idea of demonic attacks and
demons never forgetting you once they have you in their sights, I was gearing
up to enjoy a relaxing day off of work.
Moving was physically strenuous for me due to my previous injuries, so I
was happy to have a day with nothing to do but chill. As I thought about Ryan, I knocked over an entire container
of tea in my brand new refrigerator.
The liquid rolled down into every nook and cranny and drawer, and I had
to take the fridge completely apart to clean it up! Each shelf had to be washed. The interior walls had to be cleaned. So much for relaxing.
I then threw a load of laundry into the dryer and as I
turned it on, the silver dryer vent tubing popped out of the wall and lint started spraying
everywhere!!
“I’m under attack!” I quickly thought, so I took a moment to
pray.
“Heavenly Father, I pray for your blessings and for your protection.”
I said a few other prayers, asking my guardian angels to protect me, too. I thanked Jesus for His protection and as
always, I recited the She’ma. HEAR
O ISRAEL! THE LORD IS OUR
G-D! THE LORD IS ONE! There were no more incidents that day.
Yesterday at work I was talking with a patient about Ryan
Buell’s story. This patient’s fiancé had a near-death experience. She said he talks about the light and
the dead relatives he saw, but he refuses to talk about the demons he also saw
when he was “dead.” As we spoke, my computer at work froze up and the xray
program stopped running, even after I rebooted the computer! It set me behind 20 minutes and I was
late getting patients the rest of the day, causing me and my other patients
great stress and irritation.
In fact, when I have dental hygiene nightmares, it’s always the same
dream: I’m running late and
patients are piling up in the waiting room, getting angry with me!! Yesterday my nightmare was a reality! Was I under attack? I think so! I was talking about demons never leaving you once they have
you in their sights! Coincidence? I don't think so. I don't believe in coincidences anymore.
It’s been quiet now, although BB lost her blessed St.
Francis medal last night. It fell off her
collar and I can't find it anywhere. I’ve
noticed that she has aged quite dramatically this year. I probably have, too. Last night I also lost the remote
control to my garage door. I’m not
going to fret, or let the annoyances get to me. We all know that shit happens! I see it as another opportunity to say hello to Father
Schalk when I get the new medal for BB.
I also see myself getting an outdoor keypad to the garage door. And plus, my fridge is clean as a
whistle! Thank you, G-d, for these
opportunities to improve my environment!
Nope, no anger or anxiety here.
No weapons for satan to use to shake my faith, and when he tries, it
only reinforces my love for HaShem.
IN G-D PUT I MY TRUST.
I did find BB's blessed St. Anthony medal, thank G-d.
I love the new place.
It’s perfect for me. I’m
still seeing 11s a lot, but not as much as I did before. When I see an 11, I take a moment to
thank and praise
G-d for EVERYTHING!
I even say, “G-d bless G-d!”
Is the ghost clear?
I’m hopeful that it is. I
slept a full six hours the other night!
No interruptions! I
realized that BB and I haven’t slept in two years really!
I’m hoping now I can live in peace.
Again, if you need help with a demonic infestation, please write to the Demonologist who helped me:
catholicdemonologist@yahoo.com.
G-d bless us one and all. Amen.
APRIL 22, 2014
I had posted something on Facebook to the admins of a ghost hunting app that was malfunctioning on my cell phone. A Demonologist read what I wrote and contacted me. He was very adamant that I had what seemed to be a demonic infestation in my CASSINGHAM home that had followed me to the new apartment on KENWICK. He offered to help, along with two psychics. This is the chronicle of our association, which included an exorcism done remotely via telephone at the KENWICK apartment.
Please see the end of this post for additional videos of something unseen relentlessly attacking my cat BB.
- Psychic 1:
- There is something going on here that is a spiritual battle.
Susan Urell
Thank u so much for helping me. Yeah I've had a lot of spiritual stuff going on for sure!!!
- Psychic 2:
Please know that we will try our very best to help. As long as we all gain our strength and remain positive knowing we have The Lord Jesus Christ on our side we will get through this.
Susan Urell
Thank u.
- Demonologist
Amen.
Susan Urell
Ugh not a good morning. Doubleheader orbs this morning along w/ huge headache. I hope u all are ok!
- http://instagram.com/p/nIX-DzSBRq/
Psychic 2:
Orbs? Are you seeing them with your eyes or in a photo? What color?
Sorry to hear your not feeling well. I woke up with the back of my head hurting and one eye swollen for no reason..which is strange to me. I will pray that your pain goes away.
Susan Urell
Good morning. Uggh. Sorry about ur head & eye hurting, too. I have 3 old whiplash injuries but haven't had a "whiplash headache" in a long time. The back of my head hurts down my shoulders. My left sinus is swollen behind my left eye. I hope u aren't experiencing my pain. :-((
- I see white orbs but while the camera is rolling and not with my naked eye. I've captured white orbs on video & in photos in almost every place I live.
This morning was noisy as well. I captured a sound coming from my closet but I thought my cat was purring or breathing loudly but I'm not 100% sure if that was
her.
- http://instagram.com/p/nIae4PyBUQ/
- Psychic 2:
Sometimes we can have the same health issues as clients of ours do. I will pray for your healing.
We are not big orb believers due to the many experiments the team has done over the years. However if you see them with your eyes that is totally diff than with a camera lens. Often times the focus and shutter speed is not set right ...night focus and auto adjust are not always on the correct settings. Also many times we capture dust, bugs, moisture among other things that reflect and look as if they are an orb or burst of energy. I'm not saying they do not exist but most the time through the cameras eye they are not an actual orb. Very hard to determine.
- Susan Urell
This was from yesterday.
- http://instagram.com/p/nDMqG0yBd2/
- My poor kitty!! I feel soooo badly for her. She wears a blessed St. Benedict medal and I put Holy Water on her all the time. She howls & scratches the walls. Or when she's on the bed her ears go straight back, her hair raises, and her tail does this stiffening but moves in tiny staccato flicks. It feels like she's defending our bed. Sometimes she runs like crazy around the apartment, which would be good exercise if it didn't feel so unsettling. And half the time she looks straight at nothing I can see. It freaks me out when she stares directly over my shoulder!!
-
Psychic 2:
Should there be a reflection on the door from the cat...hard for me to tell? The reason I ask is you can see a dark mass at the bottom of the door...it could be the kitty.
Susan Urell
Thank u for praying for me. I will tell u that in the previous place I saw black flashes w/my own eyes. I had my eyes checked out & all was fine. When I first moved into this new place I saw a dark shadow move in the closet & then a stack of clothes fell over. I was in a hotel last year and saw a dark something then my purse tipped over. Two apartments ago I had a swarm of flies appear in my kitchen, which was a mystery to me and the landlord.
Psychic 2:
Yes black flashes or black "orbs" are not good. I have seen them myself plenty.
Susan Urell
In the first video, BB my cat is walking in the room and the 2 flashes of light come in from the left heading toward her
Psychic 2:
But from where the kitty is sitting is there any light that could put a reflection of the kitty on the bottom of the door? I did see the light your speaking of...I'm looking down though at something else....in the second video.
Susan Urell
I used to see a lot of insects (in my bed, flying around) but wasn't convinced they were real. I used my iphone video camera. The flash was on so yeah, there should be a shadow as she passed by the door. But I was in bed, maybe too far away to cast a shadow?
Psychic 2:
Ok hard to tell on my small screen. Thank you. Now the first video....the snap sound is not you, correct?
Susan Urell
No, but the breathing could be the cat?
- Psychic 2:
I hear a frequency...
- Susan Urell
I get lots of snap sounds in the closet and by a window on the other side of the room. I often hear crackling noises in the walls, too. Reminds me of a fly hitting the wall sort of sound. Creeps me out! And very often I can hear a change in frequency even when I am sitting and watching TV. It irritates my ears! My ears are extremely sensitive. In the cat on the floor vids u prob hear my ocean wave sound machine, but I turned it off when I heard the snap sounds going on.
- Psychic 2:
May I ask you....Has your father or grandfather passed? I keep hearing a male and seeing a male figure. You were somewhat close to.
- Susan Urell
My father is alive but both my grandfathers died.
- Psychic 2
- The frequency sound is right before and after the snap.
Susan Urell
Hmmm...but not the cat breathing? Something else?
Psychic 2
Ok I thought you were going to say that right after I sent it. Thank you. Perhaps. I need to listen to it on my computer today. It has better speakers and I can use my headphones if needed to tell. Spirit speak in frequency. The snapping I believe is to get your attention or the cats attention.
- Susan Urell
My grandma died last month at almost 96 & my 10 yr old cousin saw her w/my grandfather at the memorial we had last weekend. I heard my grandmother laughing but didn't see her like my cousin did. Also 2 weeks ago my dear friend's brother committed suicide. There's been some recent deaths. My doorbell rang with no one there right before my friend called me to tell me her brother shot and killed himself. It was pretty upsetting.
Psychic 2
But it's been a while since your grandfather has passed, correct?
Susan Urell
Yes. Like 15 yrs-ish. Longer for the other one.
- Psychic 2
Ok let me work on this more today and see what else I get. I had a few things that came up last night...wanted to make sure I'm on the right track. Thank you.
- Susan Urell
Activity in here picked up when my grandma went to hospice. I thought people are coming for her, but I actually had a disturbing set of nightmares where satan was actually coming for ME. I could see and feel a rush of black energy coming toward me while I slept in bed, coming from the creepy hallway and door, but BB leapt to the edge of the bed and hissed at it, so it stopped. I woke up but BB was sound asleep! It seemed so real. I was surprised to find her sleeping and not hissing at the edge of the bed. I just prayed alot!! And of course rebuked satan, blessed the place some more, and pledged my love to God. It was a pretty freaky nightmare. Another time I dreamt that satan was dragging me to hell and I could see the brightness of heaven closing by two huge solid black doors. The total blackness just kept closing in while the light of the sky got smaller and smaller. I panicked that I would be in a black hole forever, separated from God forever. I screamed at satan that I knew his tricks! I belong to God! satan can NEVER have my soul. Then I woke up. My heart was racing. I was pumped full of adrenaline! I was scared but didn't let the fear take over. Again I prayed, poured Holy Water on my head and on BB, and tried to relax. The nightmares in this place have been pretty horrific.
Oh one more thing about this apartment. After my brother & Dad bought this building ( it has 4 units), we discovered that in 2007 there was a murder & a suicide here, in my bedroom!! http://www.dispatch.com/content/stories/local/2007/11/10/metro_briefs_1110_ART_11-10-07_B4_228E97M.html
The other day I learned that someone also died in the apartment building adjacent to mine. That's 3 deaths in a small area.
Two weeks ago my neighbor found a Native American arrowhead on this property, too. That's the history on this building as far as I know, but still it's alot for one neighborhood place!
- 25/04/2014 08:23
Susan Urell
How's this for a nice source of power? My bedroom is surrounded by electricity!!
12/05/2014 08:53
Susan Urell
Good morning everyone! How are u all feeling? I'm good, but a little rattled. I had another crazy satan dream where I was under his ANGRY attack, and then I started talking in a possessed Linda Blair exorcist voice (again, not the first time satan tried to convince me I'm his)!! I was of course conscious dreaming & knew at that point it was a nightmare. I actually recited the Lord's Prayer & other prayers in this nightmare & rebuked satan once again, declaring my love & faith in God. Meanwhile, BB had a rough morning, too, poor kitty. I could hear her howling & feel her struggling to find a safe place to be as she was being chased around the apartment. After I said the prayers in satan's face with that devilish voice I began to get my real voice back, woke up, praised & thanked Jesus, and got BB settled down. She's sleeping now & I'm good, but ready to eliminate this harassment!!
In all my nightmares with satan or demons, I never experienced ANGER from them until this morning. Well, maybe because last week I came to terms with the fact that I'm a Lightworker. I have much work to do to uplift this planet! All this haunting stuff is a real distraction & deterrent from doing my work!! I was told by another psychic to tell these entities that they are in violation of the Universal Law of Non-Interference, which I did say out loud recently. Maybe satan's pissed about that, too?
Ps/ big thank u to the Demonologist for training me in prayer. I was able to NOT PANIC, not feed the fear, and actually prayed in my dream!!! Pretty awesome!!
- Psychic 2
- That's very important to not be fearful and in prayer. When we are under attack prayer is constant and can last for days, weeks and even months. The Devil will stick back at you at times especially when he knows your planning to rid him away from you. He can also do the same to those involved with these types of cases. I will try to get in contact with Psychic 1 but prob won't be until later this week. Take care Susan...you will make it through as long as your trust in The Lord Jesus.
- Demonologist
- Susan discussed doing an exorcism on her home.
Psychic 2
I will message you later this week of a good time for us. We believe in having the right ppl for the right job...not just anyone that is in the field. Your mind set has to be right with no fear and some experience when dealing with the demonic. Therefore several of our members do not care to take these sort of cases. They can turn on anyone helping very quickly and those involved could also be harmed. Very serious matter. I am confident that myself and Psychic 1 with the strength of God and the Demonolgist leading ...can help notated where the ritual takes place. I have prayed many many times about this...I also have had some different occurrences take place (as Psychic 1 has) in the past month or longer....a neg one trying to get at us and weaken us. But we continue to pray for the strength we all need and courage. Hang in there Susan you can defeat this. Not sure about in person but a cple hours anyways over the phone I believe we can all together. Take care talk to you soon.
Demonologist
I'll be standing by.
- Susan Urell
Hey guys! Tomorrow a friend of a friend who is psychic is coming over at 8:15am (all being well) to do a cleansing in the apartment. I haven't been sleeping much so I hope it will help until we can all get together. His name is G and I seriously told him to be careful in the next 24 hours. He's a devout Christian so he said he'll be fine. I'll let u know how it goes. I hope everyone's doing okay! Xoxo
- Demonologist
- I am just waiting for everyone else here. How about next week? My only requirement on my part is a few days notice so I can prepare myself.
Susan Urell
Hi guys! Well the psychic came and felt there were many spirits but nothing negative or demonic. However, at one point he did mention that it felt as though there was something not being revealed to him, something hidden, but he couldn't tell what. There were a few noises like bangs & thuds, we both got chills at the same time on many occasions, and when he commanded them out in the name of Jesus, it went stone cold eerily quiet for a while. So we ran the ghost hunter app and on the radar it beeped at least 3 bleeps on many sweeps, and it recorded about 100 words on the EVP. On my bed the EMF registered 19-20, while elsewhere throughout the apartment it was fluctuating between 1-5.
- He left a St. Jude white candle. I left shortly after he did.
- Psychic 2
- That's wonderful news. We have been praying and hoping that we have been weakening this entity around you.
- Susan Urell
Thank u for praying for me. Thank u all!
- Psychic 1
- I can tell when we are getting ready to work on your case as I have had some things occur indicating that they are upset when we are here to assist. No worries. Trust in the Lord with all thy heart and lean not unto thine own understanding. You will be in my prayers over this next week. Wednesday would work out okay for me around 10 AM.
- Susan Urell
Thx for writing and praying for me. I'm so sorry for yours and everyone's troubles regarding my problem.
Big hugs. Xoxo
- Susan Urell
(Isn't it interesting that this week & next are the only weeks I have to sub at work but u guys are free?!! Coincidence?! Anyway I could probably find someone to sub for me Thursday if we should not postpone any longer.). What do u all think?
Psychic 1
Hi Susan, You are never a trouble for me. Prayer and meditation can combat these things. Never a worry as far as that goes. Either May 28 or May 30 one would work for me.
Psychic 2
Susan I do not believe it is coincidence...this is very common for someone or several involved to have timing issues, health issues, loss of sleep, drained of energy and so on. I am open either this week or the next...And lots of prayer and a good clean state of mind is the healthiest for all involved.
I would like to recommend for you Susan ...that for 3 days prior to this to drink plenty of water and try to stay away from caffeine and other mind altering products....sugar and things like that. Also lots of prayer...at least 3 days before and repent any sins. A sea salt bath for 20 minutes 2 times the week of us doing this (and prior). I would like everyone to do this if possible as well...everyone that is involved in this case that day. And above all think positive and stay strong! We have our savior and the army of our heavenly archangels.
- Psychic 1
I agree. I will cleanse body and soul. Good precautions!
Susan Urell
I need to start cleansing ASAP. I feel all these inflated angry unhappy emotions and have had a snafu with the phone company, which turned off my service, saying a payment from DECEMBER was reversed. Baloney!! Anyway I will have a phone by Wed even if it's my mom's! Can u believe that?? Well, in light of satan attempting to block our call I am not surprised. Be safe everyone. Xoxo
- Susan Urell
- On the other hand...praise God! AT&T just offered the same service for half the price!! Lol. Hahaha!! Thank you Jesus!!
Psychic 2
There ya go. Yes he will throw anything and everything our way to stop us. Praise The Lord for the new service!!
- Demonologist
satan can throw a tantrum all he wants but he cannot hide or stop what is going to happen.
Psychic 1
Amen.
- 25/05/2014 16:16
Susan Urell
Amen! Hi everyone! Omg I feel like I've lost control of my worst addictions right now & it's escalating. I can't stop eating sugar as hard as I try, and I'm overeating until I'm physically sick. My conscious mind is fighting so hard to STOP bc I know I have to fast/cleanse my body & mind for this , but I am out of control. I'm feeling depressed and defeated. Sad. Unworthy. So much self-hatred & negativity going on INSIDE ME And remarkably (or not) it is dead quiet at home...so quiet that I started wondering if we need to even do this now. but I know we have to. I think I'm in satan's death grip, influencing me into the sins of gluttony & greed & lust and I am unable to stop. I keep praying for help to be strong and not give in, but then I turn around and scarf down thousands of sugar calories, a half pot of coffee, a bunch of food until I want to throw up....
- I think just this week I packed on 10 pounds...so depressing...I know it's satan's trick to fully weaken me and kill my resolve so I'll carry on and keep praying. Just wanted to let u know that the external battle at home has shifted internally now. Wow. This is seriously a struggle for my life. I was in bed this morning feeling my heart beat so fast, I was sure I would have a heart attack...and no one would know the real reason why. I'm going to the pool and try to redirect my thoughts and keep positive. The evil influence is fully upon me.
- Are u all ok?
- Xoxo
Psychic 1
Prayed for you this morning. Continual prayers are coming; this is needed for you and all of us. Try to take comfort in knowing that we all care for you and each other.
- Susan Urell
Thank u!
- Psychic 2
I've had a few odd things going on but have been staying busy to keep my mind off of them. Stay strong Susan...I know that is easier said then done. I would highly recommend you take a sea salt bath for 20 minutes. And please let me know if the water turns any particular color after 20+ minutes. Also I would use about a 1/2 cup of the sea salt per bath tub full. I will pray again this evening for you as well. Take care and know we can and will get through this. God bless.
Demonologist
- Bad weekend here at the start but its ok now. No worries just keep your praying up etc. xo
Susan Urell
Ok I will take a bath today. Thank you. I will keep praying. This morning at 3:00am my cat began howling and scratching the walls again. I prayed and otherwise ignored then fell back asleep. I'm praying for all of us. An old friend reminded me this weekend about how much fun she had at my slumber parties when we were kids. Good Lord I forgot about all the seances and playing "Levitation" games we did. I remembered the ouija board but not the seances or levitations in the detail she provided. She said that we actually DID make people levitate...I remember now. I was just a kid but God knows what I conjured up & invited in. I'm sick with grief about it. Ugggh. I suppressed those memories but now I remember, including the ouija board answering our questions. I feel sick but also stronger for the memory. Ugghhh. The truth is out there, right? Better to be clear about the fact I did indeed open myself up & invite it in. We all did, and there were many of us girls participating, maybe 6-10 at a time. I thank God for giving me some answers about what really happened. Thank you Jesus.
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Xo
- Happy Memorial Day!
Psychic 1
Thinking of all of you this. Memorial Day. God bless.
- Susan Urell
Thinking of u too! Xo Just took seasalt bath. Thank God the water didn't change color (esp since I showered earlier!). Praying lots. Have a good night!
- Psychic 2
That's good news. That's means your body is not full of toxins!
we can discuss the other things you spoke about previously ....over the phone if you would like this week.
Susan Urell
Ok! Are we still on for tomorrow? 11am EST? I am sooo ready!
Psychic 2
I was just going to ask everyone the same thing. I didn't realize when we planned that school would be out this week lol. I have one child that will be here for sure. I tried to find something for her to do with friends and unfortunately they are either out of town or have softball games during the day. I could lock myself in my room if needed just not sure how safe it would be for her to be here during. But I will make it work if everyone else is still good to go. How was it last night for you Susan?
- May 27, 2014
- Demonologist
I'm on for tomorrow unless anyone says otherwise, as we spoke of last week.
Psychic 1
I'm ok for tomorrow as well.
Susan Urell
I'm good to go. Very quiet night & morning.
Demonologist
Good to hear. Just be ready for tomorrow. Have your incense, holy water, benedictine crucifix, and bible on hand. Is your friend going to be there with you? Ok basically, you will 'do as directed', and answer questions I pose to you. When in the midst of the rite, everyone will remain silent except Psychics 1 & 2 who will give the appropriate Response after I recite the Versicle.
Susan Urell
Ok
Demonologist
Even if things start happening in the home, the rite continues uninterrupted.
Susan Urell
My tummy hurts. I'm getting nervous
Demonologist
Nothing to be afraid of.
Psychic 2
Stay calm Susan all will be fine and if we do have any incident as the Demonologist stated we will keep at it and continue. I would have a trash can near and some paper towels if need as well. Also Susan remember to not feel ashamed or embarrassed of anything that can happen. We had a case that we were doing a deliverance at and the client was in need to vomit and was to embarrassed to release it...she was in and out of know what was going on. If you feel the need please don't hesitate and release it! Remember we will all be praying during the entire process. Much love to you. Sending positive energy your way so you can rest up this evening.
- Susan Urell
Oh wow I actually threw up lunch at work about half an hour ago. My throat is raw and sore. I've been singing my prayers ever since.
- Psychic 2
Ok that's ok....and good keep at the prayers and scriptures.
- Susan Urell
My poor cat is staying really close to me right now! She is just staring at me & just over my shoulder!!
Demonologist
Just relax - this is normal. No need to be afraid at all.
- Susan Urell
Ok. Thx. I'm ready!! Not afraid, just noticing weird things like suddenly throwing up a little in the middle of a conversation w/a coworker!!! Then you mentioning that I might do that tmmrw! Not coincidence!!
I'm just so grateful that you are doing this with me. Thank you all so much!! I may go float in the pool and try to chillax.
Psychic 2
Have a good evening and we will be in touch with you tomorrow.
Susan Urell
Thank u! You too!! Xo
- THE EXORCISM
MAY 28, 2014 10:00am
Susan Urell
Burning the blessed Frankensence now. Talk soon!
- Psychic 2
We will be right with ya...getting everything together.
- THE EXORCISM OCCURRED OVER THE PHONE WITHOUT INCIDENT OTHER THAN I FELT LIKE CRYING AND DID A LITTLE. MY FRIEND G FELT THERE WAS SOMETHING RELATED TO THE NAVAJO ARTIFACTS I HAVE IN MY OFFICE THAT I BOUGHT IN NEW MEXICO. HE ALSO HEARD A NAME AND BEGAN TO SAY IT BUT THE DEMONOLOGIST AND THE PSYCHICS ALL CUT HIM OFF SO HE COULD NOT PRONOUNCE IT. THEY TOLD HIM NOT TO WRITE IT DOWN, EITHER. PSYCHIC 1 TOLD ME TO GET SOME PURPLE AND WHITE FLOWERS, WHICH WOULD KEEP ME CLOSE TO GOD. SHE WASN’T SURE WHY SHE WAS SEEING PURPLE AND WHITE FLOWERS BUT FELT SHE NEEDED TO TELL ME. AT THE END OF THE EXORCISM I CUT A PIECE OF ROPE IN A SYMBOLIC MOVE TO SEVER ANY AND ALL TIES TO ANY VOWS I MAY HAVE INADVERTENTLY MADE TO SATAN IN THE PAST. I WAS VERY GRATEFUL THAT THESE PEOPLE HELPED ME, EVEN AT THEIR OWN POSSIBLE PERIL. IT TOOK ABOUT 20 MINUTES FROM START TO FINISH. AFTERWARDS, I THANKED EVERYONE AGAIN FOR HELPING ME.
Susan Urell
Thank u again everyone!! I feel much better now! Kindof exhausted and uplifted at the same time!! Hope u all have a blessed day (and safe travels home!). Xoxo
DEMONOLOGIST
- You're welcome. We all want you to get baptized as soon as possible. Daily, you should ask for forgiveness of sin, and receive the Holy Spirit for your protection. Baptism is very important, and all of us feel you should look into it asap.
PSYCHIC 1
Have a great rest of your day guys! Try to rest.
Demonologist
How do you feel?
- Susan Urell
- I feel good!
Demonologist
Good. Now to keep on with it. I feel as if you are free of it, but it's still watching. So you need to keep yourself on the right track. These things are always watching all of us - don't feel singled out for sure!
Susan Urell
Agreed. BB is still staring at walls & ceiling
Demonologist
Yep…. keep up with the holy water each day, and thoughts on Jesus.
Susan Urell
I will!
JUNE 2, 2014
Psychic 2
Susan, how have things been going for the past few days?
Susan Urell
Funny u mentioned it bc I was going to write u guys tonight!! Well, my poor cat has had a few rough mornings again, more intense...today her hair was on end & ears back as she chased something and was chased. I prayed it away & things got quiet. But... A weird thing happened on Sat. U know how u guys mentioned that I should get some white & purple flowers? Well...I was walking to the gym on Sat at 3:00pm when this man in a car said something garbled to me from his window as he drove by. He then did a U-turn, circled the block to say something else, which again I couldn't understand. I got a bit spooked as he drove on because I saw him turn a corner & wait at the intersection I was approaching. So I stopped in my tracks and took a minute to figure out what to do. - I noticed that I had stopped right in front of a huge patch of white & purple flowers in the neighbor's yard, which reminded me of you! Which reminded me to pray. So I stood there by the flowers praying for protection as the man in the car pulled out a little to look at me, then pulled back to hide behind a wall of bushes at the upcoming intersection. I thought I was in trouble so I just stood there and prayed. I felt God's presence and felt protected. I stood there thanking God for all my blessings and for the reassurance!! Just as I was praying my brother's girlfriend happened to drive by & I waved her down! She picked me up and took me out of that situation!!! PRAISE GOD! How has everyone been?
- Psychic 2
That's awesome and a good reminder of taking care of a few things.
I did see the kitty getting messed with earlier today...this morning. Something had touched her and was getting the kitty to run around after it. I could not see who it was though. I will try to get more info for you. We will continue to pray.
Susan Urell
Thank you! Yeah this morning was pretty bad. Howling, running, clearly agitated.
Right after the ceremony & for a few days I have been exhausted!! Sleeping alot, but making myself go out & swim, etc.
Demonologist
It's quite possible the person in the car was possessed of the spirit that was driven from your home - since it cannot go back in as long as you are keeping yourself on the right track, it will try to harass you outside.
As to the cat - that doesn't mean the demon could not be using a slave spirit to go in and harass the cat. Often demons have former human spirits who were bad people in life enslaved to them. That sort of situation requires a ''Deliverance''. This is all pretty complicated being in different places but I will see what can be done about it.
Psychic 2
Keep it up...do as much positive as you can...this is a daily routine for a while now. As soon as you let your guard down this thing can slither right back in. Just keep at it...many prayers and lots of scripture. Together we will exhaust it. I agree with Nicholas as well. The higher up demons have their own slaves that can come by the hand-full and bother us. Usually the higher ups will sit back and watch as an entire legion or more will try to come in and drain you of energy and will.
Demonologist
Holy water and prayer. Fasting as you can as well.
- Psychic 2
And getting a baptism done ASAP
Demonologist
Yes Baptism needs to be done asap.
Susan Urell
Ok thx everyone. Yeah the man in the car was pretty creepy. I need to find someone to do the baptism asap
Psychic 2
For sure. You will be tainted by these evil minions and lower level demons if you do not get the baptism done. Sorry to say but there is only so much we can try to hold off without seeking damage to ourselves. You must take control and repent any sins and get the baptism done...for everyone's sake. We have had some pretty strong issues happening (Psychic 1 and I) that we have been dealing with. Please stay strong and we will all get through this together. Once we accepted helping this particular one wants to fight back at us all...we have to continue through together to defeat this and keep it away. Blessings.
Psychic 1
Susan, so glad to hear God provided you with a ride. He comes when you pray and call on Him.
JUNE 6, 2014
Susan Urell
Hi everyone! How are u all? It's been dead quiet here for two days in a row for a change! Hope all's well with u
- Psychic 1
Great to hear! We have had some crazy storms our way. Everything else seems ok.
Susan Urell
Thank God!
- JUNE 7, 2014
- Susan Urell
Hi everyone! Happy weekend!! Well all is good at my end but maybe not really. At least one good thing: The length of time in the morning where BB is being annoyed is lessening!! It's over as fast as it comes! I have been completely ignoring! Feeling very strong & comfortable at home. Also I visited with the Pastor & bible study group this Week! But.....
I was going to go to Chicago next weekend for my niece's 21st bday party, but decided it was too expensive. I hadn't told her 18 yr old sister that I changed plans yet But..last night my 18 year old niece texted me at 3:50am bc she thinks she has a ghost. She texted:
"I think I have a ghost. And I think it's because of you planning on staying here"
She caught me off guard with that, but I told her not to be afraid & to just pray. Her mom is Catholic and she believes in Jesus so that's good. I sent her the prayers that you first sent me. Anyway, I told her that others in our family tree are sensitive & have ghosts, too. I reminded her that through Jesus she has the authority over it.
Long story short, her friend saw a ghost woman apparition and the broken doorbell has been ringing this week at their apartment, and of course nobody is at the door. She has no idea that I even have had problems in my new place. I haven't discussed my situation with her in over a year!
Uggh. Thank u again for giving me the tools to help her.
So what does your gut tell u? Is this the same demon now messing with my niece, who is extremely emotionally sensitive? She would be an easy target & needs toughening up for the real world!! She’s prone to emotional breakdowns. I’m a bit worried about her.
Psychic 1
Good evening, glad to hear that you are doing a little better. I guess maybe I might be alone here, but not all ghosts are not demonic. Now, the doorbell rings, but no one is there might indicate something else besides a ghost; however, it is important that if a spirit or ghost makes you feel uncomfortable and not at peace most likely this spirit is not at peace either. You can always ask them to leave. I feel like this girl's doorbell ringing is a place where your niece might live or has in the past. If I do not feel at peace with something then I believe that is the Holy Spirit indicating that it is not ok for me to proceed with any kind of communication. The peacefulness is the key. The name of Jesus is more powerful than anything; I know that you are aware of it. I feel like this girl used to live in one of the apartments. Was she seen down a hallway? I believe something also happened in your niece's living room area around this time and in the kitchen with a plate. I also see a necklace and a cross. I also hear the word grandmother was one of her grandmother's a Catholic who gave her some sort of jewelry that is special to her and perhaps blessed? As I am sure you know, she should not open the door when it rings. I hope this will help you a little and hope things subside.
Psychic 2
Susan I agree as far and the the spirit you are speaking of with your niece. It is human and does not want to cause any harm...it is not the same one you have dealt with. As far as the door bell ringing I would not answer it....cannot see who that is however I do not trust that one...there are many demons, minions and trickster type of "ghosts" who will mimic and mock other spirits. Prayer with scripture is always going to be your strongest defense in battle. Remind her to pray every day and to always give thanks for everything we have in and around our lives. Glad to hear yours is taming down...just keep up doing the salt baths once a week anyways and consume a tsp of holy water everyday for few weeks. Sprinkle the Holy Water on your cat and around your sleeping area.
God bless.
- Psychic 1
I also meant to tell you that you are not alone. We are all here for each other in Christ. Have a blessed night .
- Susan Urell
Thank u for your input! I'll pass it on to my niece.
I gotta get more sea salt!
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- JUNE 8, 2014
Susan Urell
I'm up bc my niece called me all freaked out just now. We went over a few prayers & she feels better now. Thank u again for all your input & help! Yesterday my niece received my recently departed grandmother's bracelet. Grandma was Jewish so doubtful the piece was blessed by a Priest unless she got it second-hand. Oddly it was a modern bracelet with skulls on the beads! Someone gave it to our grandmother and then thought our youngest niece would like it! But it arrived in the mail just as the ghost was showing up in their apartment, and it freaked her out.
- JUNE 9, 2014
Susan Urell
Hi everyone! Hope everyone's doing well. Not so much over here. Man, satan is pulling out all the stops on me now. My brother, who is my closest friend & ally, viciously attacked me verbally yesterday for helping my niece w/her ghost issues. As you know she's been calling me at 4am saying she has a ghost in her apt. A friend saw an old lady apparition and the doorbell's been ringing w/no one there. So I gave her prayers & told her to stay close to Jesus & not to worry.
- Well yesterday my brother called and yelled at me in the most vicious tone & screamed "stay the fuck away from my girls with that shit." He called me crazy, & said that if I don't leave my niece alone it would bring irreparable damage between us. I was really hurt and told him SHE CALLED ME & I only tried to comfort her. He slammed the phone down on me. He's never been that vicious even as kids. It really hurt me & he sent an apology letter that still told me to stop talking to my niece about spiritual stuff now and forever!! (She's 18, not 8!). It feels like satan is trying to destroy my family since he can't destroy ME. My niece is weak, immature, depressed, on all kinds of psyche meds, & a freshman in college. She's an easy target.
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Then her mom called & also reamed me a new butt for "encouraging a belief in ghosts."
I have been forbidden to talk to my niece now about this stuff, which has me worried for her (and everyone). If she's sensitive, I don't want her to feel that she's alone.
Anyway, I'm pretty down but praying alot. I refuse to succumb to satan's trickery to rip my family apart. I gave my niece all the tools she needs so I feel good about that at least. My family believes I'm crazy & have gone off the deep end. My brother has no respect for me & what I've been through. Anyway, I'm still in shock that he talked to me like that, and I know there's alot of fear there, so I'm trying to forgive him. I'm just praying for him & his atheist soul & will depend on God to fix everything as He sees fit.
Everyone take care, be safe, be well! Xoxo
Psychic 2
Sorry to hear that. You were just comforting your niece and she did reach out to you. She is also an adult at that age by law and is able to talk to whom ever she feels comfortable with and see's fit. Keep praying.
I can see why her parents would be concerned as they do not understand the supernatural world that exists around us...and for many many ppl.
I know you are hurt but remember you are strong and I'm sure it was not meant to be that way...they are just concerned and perhaps afraid.
Blessings to you. Doing ok here. Haven't had any activity thank God for that.
Susan Urell
Yaaaayyy!!!!
Demonologist
Susan - Tell your niece what I told you: You have to do what is right for YOU, not the family. She is the one being harassed, not you. Jesus is the real deal, and that is why this is happening. I hate to say this, but your family is Jewish, and they are totally open to the attacks of satan as long as they have not accepted Jesus as the messiah. I'm not going any further on this, other than to say that I believe the original Pharisees lied to their Jewish followers about Jesus purposely in order to keep them under their control. I'm not trying to anger you, I am just saying that the Jews are in trouble spiritually. You trying to help any Jew through Jesus, is going to cause a 'shit storm' for lack of better words. Don't turn your back on Jesus- HE is the LIFE. No one comes unto the Father except through Jesus. Nobody. Leave it in Gods Hands - Tell God to take it off your plate as it is too large an issue for you.
Psychic 2
Amen
- Psychic 1
Susan, I am sorry that you and your family members are having difficulties. I will offer up prayers for all of you and your family. Unless they are going or have gone through supernatural things , it is hard to understand. I am sorry that they were angered. Your niece looks up to you and you gave her some tools. This could help her for a lifetime. Find comfort in knowing that God loves us all and will pray for healing of hurtful words in your family. Have a nice week and try to get some rest . God bless .
Susan Urell
Thanks you guys. Wow yeah, way too big for my plate. For sure. The cool thing is that it's quiet again at my place!! Been sleeping like a baby! Thank God and Amen to that!!
My niece's mom is Catholic & my brother is against all organized religion including Judaism. My niece has much more of a Christian background than Jewish, but she has not yet accepted Jesus 100%. We have been talking about her faith alot & I encouraged her to stay close to Him.
JULY 29, 2014
Susan Urell
- Hey u guys, I have to tell you all the good stuff that's been going on since we did the deliverance. After that first ugly few days with the stalker & my niece's problem, the blessings have been pouring in. I am heading to San Francisco this Fall for a 7 week job, I found a cool subletter cat person to rent my place & cat sit! AND, I've been invited to Africa to teach kids how to brush their teeth!! But...the best of all is...Yesterday I met with my former modeling agent to see about doing some commercial or print work again, & she wants me to do a MolarTron lecture series! The best part, is her client is Petco, and she said they may be looking for someone like me to talk about animal dental health!! This is a dream job for me!! I can help animals & kids! I am still trying to pick my jaw up off the floor from when it dropped. Praise God. THANK YOU ALL! Thank you Jesus. I'm in total awe. You taught me so much about prayer!! I never ask for things anymore. I just remind God that I am at His service and ready to do whatever He puts before me to do, for HIM. I know FOR SURE this is nothing short of a miracle. The job in SF, the catsitter who will pay my rent, the lecture series...
I'm in total awe.
Xoxoxo
Demonologist
It was an exorcism, Susan. There is a bit of a difference.
Susan Urell
Oh wow. It was a exorcism?!!
Demonologist
Yes
- Susan Urell
Well it changed my life, that's for sure. It totally worked!!!!
Demonologist
But getting to your message - yes you yourself were delivered out of the hands of evil. The demon was exorcised. You have turned your life over to Jesus - MAJOR.
Susan Urell
I feel as if I am in the hands of God now. It's such a beautiful feeling!! I did turn my life over to Jesus. I thank Him everyday, many times, throughout the day.
MAJOR!!
Psychic 2
Amen...What a blessing ...god does answer our prayers when the time is right and when we pray and worship him. Happy for you. I will continue praying for you. xx
Psychic 1
Awesome news! God is watching out for all of us.
Demonologist
Yes He is!
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AUGUST 8, 2014
- Susan Urell
Hi everyone! Hope everyone is well. This morning my cat was freaking out again so I made a video. Then I sent the video to this guy who enhances the lighting and I saw something on BB. I stopped the enhanced video during playback & took a snapshot. No worries. I'll re-bless the place tonight. I'll ask the Pastor on Sunday about getting Baptized. Thx guys! Have a good night. Xo
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Demonologist
Yes you need to get baptized!
- Psychic 1
So thankful that you are getting baptized! Have a blessed week!
Susan Urell
U too!!
- AUGUST 11, 2014
Susan Urell
So last night I woke up to my cat crying. So I put the video camera in a stand on my bed and let it roll. At 8:30am BB jumped on the bed & I was comforting her as this weird light appeared on the video. There is also a SNAP sound that I could not debunk.
- http://instagram.com/p/rj0UE5yBah/
- I recited the Lord's Prayer & immediately got a chill.
- Could this be dust? I've never seen dust do that before! Anyway I hope u got a good night sleep afterall.
- Hope u girls are well, too. Xoxo
Psychic 2
That's very strange. If it were anything other than paranormal related I would say a big bug of some sort with wings...but I don't really see that either. I had a feeling you would perhaps have a visit last night as well. I'm doing well....Thank you.
Susan Urell
I'm easily distracted right now! At least I have no fear. Praise Jesus!
Psychic 2
I have never seen anything like this. I'm getting a second opinion right now from our video tech.
Psychic 2
Susan can you do me a favor when you have time. Can you take a few pics around the room that this video is taped in....like stand in the middle and take a pic of each wall including the furniture in the pics so we can see the layout. This will help us with identifying anything that could of made a reflection back to the video camera.
Demonologist
I saw two orb like things come down like one was chasing another at one point in the video. When this happened what kind of feeling did you get?
Susan Urell
Thank u guys soooo much!! Ok here is a virtual tour of the bedroom!
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| Notice the time! 8:11 |
- VIDEO TOUR OF BEDROOM:
- http://instagram.com/p/rkjYycyBdI/
Psychic 2
Was the lava lamp on at all that night?
Thank you for sending.
Susan Urell
No. Hasn’t been on in months.
- Psychic 2
What is the clicking noise...did you turn on a flashlight or lamp?
Susan Urell
The activity seemed to happen between 5:30am-9:00am. No I was only petting BB on the bed. I hear clicks all the time! Sometimes in the walls
Demonologist
Did you use holy water? If you detect something happening that you cannot see but can feel, give it a douse of holy water.
Susan Urell
I felt a freezing touch to my face. Yes I used Holy Water & prayers. I also spent the day applying to be on The Dead Files! Amy encouraged me on twitter to apply. Of course my computer kept freezing so I restarted it like 3 times. I can't even get on my blog to update it right now.
Demonologist
I have warned you against Amy Allen and you will not listen.
- Psychic 2
I'm not a fan of her either...I can see many differences between her and myself. I disagree with a lot that she says as well.
Susan Urell
Well I wanted Steve to research the land. There have been at least three deaths in a 10,000 foot or less radius
- Psychic 2
It's interesting though that they are perfectly round and overlapping in the pic. That's not very common of paranormal.
- Demonologist
When you are delivered out of the hands of evil, you don't want to do anything to encourage it to come back.
- Psychic 2
I'm not doubting you had activity last night. I knew you were going to. I'm sorry.
Susan Urell
I'm hoping it's just dust!! Perfectly round dust
Demonologist
I don't know what the large lights are in the video, but I did see two small orbs shoot down in the middle of the footage. So yes, something was happening. The best thing to do is go around the home daily and sprinkle holy water and recite the Lords prayer and ask your Guardian Angel to watch over you and the home.
- On Amy Allen - I have seen her go from running a camera filming other psychics in a home, to now being a psychic herself on television. There are a lot of things she does and recommends that are in my opinion just flat out wrong and just giving the demonic more leeway in peoples lives.
Susan Urell
Sometimes I'm shocked at what she comes up with! Chaos magician?!! Anyway I agree that the best is prayer, Holy Water, etc.
Demonologist
Watching programs like the Dead Files is especially dangerous for those who have been afflicted by the demonic. I don't recommend you watch any of those types of programs, or even movies - until you are sufficiently strong enough spiritually, at least. You need to get baptized and complete the road you started down.
Susan Urell
I will. Yeah I love that show! The last two episodes were particularly fascinating to me. At least she recommended exorcisms!!
Demonologist
I have also noted that 'exorcism' is thrown around a lot lately on some of these television programs. They are not doing real exorcisms in most of them. They aren't doing the Catholic Rite - the only tried and true methods which have been around for several hundred years.
Susan Urell
I haven't been watching other shows like I watch Dead Files. I have a crush on Steve! Lol
Demonologist
Wow. When are you going to get baptized?
Psychic 2
I agree we recommend to all of our clients to not watch any of those types of shows while dealing with these strong demons or any demon. I know for myself even that when those shows are on in my home the activity spikes up....even while the show is playing. Lol Steve lol
Susan Urell
That's so weird! So u think activity here is linked to your activity last night?
Psychic 2
I like that he seems more skeptical and questions more ...but again any show that is paranormal related even of the mediums and what not and not good to watch while experiencing activity. Even though it's hard not to watch bc sometimes there are things we learn and see how others deal with things happening to them.
Susan Urell
I watched back to back Dead Files on Sunday morning!!
Demonologist
I used to watch Ghost Adventures, but I stopped because they are doing harm, and not helping anyone. I cannot support that sort of activity. Secondly, I wanted to see what all these paranormal groups were doing. Psychic 2 and her group of people are different than 95% of the other paranormal groups out there- they aren't just out there stirring things up.
Demonologist
Susan you need to get baptized and stay away from Dead Files.
Psychic 2
Since he is the lead on this case and to anyone involved including myself and Psychic 1....we will also have activity at times and down falls. That's why it's very very important for the client to follow through with all instructions given to the fullest. It puts our own lives in danger.
- Susan Urell
Ok. I hear ya.
Psychic 2
We decided to help and were lead to by The Lord... It's an everyday process to keep this thing away and his legion that stands behind him.
Demonologist- That stuff doesn't bother me any. I know Psychic 2 is worried for me, but I have seen and experienced MUCH worse over the years. God protects me, and I call on Him for protection. I do not experience fear like everyone else does. I have gotten beyond that, because I know my guardian angel is watching out for me.
Psychic 2
- I'm only fearful for any of us involved bc of the type it is ...but I do not fear. I know I have my armor on and a huge shield of light protecting me.
Susan Urell
Baptism will be the last Sunday in September!! Yay!!
Psychic 2
I think you have a shapeshifter. I have already seen it's different looks but that
- does not bother me!
Demonologist
You had a long period of time of inactivity. I am just hoping that this thing with the Dead Files etc has not given it permission to come back. When you get rid of these sort of things, you have to resist doing things that will allow it to return. Getting baptized asap is important, as well as baptism of the Holy Spirit.
Psychic 2
Remind you our job as a team is to debunk until we cannot ...so we remain skeptical. As individuals we have diff talents and "jobs" I only go off what I feel or see or am told by my guides that I trust. But the job of the rest of our team ( other than myself and Psychic 1) is to be skeptical and try to debunk. That does not mean there is not activity and things are not happening it just means we do not have solid proof of evidence. I agree with the Demonologist that it's an open door then.
- Demonologist
I did an exorcism on a persons home and all was quiet with that for a month- then she decided to watch some Booth Brothers production about exorcism and demonic activity- literally the same night the activity started up again. So if we go through all the pains of exorcising these things, we have to be careful of what we do afterwards - some times things such as a movie are 'passive invitations' and here it comes again.
Psychic 2
Yep that is very true I have experienced it first hand myself.
Demonologist
There have been people in the past that have been possessed, then exorcised, and some have gone to live the rest of their lives in monasteries to keep from being re-possessed and lead as holy a life as possible. I've had a lot of really angry demons after me for a lot of years. I am always praying as I walk down the street, even sitting around the house etc. I have, by the power of Jesus, robbed many of their prey. They hate my guts.
Psychic 2
I am the same...for many years I have not let them claim victory. When I was a child they scared me...then I became an adult at an early age and learned to defeat them better with the word of God. Psychic 1 and I went to a Christian school together for years and always went to church. It does not matter...when you are against them and battle against them they will return again in time. Whether it be through a client or other ways. Stand guard at all time and do not be fooled for the devil is deceitful and will try to fool.
Demonologist
Exactly- they are always watching us. They will keep a safe distance, but they will continue to watch. They have nothing better to do in reality.
- Psychic 2
Indeed that is the truth
- Susan Urell
I believe that. Once they see u, they hover around, waiting for a chance to strike again. Last night was quiet. How about you?
Demonologist
No issues here. My home is my sanctuary, I don't let things come here if I can help it. Only when I am about to get a new case usually do they become emboldened.
Psychic 1
Nothing too unusual. I am reminded how important praying in the morning and evening can be. God bless everyone.
Demonologist
I pray everyday, many times a day. It's important to keep our lives in check.
Psychic 1
Amen to that.
- Susan Urell
Yes Amen to that! I'm realizing how important the power of prayer is, too. It's been super quiet again thank God!!
Psychic 1
That is terrific! It fills you with the Holy Spirit of God. It is wonderful.
- Susan Urell
Yes!!! I had another cool experience w/Jesus reassuring me that He's with me!!! He's with US!
- Yesterday I was bumming big time about gaining weight & being out of control w/sugar and I'm not sleeping, and I'm worried about my fascination w/the paranormal & worried for my cat...so I just prayed for help, saying these things are just too big for me to handle alone, and that I was gonna cast these problems onto Him like the Pastor had said to do in church. I prayed hard about it the whole day long. Next thing I knew I saw Jesus again in my mind's eye, He had His arms extended & bathed me in His white light. I know He is with us! Of course satan tried to get between me and Jesus & I had to squelch the fear and doubt that crept in but I said "I rebuke u, satan! I rebuke u, satan!" Over and over. "I belong to God! My soul belongs ONLY TO GOD!!!" satan was really persistent but I kept thanking Jesus over and over, ignored satan, & satan finally went away. I felt exhausted.
- But Jesus said to me, "You can do this. You can do it."
- I know I didn't imagine that!! I was wide awake in the shower when it happened!!! Twice I have seen Jesus now in the shower! Exposed in all my nakedness...in the running purifying healing water.
He's with us. We're okay. Well, you all already knew that!! I guess I'm still a student...
- Last night I was finally able to eat half of dinner & box the rest and I felt empowered (and better!). THANK GOD!!!
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- (And thank u guys, too!)
Psychic 1
I think that is great! I see him in praying and meditation sometimes. It is very peaceful. We are all here to learn on earth, so I don't know everything:)
Demonologist
Jesus overcomes everything
- Susan Urell
Amen my friends!
- SEPTEMBER 9, 2014
Susan Urell
Hi guys! How u all been? I'm still having trouble at home...well the cat gets the brunt of it. Three more weeks til Baptism! Yay!
Have u heard of a man named Simon, aka The Ghost Remover? I met him & Paul Rogers on twitter. Simon wrote a book: - http://www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/0992963400/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?qid=1404479793&sr=8-1&pi=SY200_QL40
- Is it worth reading? What do u think?
Psychic 2
I have no idea who he is I would be somewhat careful. I know you’re wanting this to change sooner than later and it gets exhausting. Trust me I know first hand. I have been under major attack this week as well...so I am going to have to take it easy for a while with cases until I am back where I need to be physically. Warriors of God are often under attack when we help so many ppl and drive those demons away. I will as I always do continue prayer many times daily for you and all.
- Susan Urell
Awww I'm sorry to hear u are having a rough week. I will pray extra hard for u as well. Those demons SUCK! I am going to give my kitty a break soon bc I am leaving her with 2 cat lovers while I go work in San Francisco from Oct-Dec. If my catsitters don't mention anything (such as "Your cat is weird!" Or "she howls & scratches the walls"), then I'll know it's ME and not the apartment that is haunted.
I wish I could get BB Baptized, too!! But I continue to shpritz her with Holy Water before bedtime! She's used to it now!!
Feel better Psychic 2! God bless you! And God Bless us one and all. Xoxoxo
- Psychic 2
Thank you Susan. Your kitty can be blessed you know. The holy water is a very good defense and a very small amount can be consumed. I would recommend a half a tsp from your hand.
God Bless you. I'm very excited for your baptism!!! Please let us know how it goes and how you feel afterwards.
Take care.
Demonologist
It's always a battle, but in your case having come to Jesus really hit satan in the face. So he is furious, and even if he cannot now get at you, his minions will try to bother you or the cat. Take no heed - he has no power over you if you continue on the path you have chosen to take. I am also excited about your baptism. BB can be blessed by a Priest as well if you take her to the church, they will bless her. I would call ahead of time though. You might also like to know that those counted amongst the "Saints" were continually harassed by demons. I have read many accounts of this. God bless.
- SEPTEMBER 27, 2014
- Susan Urell
Good morning everyone! How are u all? I just wanted to thank u again for helping me. Tomorrow is my Baptism and look at the beautiful clouds over my head right now! Love and peace to us all!! Xoxo
- I was actually singing and praying to God to be sure I was doing the right thing (since I was reared in the Jewish faith) when I looked up & saw what looked and felt like Angels.
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- I was singing this Hebrew song from Psalm 133 & feeling very connected to Him:
- http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hine_ma_tov
Demonologist
Great news on the baptism! God is great
- Psychic 2
Wonderful news Susan. Blessings to you.....it seems things have quieted for the past few weeks...that's music to my ears....I have had no activity myself and am feeling like yours has been very minimal compared to other times in the past few months.
Demonologist
No activity here.
- Psychic 2
I have felt the calm. Thank Jesus for that!
Demonologist
Amen
Psychic 2
We have just about completely defeated this battle working together daily. Although I do not share as I had said before...I believe each one of us has been praying hard and continued to defeat this nasty evil one! Another about conquer my friends! Susan continue everyday with your scripture and prayers and many times a day for a while. You got this!!!
Demonologist- Every step she takes towards Jesus, it gets weaker, and will eventually give up and seek out another target.
Psychic 2
Amen
- Demonologist
Amen
- Susan Urell
Amen!!!
ON SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 2014, I WAS BAPTIZED AT THE ST. JAMES CHRISTIAN CENTER IN COLUMBUS, OHIO, BY PASTOR JAMES DELANEY. IT WAS A LOVELY CEREMONY AND FELT LIKE THE RIGHT THING TO DO. ALL WEEK PRIOR I WANTED TO GO INTO THE JEWISH MIKVAH AS WELL, TO PURIFY MY BODY AND SOUL FOR GOD, BUT I WAS TURNED AWAY. I WAS TOLD THE MIKVAH IS FOR MARRIED WOMEN OR WOMEN ABOUT TO BE MARRIED. THEY QUESTIONED MY MOTIVE IN WANTING TO COME TO THE MIKVAH BUT I TOLD THEM IT WAS MY PERSONAL DESIRE TO CLEANSE MYSELF, AND MY REASONS WERE SPIRITUAL. THEY STILL TURNED ME AWAY. COINCIDENCE? I DON’T BELIEVE IN COINCIDENCE. I BELIEVE IT WAS GOD HIMSELF LEADING ME TO THE BAPTISM WITHOUT FEAR OR GUILT AND THAT I WAS NOT BETRAYING HIM OR MY JEWISH HERITAGE.
I WAS BAPTIZED WITH SEVERAL OTHER PEOPLE. I
FELT BLESSED AND RELIEVED AND I CRIED
QUIETLY DURING THE CEREMONY. SEVERAL TIMES
I FELT THE HOLY SPIRIT SWEEP THROUGH ME IN A
WAVE OF PURE HAPPINESS AND SERENITY. NONE
OF MY FAMILY OR FRIENDS OUTSIDE OF CHURCH
WERE THERE, ALTHOUGH I INVITED THEM TO
COME. BUT THAT WAS OKAY. THERE IS SO MUCH
LOVE AND TRUST AMONG MY CHURCH BROTHERS
AND SISTERS THAT I DIDN'T MISS MY BLOOD
FAMILY MUCH AT ALL.
- JANUARY 1, 2015
Susan Urell
Hi everyone! Happy new year! Hope everyone's well. My brother is better now, thank you! (He had a very bad viral infection that attacked his inner ear, causing vertigo and permanent nerve damage). Of course I couldn’t help but wonder if this was an attack by satan against my family, but I have to let that guilt go. Stuff happens. Life happens. Illnesses happen. - Yesterday was very rough because I had to end a 47 year old friendship with a person who hurt me very badly by betraying my trust for the last time, and she had been putting me down with nasty comments, etc. & attempting to extinguish my light every time I saw her over the past decade. We met in kindergarten. I am very saddened by it but feeling strong because I know God has my back.
- Also, another friend recently told me to stop being so positive & optimistic all the time, while she was drunk. Again, satan cannot extinguish my light anymore. I can feel myself glowing and vibrating at a much higher spiritual level than ever before in my life and I'm so grateful to God, to you for helping me, and for the opportunities given to me to STAY CLOSE to Jesus. When I hear the activity it is easier to ignore it and use it as an opportunity to praise God for all my blessings. Mostly I just sing prayers out loud until I fall asleep! satan's nightmares have stopped and I'm grateful for that.
Thank u everyone for the prayers. Praise God for all of you!
The battle continues!! I know I still have an unseen intelligence hounding me and my cat, but it can't touch me. It's just very troubling that my loved ones may still be targeted. It is true what is written in the Bible. It is spiritual warfare. Every day it goes on all around us.
- Love you all! Xoxo
- Psychic 2
Amen Susan keep strong!
- Demonologist
We're always here if you need to hear a voice etc. XOXO
Psychic 1
Susan, I am praying that God will send you new positive friends. You know you reminded me of something that I need to do tonight. Lay in bed and praise God with thank you for all he has given. It is also known as a form of prayer with Him. Happy New Year to all.
- JANUARY 24, 2015
Susan Urell
I would like to say my life after the exorcism and baptism has been personally great, but some of my oldest relationships with friends have ended or have been modified. Lots of people around me are either behaving oddly or are sick, not necessarily with the flu, but my mom's boyfriend has a concussion and my brother has vertigo. My uncle is being treated for lung cancer and another uncle just got diagnosed with Parkinson's.
I can't help but wonder if demons are working overtime to encourage me to have a meltdown. I try to stay focused on God. I've been noticeably fighting off depression with all this excessive drama swirling around me and my loved ones. I'm needing to be alone alot, to pray, stay centered, swim, and stay focused on God, be connected to Earth. I personally feel good but the people around me are falling apart. The other bad thing is I'm so empathetic to their troubles, it's becoming really hard to keep a barrier to their feelings so I don't absorb their energy too much. And of course, I pray for all of them. Ok well thx for letting me vent (as usual!). Dang these demons are relentless. I can sense them just poking and prodding and chiseling away at my peacefulness. How can I be at peace when my poor cat is acting so weird every morning, and waking me up? :-(
Psychic 2
Can you talk on the phone? I want to explain how things happen in our everyday lives and this can become a reality. Sometime it is never ending so it seems....to all or any of us. I can relate at times. I deal with things myself at times including those around me...it def not easy and breaks those ppl involved at times.
Psychic 1
Susan, what you are seeing with a change in friends is an answer to prayer. I've been praying for the right people to come around you and new friends to meet:)
Demonologist
Correct - when you start on a truly good path, all those sinners around you will wail, and fall away from you. Not that I am not a sinner - we all are. However, when one is lead down the path of Jesus Christ, things change.
Psychic 1
I agree with you, like minded people will flock together. We are all sinners. However, positive people and negative people can bump heads. We should try to lift others up, but not be dragged down ourselves too much. There is a happy medium by following the Bible's teaching in lifting others up and not leaving a lamb astray.
- Demonologist
- Indeed - try to lead by example. However we cannot force someone else to change either - that is up to Jesus - ask Him to sort those people out for you
Susan Urell
So cool to see firsthand how God answers prayers! Man, I was so blinded and blocked before when I listened to satan whispering in my ear that God does not exist. I partied/did drugs, had a sex addiction, spending & shopping addiction...still have a food addiction which I'm praying about now every day (& have cast onto God for help). And yes, I have prayed for new friends, too, and prayed to be protected from my enemies, and prayed for spiritually like-minded people to enter my life now. I guess I wasn't prepared for having old friends leave the picture, but now I see it's necessary for me to be open and have room in my life for what Jesus has planned for me!
- JANUARY 26, 2015
Psychic 2
Hey guys I just wanted you to know that I am leaving this conversation on FB. Susan if you ever need me for anything you know where to find me. It has been a pleasure helping out in your case and I know you are headed in the right direction with Christ our Savior!! I am not trying to be rude just lightening up my load...all the messages and cases that are finished. Take care and God Bless!
Psychic 1
I wanted to thank you all and we agree as a team that we will have you guys in our prayers. If you ever need anything Susan, please feel free to contact us. May God bless and take care of you.
Susan Urell
Ok thank u guys! I appreciate all your help! I guess this is now case-closed!! Yaay!!!
Psychic 1
It's a great thing for you
Susan Urell
Thank u again everyone! God Bless you & your families. Much love to u all now and forever. xoxoxoxo
Again, if you need help with a demonic infestation, please write to the Demonologist who helped me: catholicdemonologist@yahoo.com.
G-d bless us one and all. Amen.
July 3, 2015
I posted more videos on my instagram account (Suzi Urell) whenever there has been activity here. But here are a few KENWICK videos, generally filmed sometime between 6:30am to 8:00am.
I also contacted the Parapsychological Association and have entered into psychotherapy counseling. I felt I needed to talk to someone about personal issues that have come up, and issues that have plagued me my entire life. I am also currently under the care of both an MD and nutritionist in an effort to become fit and healthy. I have attacked satan back, with mind, body, spirit, and God. Thank GOD that there are resources available to help a person remain happy, peaceful, sane, and fearless. Here are links to all the videos of my cat BB being harassed in our home. I can only help but wonder if she came into my life to protect me, and to be my partner in the first line of defense in defeating satan and his minions while I reconnect with God. She alerts me to any activity so that I can move in and fight back with prayer, holy water, blessed incense, and most of important of all, FAITH.
Here are some more videos of BB on various mornings. These videos were taken mostly between 6:30am to 8:00am. I was hoping that these orbs were dust and nothing more, but my cat is reacting to "SOMETHING" usually when this "dust" appears. I am a clean person, I have a housekeeper, and I have seen lots of dust when I've gotten out of bed and thrown back the covers. But mostly I am still in these videos and try hard not to move too much to stir up dust. I just find it very odd that I capture these light anomalies, BB reacts, I feel cold air, and I hear weird noises....simultaneously. But you be the judge.
There is new technology that enhances the light and motion in videos, and can display a spectrum of light undetectable by the naked human eye. It's called Hidden Intelligence Tracking. I sent some of the videos in for enhancement. These are what were returned to me. You will need to cut and paste to see them.
https://t.co/S34E7Rw3JK
https://vine.co/v/OBPUEBOjWYu
https://twitter.com/iphoneconfess/status/570434195052482560
http://Instagram.com/p/zgjmO4PKuq/
Here are enhanced photographs.
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| I see a Native American man in the doorway, holding another entity in it's left hand, upside down by it's feet. I can see the unclothed torso, including pecs, stomach, belly button, ceremonial mask, and medallion necklace. I do have authentic Navajo artifacts in my office that I purchased in New Mexico. A Choctaw friend of mine suggested the artifacts could have caused a tribal rivalry. After the lifting of the foundation, my neighbor found an Native American arrow head in the yard. I smudged the apartment again and prayed for the lost Native American souls, offered my condolences and sympathy for what the White Man did to them, and assured them my ancestors were being persecuted themselves in Russia during those horrific times and if there was a curse on the land to please release me from it. |
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| Can you see the black eyes of this entity that is hanging upside down? Is it a pioneer child? Is it the son or daughter of the man who is holding it? Are they a family playing? Or did this man kill this child? What do you think? |
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| Can you see the huge orb on the left side of BB? She is looking directly at something! The enhanced picture reveals a face and I'm not sure what the heck else in in that picture!! What do you see? |
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| In this enhanced photo I see a woman on the left side of the screen. She seems to be dressed in a white blouse and full-length skirt with a dark apron. She appears to be holding something in her hands. A hat perhaps? Could she be a slave? A pioneer woman? A Native American woman in pioneer dress? What do you see? And how about that creepy profile of a face to the right of the girl? Can you see that, too? |
Hidden Tracking Technology (HIT) is new, but it sure is fascinating. Ohio did host the Underground Railroad for escaped slaves seeking freedom, and Ohio was once Native American land to many. The city of Columbus is 200 years old and has a history of being haunted. That, along with the information about the murder-suicide in 2007, is all I know about this property.
It's still active off and on. Tonight around 11:45pm, while reviewing this blog and adding videos to it, of course BB began howling in the hallway, freaked out on the bed while looking at something unseen to my eyes. You know. The usual. I guess you could say it is what it is. Time to go burn some blessed incense and get out the holy water. Glory to God. Glory to God. Glory to God.
Christmas Morning 2015
Merry Christmas! I had a Christmas miracle last night!
Many of you know my home is haunted, right? I've done EVERYTHING possible to remove the spiritual energy along to where it needs to be, OTHER THAN IN MY BEDROOM! Well, lately it's been very noisy again just this week, my cat has been climbing the walls & howling again, I can hear the spirits moving around, & two nights ago I commanded them out in Jesus' name for the millionth time (it does quiet down for a while after cleansings).
But last night after attending Christmas services, I had a dream, and in the dream I met a Pope at a Christmas party. He wasn't Pope Francis but he was being referred to as a Pope by a group of children who were there talking with him. I joined the group and rather immediately he took my hand and the next thing I knew he was performing an exorcism on me, my life, my home...it was the most surreal bizarre experience! And as usual, it was a lucid dream. I was completely aware that I was dreaming.
Once the Pope got started with blessing me, I began laughing hysterically at the Pope, even though I did not find anything funny at all. Then, as things progressed, I began crying hysterically and fell down to the floor in a heap of tears. That freaked me out because I was happy the Pope was helping me. I wasn't sad at all!
Then I was barely able to utter the words GET OUT to the demons, and I panicked a little bc I had lost my voice for a while. But, I did not yield to the tricks of the devil, who began stepping up his game in the quest for my soul.
The Pope was strong, determined, and unmoved by all the crazy things I was doing ...or was being influenced to do. It seemed as if the exorcism went on for an hour. I was exhausted. My bones & muscles were fatigued. I wanted to wake up already and end it. But then I kept noticing Jesus on the Pope's cross and I became fixated on thanking Jesus over and over and over. There was nothing that could stand between me and Jesus! I knew He had my back. I knew I had to continue on and see this through the end. Jesus was with me and there was no more fear, no doubt that good triumphs over evil.
When the Pope had finished, I felt relieved and I just kept thanking Jesus for sending me this Christmas miracle of safety & protection.
I woke up saying, "Thank you Jesus, thank you Jesus! Happy Birthday!" My cat BB was snuggled up next to me & meowed. We stayed in bed for half an hour enjoying that fleeting moment in time, snuggling and feeling grateful for all the blessings in life that I have, grateful that my relationship with God is stronger than ever.
One of my best blessings is YOU! So Merry Christmas to you! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas day & experience your very own Christmas miracle. Xoxo
Hey I wanted to give you some advice that helped me connect with God & open the doorway. You know I had lost faith, right? So a Pastor told me that all I had to do was thank God. It was that simple! Thank God for all the blessings in your life. That's easy, right? So I began thanking God for my family & friends, the obvious stuff. Then, if I found a quarter on the street, Thank You God! Then, a bill came & it wasn't as bad as I thought: Thank You God. Then, I began to get in the habit of thanking God ALL THE TIME FOR EVERYTHING! Oooh, that car almost hit me but didn't: Thank You God.
Just start with this one thing of recognizing your blessings big and small, and thanking Him.
This is how I began.
Merry Christmas!!!! Xo
Summer, 2016.
Ugh. BB sees something I don't see. But I did manage to capture a photo of an orb zooming by.
October, 2016.
I have a new kitty named Frankie. Frankie met a ghost in the hallway. You can see her cowering. I just commanded it out in my sleepy crack-of-dawn morning voice. No more fear. No more feeding it. You can see the orbs in the video.
Around the same time as this interaction, I had a nightmare that a convoluted Frankie-looking demon was on my chest literally sucking the life force out of me. Frankie and my other cat, BB, were sleeping on either side of me so I knew it wasn't Frankie. I was paralyzed but conscious in the dream, and I could not breathe. I could not speak. I could see the white translucent light of my soul leaving my mouth and entering the mouth of the "cat." I said in my mind with the greatest authority I could muster under the circumstance, "I command you back to where you came from. You cannot have my soul. I belong to God. In the name of Jesus, get out. With the blood of Jesus, get out" and I woke up. I promptly blessed the house with Holy Water and burned blessed Frankincense, as I do monthly or so. I contacted the Demonologist who told me what I already knew, that it was NOT just a dream.
Later in November, 2016, I had a conversation with the psychic I had met at a party years ago. I had called her because several of my family members had gone to see her and she told my cousin that a "rider" had jumped from me into her stomach and had babies there, which is why my cousin had gained so much weight recently (Sidenote: she had just turned 45. I was like, "Welcome to Middle Age").
My cousin texted me to tell me that she was now afraid to hug me, and that she was very afraid for me and that the burying of the ouija board did not work. So I called the psychic to let her know that she really must be more careful about what she tells people in a weak and hurting state of mind, and I'd like for her to EMPOWER my cousin and not leave her feeling weaker and afraid, and if my cousin had no or low self-esteem as she told me, then to encourage her to see a THERAPIST! Furthermore, how did the psychic know she wasn't being influenced by demons herself, to drive a wedge between me and my cousin?
The psychic agreed I had a very valid point, and we talked for quite some time. She told me I was a vortex for spirit energy, both good and bad, and that I was a very strong beacon of light for spirits...but I also was like a bug zapper! My light lured them in but then the wall I have up zaps them. Naturally, that made me feel badly. I don't want to hurt anything good, but I decided then and there that instead of telling EVERY spirit to go back to where they originated, I will now say, "Only the DIVINE is allowed near me. All evil must go back to where you came from."
She told me I was a very strong psychic medium, just like she is, and she asked me if I would like to see clients and work as a psychic medium like she does! I was like, HELL NO.
She instructed me in widening my wall of protection to the size of the Columbus outer belt, at least, to keep my loved ones protected as well. And every day after touching patients at work I should stop and pray for protection and command the spirits to stay where they are and not follow me home.
I told her that burying the ouija board DID indeed bind the spirits to it, and that it worked to close the circle that my cousins and I opened. I know it worked because Jesus appeared to me that night I buried it and reassured me that it was done. The psychic said if I believe it, then it is so. Yes. The Law of Attraction. Our beliefs and thoughts will for sure manifest into reality. As far as I am concerned... it is done. She said that I am touched by the divine, which makes my light very alluring and desirable to be in, for both the dead and the living. And of course the demonic realm will be attracted to me and want to snuff it out.
I got to meet a radio Pastor from Anaheim named Philip De Courcy last weekend. I briefly told him my testimony and he said I am a Completed Jew. Pastor Philip helped me ALOT to stay the course fighting satan with his sermons that are broadcasted twice daily. 91.5 on Columbus radio. 8:30am and 6:30pm weekdays. He's funny and has an Irish accent and I could listen to him talk all day!
