My Story: Where all the anger came from

In today’s “market” for spiritual guidance and practical help, a majority of practitioners can do more harm than good. 

Complete a two day course and people enter the marketplace believing that they have the capacity to help you, the client.  Unfortunately what they end up doing is creating havoc with your energy, your aura and ultimately with your life.

Don’t get me wrong, there are AMAZING individuals who have experience talent and a knack for finding and fixing even the most unsual of issues.  There are truly remarkable people who have the capacity to change your life, heal your soul and direct you on your own spiritual journey. However in most cases, and note I place the emphasis on my experience, most practitioners don’t have a clue.

The Story

It all began four years ago at a retreat where I “opened up” and began to hear dead people.  They were nice. Well at the beginning anyway.

They told me everything I wanted to hear, the great things I would do, they places I would go and the people I would help.  The problem was these weren’t the nice warm and fuzzy spirits from all the books I had read and all the blogs I was following.  I was a university student, I know how to do my research.

These were dead people. 

They were individuals who had died and not passed over.  And they didn’t want to pass over. Unfortunately I had not protected myself and had accidently let these not so nice entities in.

It took a while to figure out the game.  They needed energy to survive and needed an uniformed individual to feed off to sustain there existence on this realm. They beat me down with there lies as my sadness helped sustain there existence.

It took 5 months but I cottoned on that something was wrong.  I still feel so stupid.

But WHAT?

What was wrong? This is were the fun began.  The first lady was my mentor of four years, the one who introduced me to the realm of esoteric possibilities.   She told me I had been dabbling in the dark and sent me to a practitioner.

This practitioner told me I had aliens around me who shouldn’t be there and that I was now completely healed.  The voices and taunts were still there and unfortunately they only got worse.  She had only opened me up more and made the problem worse.  My old mentor never contacted me again.

The next lady was a reiki individual who when I told her I was hearing voices and they weren’t nice (to put it mildly) she told me I needed to go to mental hospital and get some help.  She could not hear voices so of course I must be crazy.  I did not go back.

The last lady was a godsend.  She did not understand what was happening so she directed me to a have a session with another reiki practitioner.  He sat me down closed his eyes and told me I was far too open and had picked up some dead people.

I cried.

I wasn’t crazy.

He got rid of them but unfortunately the damage was done.  I had this ability and I couldn’t control it.  Consequently I have now spent almost the last three years trying to shut them out and keep them quiet.  Also I am now beginning to see them and they pop up at the most inconvienant times.

But that’s another story.

This is a cautionary tale. 

It has been my experience over the past six years that I have been searching for more that only 1 in 4 truly understands what they are doing.  Therefore tomorrow’s post will be dedicated to:

Tomorrow: Tips and Tricks in Finding the Right Psychic

Remember: It is easy to soar like an eagle when you are surrounded by turkeys