I wanted to share a story from a few years ago that, when I think back seems like it was straight out of a movie. It was the most profound experience I have had in regards to the creep factor after the fact. I am not a scaredy cat. Those of you who know me know it takes a lot to make me cringe unless we are talking about potted meat (tried it last night) It should be gross, but it was disturbingly delightful. Oh, and maybe Okra, I keep trying it, yucky slime in the middle gets me every time. Steeped in vinegar for a few weeks seems to help with the slime factor. One thing about my personality, I will just keep coming back until I get it right. With okra, I have come back again and again all different ways to find a way my tongue will tolerate it. This silly fact it important... being scared and not going back to this particular house no matter what was the gut reaction I had on this day. So freaked out I went home and locked my doors and window against things that have no use for them.
One day, a few years back I received a phone call from a therapist that was a referral from a friend. She said that she had heard all about me and wanted to discuss what I do in my work. She said I came highly recommended. Mentioning she worked with many clients that had some deep troubles. I sound a bit ego driven here, but I say it this way for a reason. She gave me the impression she would like to refer some of her clients to me. At that moment many things went through my mind. I was at work as a homecare nurse when we had this conversation. I looked down at my clothes, glad that, that day I had worn a dress that was good enough for a house call with a perspective referral source. I had the absolute wrong idea!
I did a bit of a reading as I drove to her house in regards to the person I was meeting. I started to get bits and pieces of a warning that this was more than what was presented to me. As I walked into her home, her dog stood beside her and growled. What? She explained she didn’t know what her dog’s problem was, but he tended to do that a lot. Animals tend to be much more sensitive to spirits than humans. This dog was just plain stressed out with its surroundings. Creep.... We sat and talked a bit about what I do. Then here is comes. She looks at me and asks "Do you see them?" In the same tone of voice, I swear, that the little boy in 6th sense had when he said "I see dead people." A little side note, I do not walk around with my signal on. It is too overwhelming, I experience too much of everyone’s stuff. All I was feeling so far was.... something is creepy.... I looked at her as I turned on my radar and said "who?" She replies "All the dead people that I collect after their violent death." What!!!! At that moment I realized that I was there for her, to help her. As I looked around there was many trapped souls. As soon as I opened that door to my vision, there she was a ball of anger. She was a young girl of 12, pissed beyond earthly words. She spat anger and words that most 12 year olds do not usually utter. Raging about the fact that this woman she had approached for help had ignored her on purpose for time that seemed endless. The therapist told me she collects souls that have died violently. She knew they were there and chooses not to address it. Back to the young girl... this is the cool, creepy feeling part. Her anger, because she is spirit, charged the room. It is very hard to explain the feeling. It is a tidal wave of energy that washes over everything. I felt cold, gooseflesh, a sensation of electricity up the back of my head, a little nausea and a big feeling of wanting to pray. This is all normal. Yes, indeed, normal high energy spirit communication at its rawest. I was not the only one to feel these intense sensations. She had carried these wayward suffering spirits with her but they had only touch her gently and subtly with their presence, not enough to take her back and make her act in their behalf. At this moment she literally jumped up and stood on the chair she had been sitting in, as if a hoard of mice came in the room and where going to devour her, toes first. She looked at me and yelled "What are you doing?" "You are doing this!" I gently explained to her, while I held my shit together, that it was the little girl. She was showing her rage and frustration, finally able to get her attention. Deep Breath.
I was in the middle, trying to calm down the therapist and attend to the spirit girl. Frankly, I was not feeling much empathy for the human and deep concern for the spirit and my biggest concern was holding my own head together to get through it without running out the door saying .... The hell with this craziness. Well, that’s half the truth. I love this stuff. The woman was convinced that I had brought this huge energy into her house, that I created this situation. Looking back I guess that I did create it in the sense that I allowed her to release the energy she had been holding. I gently explained that the explanation would have to wait a few minutes while I helped the girl. This is one of my favorite aspects of my job. This is what the young girl showed me.
She had been in a fire long ago, trapped on the second floor. She showed me a picture of her face behind the glass of a window, flames everywhere but no way out. This was the moment of her death. As she showed me her story, the energy in the room changed, the charge was released and the feeling in the room changed to sadness and relief. I followed my process of helping her cross over, asking for her loved ones to come help her make her journey. A very old car drove into my vision with a load of happy people to pick her up and take her home. Meantime the therapist sat next to me with tears in her eyes, no more anger at me and an understanding of the unseen and unattended souls in her wake.
I am going to end my story here.
Just last week I was having a conversation with a noted medium that confirmed the history of this childs death using her ability to speak to spirits.
As I left the therapist home I saw many levels above and below, in her entryway..................trapped souls everywhere, too many to count. This vision will always be part of my memory. The most aweful terrifiying thing I have every seen. This is what prompted me to lock my doors and windows. My only physical response of ridiculous protection from the mournful creep in her home. Irrational fear that I had brought it home with me.
Spirits suffer sometimes just as we do when they are trapped here with us. The key word is trapped, stuck, lost and unable to move on. Many times this is what causes that haunted house feeling. That is when they need our help.
Thank you for taking the time to share my story.
Death, transition, leaving our beloved bodies behind.... everyone does it. We have to, we do not get a choice in the matter. Some of us think about it as far off, some long for it, and some are scared shit of it happening at any moment. Why don't we talk about it more? Why don’t we prepare for it until we are forced to face our own mortality with age and illness? Have you ever noticed , if you bring it up in conversation most peoples eyes glaze over with the hoping that the subject finishes quickly? When we do talk about it in our healthy years, it is usually when religion is involved. True? How maybe we are going to Heaven if we are good, Hell if we are bad, just worm food if we do not believe in a god, or maybe to a place where there are levels like a video game, each time moving up a level. It all sounds like crazy talk, obscure and fantasy like, does it not? Who knows? No one truly knows what happens. There is only one thing we know for sure, we all get to have the death experience, why not do it with our eyes and heart wide open
With that in mind, shouldn’t we do more with this opportunity? There are a few things that everyone has to do.... be born, eat, poop, pee, and sleep. If any of those things don’t function properly we do whatever we need to do to make it work. There is information everywhere about how to do all those things the best way possible. Well, what about death, what about that very necessary function that everybody has to perform. I have been thinking about this a lot lately and have come to the conclusion that I want to come up with a plan for the living to prepare for death of our body. Long before it is going to happen. Truthfully, we do not know when that day will come. I feel it is the lucky ones that have a heads up, at least they are forced to prepare and hopefully contemplate the details. We make birth plans all the time. I think we should make death plans. Not about what we want to happen in an emergency or how we want our remains handled, that’s talk for another day. I am talking about creating an exit plan and becoming familiar with it. Confront your fear and consciously make a choice about the moment you stop breathing. We may not know where we are going or if we are all going to the same place as our neighbor. But, I do believe we can wake up at the moment of death and be aware of the situation we are in and be conscious of needing to make choices at that moment.
With the work that I do I have witnessed several scenarios that happen when our body dies. I have seen some gracefully leave and have no problems moving to a peaceful and nurturing place. Other times I have witnessed a definite stuckness (yup, not a word, but I can make up words if I want to :-0) in the moment right after death of confusion and sometimes a re-living of the tragedy almost as if it happened too fast and they don’t understand they have left their body. It is not always how you think it would go. I have seen suicides that peacefully crossover with relief, elderly people of 90 still scared of dying so much they could not eat with the sheer stress of that moment coming and violent deaths that even with an angel escort refuses to leave because she wanted to catch the people that hurt her (ignorant of her own death.) We stay, we go, we are clear of our destination, we have escorts, we are scared, or we are hopeful for a better place at the end.
Another factor are the people who remain here to miss the departed loved one. The pain and suffering that we go through after they are gone. From my experiences I can assure you when we suffer here in this earthly place, they feel our suffering. They know what we are going through. They are also affected by how we remember them. I have more than a couple times been told by the departed that they wanted their families to stop concentrating on the way they died and remember who they were before that experience. This usually happens when there is a violent death. The family remembers them as being in the wrong place at the wrong time and poor uncle Charlie was shot in the head caught in the crossfire at the local gas station. A child that was hit by a drunk driver or a daughter that was murdered for information she knew. It is very important to assist them in their healing after they leave. Focus on them reaching their destination. Focus on the positive aspects of their lives and the love that you have for them. Do not focus on the illness and the tragedy. Just as we need assistance coming into the world. We need assistance leaving. Think about the birth process. We nurture the fetus from conception to birth for 9 months. We as mothers endure and hopefully remain positive for that little baby as it grows to give it the best chance for a healthy birth. Let’s concider leaving the body just as important as coming into the world and figure out how to handle that situation with love and support.
Next time I will touch upon ways to go about opening the door to a conscious death. Let’s talk about ways to support our loved ones in their travels after leaving the body. Come on now; don’t let your fear scare away this idea. Its proactive and thought provoking at the least. Time for me to say goodnight. I hope you all have a blessed and relaxing day.
Hello everyone, I have not written for a long while. I have begun to be pushed by lovely beings around me (from here and the other side) to get moving with my life’s work. I am working on being brave and learning discipline at the same time. The being brave part, is the hardest part. Putting myself out there to actually claim my goodness and talk about my most excellent gifts I have, then to share them without worrying about ridicule or making mistakes. Holy crap! I can already feel myself saying…. Aww just go watch some “True Blood” and you can get back to this tomorrow. Next comes the discipline. Telling myself “oh no, you will not!” Sit your butt there and work, you will not regret it. So, thank you for showing up and I will do my best to show my shiny intuitive self to anyone who will listen
Does anyone else have thoughts about Ghost Hunting? The groups that go to a location and try to find evidence of spirits. Or the places that have ghost walks and charge for the opportunity to maybe have a ghostly experience.
My human reaction is : It makes me feel like the zoo for people. When I see spirits, they are just like us. They where us. Beings, not entertainment. If they are here making repeditive evidence they just might be stuck and need help. Although, I have met a spirit that actually enjoyed being entertainment for the visitors on the battleship in Charlotte, NC. He stood in a hallway and watched as visitors came in. He said he enjoyed his job. He felt he was teaching about who is was now when the guest Ghost Hunters came to visit.
My intuitive reaction is: Its very intersting the response I get when i ask about this. It is just as we in this reality respond to things. Some respond with compassion, some rage,some indifference. They are aware of our curiosity. As we are in this reality you see many personalities and reactions. It is the same there. When spirits are stuck here they carry the same personality traits that they had before they die. Where as those who crossover without trouble have a higher vibration and can see much clearer without the human conditon to get in the way. There are many factors that are involved when a place is repeditively haunted and then glamorized and used for entertainment. First the spirit that haunts the location could be consumed or confused by their moment of death and remain in that state of mind. That is one of the things that creates the strong energetic reactions that can be documented by electronics. Secondly I am hearing that they might just mess with you on purpose. That makes me smile. They sounds very serious as I am given this information. Thirdly, when purposly rooting out spirits, approach the situation with compassion and strength, because you do not know what or who you are dealing with. We here on this planet think that there are not equal rights and support for the minority. Imagine being a spirit ...... working for free, entertaining the masses, most people dont even beleive in you, but most people are afraid of you (even if they dont beleive in you) due to your lack of solid mass and color, lol.
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My name is Christina Laughton. I live in the country in NC. I have made it a long standing practice study ways to achieve health and peace in life through allowing your true self to be seen. I have fostered many unusual abilities such as seeing, hearing and sensing the usually unseen. Then finding the understanding of how to apply this to your life, to bring a balance to your mind, body and spirit. When in alignment with yourself you will always bring healing to all parts of your life.