THE GHOSTS COME HOME continued...
By Nicole A. Good
It all started
in December 2000, December 11, 2000 to be exact. I had just had my third
child, a boy, on the 8th of December. He had been home one day when
things began to get strange.
As he laid in his car seat asleep, a welt showed up on
the middle of his forehead. I, at first, thought he had somehow
scratched himself. The ironic thing was, the welt showed up just as I
was looking at him and I knew he was asleep and had not moved.
I left him in the car seat as my floor was not dry yet
after having it shampooed and went about my activities. I kept a close
eye on my baby as I did things around the house, but every time I looked
at him, there was a scratch that developed into a welt in the middle of
his forehead.
I went out shopping to the local Wal-Mart. I was
standing in the customer service line to return something. I looked down
at my son and, to my surprise, another welt! I'm was getting very
curious at this point, trying to figure things out and the logic behind
it all. I was having emotional problems and thought my medications or my
imagination were playing tricks on me. In the back of my head, though, I
knew this was not the case.
I went so far as to call my therapist who thought that
I was doing this harm to my child. How wrong she was! She said she did
not believe in the existence of ghosts or the paranormal. So, at my next
appointment with my psychiatrist, I told him about the welts showing up
on my son's forehead. Just as I was leaning over my son showing the
shrink where the welts developed, I was pinched on the upper right arm.
"Hey, don't pinch me!"
My shrink then told me that maybe I needed to cut his
nails. I told him it wasn't my son who was doing it, plus his nails had
just been recently trimmed. Also, he couldn't reach that far up my upper
arm to pinch me. He was also, at that moment, asleep.
Of course, my shrink was looking at me like I was a
total nutcase. He asked me how long the welts had been happening. I
explained to him how long and that whatever was causing it had followed
us to Wal-Mart and scratched him while he was sleeping in the cart.
Now, I must speak about another incident because it's
crucial in my story. Winter had really set in in Houston, Texas. My
heater was on the fritz and my newborn son was once again asleep in his
car seat. I was sitting on the couch when, all of a sudden, I had goose
bumps up and down my arms. I couldn't stop freezing! It was, I'd say,
about 35 degrees outside.
My house hadn't been that cold all winter and this
wasn't the coldest it had been that winter either. This particular
night, however, I was absolutely chilled to the bone even while wearing
a heavy sweater and with the oven turned on.
I went to check on my son's temperature and he was
perfectly warm. Hands, face, head - everything was nice and warm.
At this point, I was thinking that there was an angel
watching over my son and keeping him warm. I went and put on my heavy
winter coat. After about 20 minutes, I was still
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chilled to the bone. Nothing could
warm me up. I'd even say that it was probably warmer outside than it was
in my house that night.
I called my best friend and talked to her and her mom
about the situation, explaining that it was so cold I could see my
breath. I was told to check for drafts around the doors and windows, but
found nothing. There was weather stripping around all of them.
Then they told me to light some candles and place some
herbs in them - rosemary, sage, and something else I can't remember now.
I did this the following night as I had to go out the next day and buy
the herbs as I didn't have any in the house. I didn't have any candles
either.
My best friend's mom brought over some candles that she
said I could use. I put the herbs on top of the candles as they'd
instructed. Once I'd done that, I lit the candles and stared at the
flames for awhile. I noticed the bottom half of the flame was black and
the others looked whitish. I told my best friend and her mom what I was
seeing.
After about two hours of watching the flames go from
black to white, I was told to blow out the candles. Then, my best friend
who practiced black witchcraft at the time, told me that she would have
to come over and check things out to see what was in the house.
Two days later, she came over. Almost immediately her
right arm began to tingle which meant that there was a presence in the
house, though we were unsure what kind of presence. My friend comes from
a magical mother and somewhat magical father. This was all back in
December of 2000.
At this point, I think I'll include some of the
happenings from my activity logs starting in 2001 as nothing else
happened until after January. Some of these do not have specific dates
on them, just the year, because I could not remember when they actually
took place.
1) Welts have developed on Brendan's forehead since December 2000 and
still continues off and on. I've also noticed welts on his chest and
side of stomach. (00-04)
2) Steam vacuum turned on and running (01) - I was awakened at 6 am with
the sound of it running. I walked out of the bedroom to find it switched
and just sitting there on the floor. I turned it off, unplugged it,
rolled up the cord and went back to bed.
3) Stereo volume turned up not by any physical means (01,03) - this
happened in 2001 and 2003. Both times while I was outside smoking a
cigarette. The first time it happened, I was outside the front door
talking on the phone to a relative. The second time, I was just outside
the door smoking. I had it low enough that I couldn't hear it outside
until the volume was turned up. Then, I could hear every word being sung
or said.
In the latter part of 2002, I began watching my best
friend's son while she worked. It was a bad experience. All he did was
cry the whole time he was with me and did not want to be there.
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SPIRIT GUIDE,
SAKEINA,
Channels Her Message Concerning "The Shift" of 2012. |
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This is the fifth segment of Sakeina's message concerning "The Shift" and the numbers many of us
have been seeing. Previous segments can be found in the Night
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"Levels
of wealth will become obsolete. Money will be a thing of the past. You
understand how to use your abilities to provide everything you require
to survive. You have this ability now, especially those of you seeing
the numbers. Your training is tuning you into a different frequency - a
higher frequency - where the rules are different than on the physical
plane.
What you consider solid on your Earth plane is only an
illusion that can be manipulated just by concentrated thought. Since you
are born into the physical realm, you are taught only the rules of the
physical, but at the moment of your birth, you still have the memory of
the higher vibration from which your soul had contact throughout your
time in the womb. You remain in contact with the higher level until you
turn your Earth age of three, continuing to receive instruction about
the life path you chose before you entered into the physical plane.
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MURDER AND A MAP
By Robin
When I was early into my pregnancy with my son (now he's 24), I had a dream
that started out with me looking at a girl's graduation picture. She was a
beautiful blonde wearing a lovely light blue short sleeved light sweater
with a pearl necklace to set it off. Every night I would see the picture
more and more clearly.
About four days into the dream,
the girl started to communicate with me. She asked me if I believed in evil.
In my mind, I pictured the devil and remembered my Great Grandmother saying
to me that 'to believe in anything evil is to give it power'. As this
thought came into my head, the girl in the picture nodded at me and smiled.
She asked me if I was brave. I answered her in my head, "Not particularly."
We never actually spoke words.
She then told me that she had
something she needed to show me. The next night, I began having dreams of a
map, her car, and bridges. The scenery reminded me of Colorado as I had gone
there after these dreams and thought that this was what she'd been showing
me - tall, tall bridges, deep ravines and lots of trees. At the time of the
dream, I had a feeling she was showing me out West somewhere.
Four nights and a map later, she
came to me again. She told me that she had to show me so someone would know.
She stated that she had picked up a hitchhiker and, for some reason, they
had abandoned her Volkswagon Beetle on the highway to hike down and camp
beside a shallow creek. The hitchhiker was a rough looking man, but
handsome, and he told her to wait at the camp while he gathered firewood.
She said she was lost in thought when he returned. He approached her quietly
from behind and strangled her with his red neck kerchief. After that, he
scooped gravel over her body. I saw the whole thing as she stood beside me
and asked me to tell others what had happened to her.
These dreams came as a series.
and I felt compelled to re-create the map to see what it would show me. I
gave it to a local cop. He checked nationwide, but could find no one of her
description listed as missing. I felt very sad as I'd hoped to be able to
give someone peace. After that, the dreams stopped completely.
When my son was about three
years old, the girl came back to me in my dreams and I do believe she helped
me leave my body. I walked up and down my hallway, checking on my kids. She
asked me where I wanted to go and I told her that I wanted to go home (6
hour drive one way) to see my family. She told me that was just too far and
I would just be sad. Then she asked who I wanted to come to me at my time of
death so I would not be afraid. I told her, "My Great Grandmother." She
smiled, nodded, and asked if I wanted my grandmother and mother as well,
though both were alive at the time of my dream. I told her, "Of course."
She told me that all was well
and that her family knew about her - they just knew. The man who had
murdered her was in prison for another charge, sickly and dying, and he had
asked for her forgiveness. She believed that he had suffered more than
anyone should for his actions to others. She took me back to the site again
and her remains were still there, though not much more than bones. She was
peaceful and, as we stood over her earthly remains, I received a jolt of
love like no one on earth ever feels.
Suddenly, I was looking back on my entire life - the
good and the bad - and received totally loving acceptance. I was in awe. She
smiled at me and told me that this was what lay ahead. Her eyes glowed a
pure blue white light. When she turned to leave, I told her I wanted to go
with her and began running to catch up to her. A voice came from nowhere
telling me that it was not my time to go. I felt myself falling and with a
jolt, I woke up crying.
My, now, ex-husband was screaming in my ear, "Did you
see the light?" He'd been sound asleep and, suddenly, the bedroom was filled
with a flash of light brighter than anything he'd ever seen before. He'd
jumped out of bed and ran to the window thinking that something was coming
down the driveway.
I didn't tell him what had happened. There was no
point. I lay crying in the dark, angry, sad and upset that she wouldn't take
me with her. Later, I realized that whoever had denied me from going with
that girl knew what they were doing. I took my kids away from their abusive
father and his family, then was able to help get Jetseta Gage's murderer
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