The Guest Validation

So, it was June of 2018. I was conducting a Mutual UFO Network meeting in Lakeland Florida as I usually do. We had flown in a very popular T.V. personality to stay with us as well as some local friends while he was here.  

After he spoke at our meeting he came to stay with us at our home instead of staying in a hotel. We had a wonderful bedroom set up for him in our studio/office. He loved the set up and we all had a great time doing interviews and visiting with good friends while he was with us. He was pleased to be in our studio/bedroom as he was going to be on his LIVE Pod cast that next night, and he wanted to be in the studio to use it for that reason.

Everything was going just fine. We all were having a wonderful visit together.
We never shared much about our home and how many odd & strange things had occurred here. It just never came up.

 

That night as he slept in the studio he thought he had seen our little dog, "Lovey" in the room with him,  (our small black, tan and white chihuahua who is about 6 lbs. or less) . He said he saw this a few times throughout the night. He also reported something was running around the room, low to the ground along the floor boards, but he could not see it clearly and it didn't make any sound. He also said as he lay in bed that night, he felt someone get in the bed with him, and they were laying right next to him as he could feel their breath on his face.  He said that, "that incident" really frightened him. He quickly rose up and grabbed his phone off the night stand and turned it on to use it as a night light. There was no one there!

It really freaked him out, he just knew someone had gotten into bed with him!  He was sure there was another human in the room with him, but where had they gone? No dog was ever seen again by him that night after this incident.  He said he calmed himself down as he didn't want to wake us all up at that time in the morning, but he was really upset. He said it was hard to fall back off to sleep he was so frightened.

 

The next morning he woke up before anyone else and was eager to tell us of this happening. He was really anxious about it.

We all stood amazed at what he had just shared with us as we had the dog (Lovey) in the kennel all night long. She was not in his room at any time, the door where her kennel is, remains closed while she is sleeping. And our guest's door was also closed. It was impossible for him to have seen "our" dog. 

We also have a very tiny tea cup chihuahua named Wolfgang Tucker who was also in his kennel sleeping all night in our bedroom on the other side of the house with our door shut as well. We have always kenneled our dogs in the evening.

Whatever he saw was NOT a LIVE dog.

 

What our guest did not know, was that I had seen on several occasions in my home over the last few months, the exact same thing! I had shared this with several people who our guest did not talk to. What I thought was my dog, in the house, was actually a brown, low to the ground spirit which moved like a small dog quickly from place to place.  Stopping and then quickly moving again and again. Darting back and forth! It was always seen through my peripheral vision, I thought that very odd. But none the less it was clearly seen, time and again. It was very alarming as I kept seeing it. On two occasions, when I had seen this happening  I had yelled at my son to "please put the dog out", as she was running through the house and I was afraid she may pee in the house acting as crazy as she was. My son then walked into the room I was yelling from and said to me, "Mom, the dog is outside laying in her bed sleeping"! On both accounts I got up to see that what my son told me was in fact accurate. I saw our Lovey sound asleep in her bed on the pool deck outside, just as he said! I told him what I saw and he shared that the same thing had happened to him a week earlier. My son said he didn't mention it to me then as he thought he maybe could have imagined it. 

 

My husband who was not home while my son and I discussed this incident told us he had seen the exact same thing one evening. We then shared with him what we had both seen as well.

Having our guest see this was very alarming. We had rebuked the small entity and prayed in JESUS name, and thought it was gone. Obviously it wasn't. It had come back.

Some entities are stronger than others.

So again we bound the entity in the name of JESUS, and prayed it would not remain , or return to our home.

We have not seen it again to this date.

 

As for the breathing our guest felt in his room while laying in bed,  we have had many reoccurring issues in our studio with strange happenings. 

A young girl who used to live in this home, was killed in a strange way, years before we bought the home. As sad as that is, there have been sightings of her and voices and strange sounds throughout the house.

Because we are demonologists we are often attacked by forces from other dimensions when we are working with people to set them free from hauntings, possessions and poltergeist activity. From time to time we have to work on these spirits to get them out, more than once. 

We felt our guest unknowingly validated what we already knew. We needed more prayer.

We prayed for him and were glad he had no further issues.
He said he really "Loved" being here in our home! It was just so strange that one night. 

I hope we can get him to return again at the end of the year to be a guest here locally once again.

Truth is always stranger than fiction.

 

The Homecoming

So, we're finally home from our long trip to California. The flight there was 6 hours and we had a delay because of weather. The meetings I attended were elongated as we stayed up way past our bedtimes to visit and get to know friends better. Never forgetting we were 3 hours ahead for the time changes from Florida!

Sure makes you tired just thinking about it.

Once there in California, our hotel room was robbed. We reported the robbery to the front desk, and then the next night the stolen article was mysteriously returned in a very obvious spot in the bathroom.

The flight home was interesting as well, as we had a two hour layover, and then an extended flight from where we were layed over.

Then once we got home to our Airport, we found the tram to our parking garage was broken (even though it was brand new) and there was no alternate way prepared, or a plan B, for the "NEW TRAM', to take us back to the car in case it didn't work. So we waited for over one hour for a Plan B, to be put into place. When it rains it pours...Did I mention we were dead tired? I was almost falling asleep standing up!

 

Before we left for California I kept hearing voices and noises from around the house. I didn't think much of it, as it's almost become common place for me. I tend to ignore these slight intrusions anymore.  I just rebuke them and move on.

My son had been here holding down the fort at our home and watching our two wonderful, loving fur babies, "Wolfgang Tucker", and "Lovey".

The first night home while playing with the dogs,

I was sitting out on the lanai around 11:00pm at night, enjoying the cool night air and talking with my son and husband about how things went while we were gone. My son replied, there was nothing to speak of. No voices or noises or anything else funky while we were away.

As we sat in the chairs looking towards the house enjoying the peacefulness of the evening, the back pool bathroom light all of a sudden lite up! The lights came on! Then the lights in the Studio came on! We all said, what is going on? Is someone in the house. My husband jumped up and went inside for a look. He went straight for the pool bath. There was no one there at all. He rushed into the studio, and there was no one there either! The light was on, but no one was in the house!

He  came back out to the lanai and said, well, there is no one home but the local ghosts.

We all laughed and agreed.

We all settled back into our lounge chairs on the lanai and kept chatting.

After maybe 20 minutes the bathroom light went out, all by itself. The studio light remained on. I rebuked the whole situation in the name of JESUS, and we all decided with that we would all head off to bed. We were all tired.

Some homecoming!

Nothing odd happened or was in the house the whole time we were gone. Whatever attacks, always attacks me. Once back home and in the saddle (so to speak) and here come the attacks. Doing cleansings, anointing's and prayers for others seems to put us in an "opening" for these silly little attacks. 

It's all simply laughable anymore. How strange that the strange and bizarre can almost be normal!

Truth is always stranger than fiction.

We are never really alone on this planet.

Paralyzed

So, it was 1987. It was a very warm summer evening.

I had gone to bed that night later than normal, but except for that, it was just like any other night. 

As the night progressed  however, it was unfolding very differently from those other nights.

I woke up around 3:00am in the morning and tried to move. I was unable to. I thought to myself, "get up silly, you need to use the restroom"! I didn't seem alarmed that I could not move. I always drink so much coffee before I go to bed every night, that I rarely make it through the night before I have to get up.

This night was no exception.

But I couldn't get up!

So I concentrated on moving a bit, my arms were frozen to my sides. I kept on trying to move, not really thinking to much about it, as I was in a fog from being so sound asleep.

I don't ever sleep on my back however, I am a side sleeper and  I did think it odd I was on my back, but I didn't dwell on it at that moment. Nothing was making sense. I wasn't overly concerned.

Again I said to myself, "Teri, get up"!

I am a very tenacious soul and since I wasn't moving anything at all, I said one more time to myself, "get up"! With that my body sat up in bed and I was able to move a bit. I rubbed my eyes, my arms felt very heavy, really weird, and then I threw my legs over the side of the bed.

I thought to myself, ok, here we go!

As I went to stand up, I fell on the floor, by hitting the side of my bed and bouncing straight down to the carpet!

My legs were like jelly. I had no use of them at all!

What the heck was this, I thought?

I was now fully sprawled out on the floor and unable to move at all! I thought to myself, "what the heck is going on here"?

My arm hit the dresser, but just barley as I fell to the ground.

I tried to move my arms again, they would not move!

Now, I was afraid! Very afraid! AND MAD!

What the heck is going on here I thought again? What is causing this? This has never happened before to me and I am not drunk so, how does this happen to someone? Why me?

My eyes were opened and I could clearly see myself laying on the floor! I could not seem to speak though, all my commands to myself were coming from my thoughts!

I lay there on the floor for I don't remember how long, getting more upset about all this, feeling all alone and concerned! Then I said to myself again, in a strong and somewhat angry voice "get up"!

I was wedged a bit between the bed and my nearby dresser. My arm had hit the dresser as I went down to the floor, but I didn't seem to be hurt, this was awkward, but I didn't feel any pain anywhere. Knowing I was basically ok,

I said again, "Teri, get up"!

And with that, my arm control came immediately back. I pushed my upper body up off the floor. I was able to rise to a full standing position instantly! I carefully took one step forward, then another. Testing out my legs as I moved. I felt a tad bit shaky but for the most part, I was moving forward with no issue.

I headed out of my bedroom and to the restroom.

I appeared to be one hundred percent normal again.

I headed back to bed and before I lay back down, I stood there for a moment, in the dark, wondering if I wanted to get back into bed again? Would I be able to get back out?

My voice was back and I said out loud now, what the heck is this all about?

I am used to having strange things happen to me, but never like this! I'm not a drinker and I don't use drugs, so how did this happen I wondered? Was it an abduction that I was paralyzed from? Was it a spiritual battle I had been fighting? Was something there just before I woke up that had caused this to happen to me?

I still to this day do not know exactly what happened, but I can say with all honesty, it has never happened again! Not before that day, and not since.

We live in such a strange world with so many different dimensions, I believe, somehow, I woke before my experience was over that night. I awoke and took a mind over matter approach to standing up, and it worked.

The take away here is our minds are so much stronger than we understand. We hold amazing powers within us.

Truth is stranger than all fiction!

Be careful what you say when you talk to yourself, your whole body is listening!

The Connection With Horses

So it was, 1968, I was invited to my friend Wendy's home to spend a day hanging out on her farm and staying for dinner.

I had never been to her farm before so I was very excited! We were planning to ride horses and spend time talking about boyfriends and what was going on in our lives. Just an easy, relaxing day.

Wendy was a sweet, tall, beautiful girl who was very shy and didn't have a lot of friends. When I met her I was instantly impressed with her genuine kindness, She and I felt as if we had known each other our whole lives. Like best friends.

I drove over to Wendy's. I had only been driving for a week or two.
I had a little corvair which was so much fun. I pulled up to this big beautiful house in the country in Pinellas Park Florida.
I was over whelmed at how beautiful this home was. I had never known anyone who lived in such a nice home.
I was very impressed. This was all so amazing to me.
 

We made our way to the barn to saddle up the horses and found we would be riding with Wendy's older sister and some of her sisters friends as well.

I sure didn't mind, because I was just happy to be there and I hadn't ridden horses in such a long time.  I was really just simply elated to be there and have been offered this fun opportunity.

Since we were the younger and later to come alongside Wendy's sister and her friends, we got the horses that the older girls didn't want to ride.  I ended up with a horse called "Christmas".

This was the largest horse of them all. I had never seen such a big boy! Very tall in stature. Very spirited. Just beautiful! He was a bit intimidating. Wendy said he is usually pretty good though and as  long as I knew how to ride, he should be OK.

I felt very unsure about Christmas. And had asked to switch with someone else. They all laughed and said, no way!

So I was the lucky one!

I could feel in my gut that this may not go well for some reason. I kept thinking, maybe I shouldn't ride today at all? This was a really big horse and I am not feeling good about him. There is a strange aura around all this. I thought to myself, I don't want to be a bummer here, so maybe I'll just  ignore my intuition for once and ride this monstrous horse and that will be the end of it.

 

So, to get up on him I had to stand on the fence he was near to be able to reach his saddle. So, I got up on him and before anyone had left the area, and before I even got my feet in the stirrups completely , Christmas took off like a bat out of hell! I didn't have control of his reigns, I dropped them! I heard Wendy's sister screaming at me "get a hold of those reigns Teri". She was screaming a few other things as well at Wendy , but the sound of Christmas taking off and my heart pounding out of my chest in that instant, blocked some of the chatter from my ears! This horse was running as fast as he could! He was on his own. What do I do now, I thought? So I wrapped his hair from his mane around my hands very tightly  just to hold on, and off we flew. I was bouncing around on this ole boy like a bobber in the water! I knew I had to get in sync quick!  I kept trying to get my feet firm in the stirrups and as he was picking up speed on a full run I was hanging on for my life. I finally with all my bouncing got my foot in one stirrup securely and then was able to get into the other one, WHAT a RELIEF! 

I was now in control, or at least I thought I was!

Christmas ran towards the barn and went right to the lowest part of the roof that hung low to try to push me off his back! I laid on him so low ducking from the barn overhead  I was almost hanging off the side of him! This horse was possessed! He wanted me off of him...NOW! He tried to brush me off of him by inching his body up against the side of the barn as we ran in full gallop alongside it! He was determined it was either me or him! He then after failing to knock me off or slam me off, picked up into a full run, I truly only had his mane to hold onto. I remember thinking to myself, tell him to stop! So I tried talking to him. I said in a commanding voice, Christmas whoa! I repeated this several times. He didn't even slow down for a second. I kept trying to grab for his reign. I could not let go of his mane long enough to reach it, as we were going so fast and I was bouncing like crazy. He was running now through trees on the property and I thought to myself, he's going to try to knock me off again by a low tree limb!

This horse has a mind of his own, and he's not stupid!!

I was so afraid he was going to injure me somehow. So I started to pull back on his mane hard! Telling him to slow down. I inched my hands up his mane a bit and wrapped my hands tightly into his mane and pulled back again, screaming as he ran Whoa!!! It was then that I prayed, GOD please help me!! I kept trying to speak to this horse with mental telepathy, could he hear me? He wasn't listening to my commands to slow down. With that prayer, the horse came to an almost dead stop. He slowed just enough before stopping so I could get a good grasp of more hair! Then we were stopped. Just like that. The others riders were all behind me, catching up to me one by one. Wendy's sister got to me first and was furious with Christmas. She asked me to get down off him, but he was so big, getting down was going to be an issue for me. So she jumped off her horse and grabbed his reigns and walked us back to the barn area. It was a long way back.  Everyone was amazed I was still on the horse! I had travelled  really far with him running at full speed. I was surprised at just how far. The other horses were left in the dust! This Christmas was some kind of a horse. When I finally got off of him with the help from the fence, I walked up to the front of him and said to him, WHY?

I could feel his anger. He had a very mischievous spirit. I felt he was taunted by it. But what could I do?

I walked away from him feeling like it was all so incomplete.

This lesson in my life taught me that not just humans suffer with spirits, but so do animals. I will never forget the fear I felt as Christmas ran towards the barn roof over hang trying to knock me off of him. This wasn't simply a horse gone running, he was being agitated by a spirit who was dead set against me and was going to do me harm. I am so grateful to GOD for HIS amazing protection and for giving me the insight to hang on and what to do to stay on that horse! I know the meaning of "Christmas", in more ways than one now!

Truth is always so much stranger than fiction!

 

The Crashing Craft

So, It was June 24th of 2011. I had gone to bed that night just as I did every night. Nothing was unusual.

I Jumped into my extremely amazing King size Foam Latex bed which I had added a 3 inch memory foam topper to. It was so comfortable and relaxing in this bed you could fall asleep instantly which is just what I did that night.

I began to have a strange and upsetting dream. Or so I thought? I dreamt that I was walking down a street but I wasn't sure where I actually was. I became aware of a large slow moving craft behind me. I was being followed by this large UFO for some time as I was walking towards a home I was unfamiliar with. It looked as if the craft were going to crash. It was acting irregularly unstable. As I approached the friends home I saw that they were all in the back yard.

They were sitting around the lawn with their young baby girl in a crib next to one of the lawn chairs.  I didn't really know these people. I came upon this scene and started screaming for everyone to run and take cover. I pointed towards the sky and the imminent crash coming towards us all! This large ship was about to crash coming towards them. They all looked up into the sky and started screaming! It was a panicked rush  as they all picked up things near them and ran. They ran towards the house screaming but no one picked up the baby in the crib? So I ran towards the crib knowing this would not go well for me at this late moment!  Just as I grabbed the baby from the crib I saw dirt flying all around me and I could feel a very hot heat coming from somewhere behind me as I was thrown to the ground hard from the loud crashing disturbance of the downed craft. I was hit a few times from flying debris on my left side. It missed the baby, she seemed to be OK.! I got up to run again and was again keenly aware of being hit by something like a strong vibration, it went right through me! I just kept on running, not looking behind me. I ran the baby into the house and put her down safely on the floor. I began to scream for her mother? "Here is your child I said loudly", but everyone was still running scared. No one answered me. The child was screaming in fear and clearly didn't want me to put her down! I didn't know what to do now? I was so concerned for this child! Where is her Mother? I didn't want to leave her but I didn't know what to do with her? I wasn't safe either! I felt as if the Extraterrestrials were headed into the house!
It was then that I awoke.
I had been wearing a flimsy nighty when I went to bed. As I got up I headed into the bathroom. I noticed a sore feeling on my left arm and saw that I had a few bruises on my arm that were not there when I went to bed! I jumped into the shower and felt so strange. The whole happening was playing again and again in my head. What more could I have done for that child?  I walked back into my bedroom and passed three very large mirrored closet doors on my wall, it was then I noticed two bleeding cuts on my left thigh area! What was this I wondered? How could that be? The cuts were clearly bleeding. I wiped them dry and took a picture of them. How did this happen to me? I thought I was in a dream?

I checked the bed for blood, but there was none on my sheets or comforter? I checked my nighty for blood, none at all! How was this possible? I'm bleeding here?

Is it possible to have this happen I wondered? I had heard others tell their stories of what they experienced but could this be true?

I went to bed with no sore arm or with any bruises and I wake up with bruises and bleeding cuts? This is so bizarre!

I looked at the cuts and they seemed like slice marks. One right over the other. They were deep, but small. They were barely hurting at all. The next day they were almost healed? I had a slight bloody scab over them. I thought that odd. No pain at all. My left arm bruise didn't heal that quickly however. It was a week before the yellowing went away. But my shoulder wasn't sore, I thought that odd as well. I fell to the ground pretty hard I thought.
Did the vibration protect me somehow?

Had I fallen in the yard as I saw in that dream and bruised my left arm as I fell trying to hold that baby? Had some debris hit me and cut my left side, had I fallen on something that cut me?
Was the vibration a sort of padding?

I have the pictures to show what happened but I still stand amazed.

Truth is so much stranger than fiction. I know there is so much we don't understand about this life we are living in. So many dimensions we interact with. So much yet to be revealed. I will continue to ask questions and question everything!
Truth will always come to light in the end. I'm counting on it!

   

The Paranormal Realm

 

So, this past week was different from all these last months we have been here in our new home. There have been 3 sightings. Strange voices. Odd noises and one touching.

 

I have only had a few touching's in my experiences as a demonologist. I don't put up with them. I have never allowed entities or spirits to play those games while I'm cleansing a home.

 

The sightings are not only by me. They have come from all of us here. They are in broad daylight mostly. Only one was in the evening.

I saw the black mist that Kevin saw in the fireplace a month ago up on the ceiling at the door in the afternoon as I looked over in the direction of the door from my kitchen. It was not in any form. It looked more like just a black mass of smoke. It floated down the wall to the right of the door and over to the fireplace.

Oddly enough, when I saw it, it didn't frighten me at all.

I thought that was odd. I didn't even consider leaving the room. I just watched it move from above the door towards the fire place and disappear. I really am getting desensitized to all the paranormal realm. 

 

Then the same day as I was entering the restroom in the Master Bedroom to clean it, I walked into the water closet and something grabbed me on my left side on my head.

It didn't hurt, it was a nudge. It was unmistakable.

It startled me a bit, so I brushed my hand through my hair and started speaking in tongues to cast it off of me. The water closet is small and two people could not be in it at the same time. I thought perhaps this is why the entity chose this room, to let me know I wasn't alone. Seems they are always trying to notify us of something all the time, if we just listen and consider what happens.

I always go into an angry mode when any entity tries to connect with me in any manner. I simply won't have it. Be prepared first, is my thinking. You don't always know what you're dealing with immediately.

After my prayer in tongues, it was gone.

I simply continued cleaning the room.

 

That evening my son came to me and said, "Wow, I just saw you walk across the doorway in the other part of the house! How can you be in here now"?

He was truly baffled and repeated himself a few times and it was such a quandary for him to deal with. He acted out what he saw and walked away shaking his head. "I saw you, Mom"!

 

Then the next day, as we were watching television we heard voices in the next room. We muted the sound and listened. We couldn't make out what was being said but clearly we heard voices. We all agreed it sounded like girls talking. We looked out the windows and there were no people anywhere near our property.

 

As we were all going into our rooms for bed the next night Kevin and I  heard sounds in the kitchen as if someone were in the room moving things around on the counter. I called out my son's name to see if he had gotten back up after heading into his room for bed? He usually goes to the his room on the other side of the house and closes the door. There was no answer! So I got up and walked into the kitchen to have a look, there was no one there. We heard a lot of noises, what was it we heard we wondered?

 

It seems as if these types of "things" are happening more frequently lately here in the house.

We know there are times when we are more spiritually aware than others. Perhaps this is that time.

No harm has come to any of us and none of us are frightened at all by the happenings. It just seems as if a final cleansing needs to take place.

We have allowed this to go on for some time to try to capture all the proof we need to share with the public.

The facts remain that we have so many dimensions we interact with on a daily basis. Being a spiritual being on a human journey can have it's odd drawbacks.

I hope you have identified with some of this and can appreciate what we go through for the sake of disclosure of the paranormal realm. With each experience we learn a little something new or more. I welcome the learning and I hope to pass it on to you and others. Stay open minded! Never think you know it all or have it all figured out. Believe me, I know I don't!
I'm grateful I have spiritual discernment given to me as a gift to be able to guide me through this very odd life we live here.  

 



The Key

So, here we go again. It's April, 2016. It's only been a few days since our last key experience. And the key thief is at it again. You can't make this stuff up. It's simply ridiculous how keys in this home simply disappear!

When we purchased the home in March of 2016, (last month) we were handed a ring of at least ten keys at the closing. I laughed and shared with my fiancé, these people have a real "key issue" here!

I thought nothing about it after that. They were such an awesome couple. I figured they just wanted a lot of keys?

Well, this week has been my second visit to the key maker thus far!

I can hardly believe that with all the keys given to us I have had to make 3 more house keys already! If you haven't read the

"Key Thief"  in my blog, you should, as that was last weeks post!

 

So, yesterday I asked my son if he would please go to the mailbox to get the mail? I'm still busy painting and unpacking this new home. It's only less than a block away to get the mail from the box. He said he was glad to get the mail for me and off he went.

About four minutes later he came back with the mail and the mail key, which is on it's own key holder and he plopped the mail and key down and said politely with a smile, here's your mail Mom.

Off he went to his room and I grabbed the key chain and put it back on my purse key holder.

That was the last time I saw the mail key!

 

I didn't realize then but the next day when I went to get the mail the key was gone! Just disappeared! It was not on my Key fob.

We have turned the house upside down for hours looking for the key! It's not here! Where can it be? How is it missing from my purse when we are the only ones here all day?

I called my fiancé at work immediately and asked him if he had taken my key to get the mail and didn't tell me about it? He said, "no", I have my mail key here with me on my chain!

I explained we are again missing a key! This is getting old I thought! I'm out $15.00 dollars from the last three keys I had made and now I'm getting mad. (I know I didn't have to spend that much on keys but I had to have the fancy ones!)

So, off I go again to the key kiosk to get another key made! Funny thing is I went to the same one I went to before but this time they didn't have the size key for my mail box I needed. I was so bummed out by that. This means I'm on the hunt for the right size key now. I'm so frustrated by this key caper I'm ready to cry.

As we were leaving the store my fiancé noticed a little box by the front door of the store. It was an automated keymaker box! Shocked to see that there, as I had never noticed it before, I looked into the keys offered and there it was! My size key! We had one made to my amazement in under two minutes and off we went towards home. I couldn't wait to get to the mail box to try it out!

It worked!

I have my key again.

Where the original brass key went, I have no idea.

How it got out of my purse is a mystery to me!

I rebuked the energy that steals key's and were moving on with our lives. It's so strange this issue we have had. I'm praying I don't have to deal with the key thief again!

It's those little things that make you mad at the drop of a hat. I guess the LORD is teaching me to handle these capers a bit better!

I'd still like to know how they disappear though? That will be a lesson for another day I'm sure!

A New Eureka for today

So, I was sound asleep last night October 13th, 2015 having a strange dream and I woke up for just a brief moment to hear the LORD speaking to me.

This has happened many times over my life so I don't freak out when this happens anymore. I have come to expect it and am always extremely grateful for the exchange and vocal visitation.

 

I had been having a very troubling dream which isn't odd for me at all but this dream was as if I were partially awake.

Dreams can feel very real. But they are still just dreams. Many people confuse dreams for reality especially upon waking.

Dreams never usually mean what they seem to, but the dream specifically belongs to the dreamer for sure, and each dream must be examined upon waking for it's true meaning.

Had I not known for sure I was dreaming and then woke up I would have been a bit confused myself. I hate it when that happens.

You have to know the difference, it's very important, otherwise we would all live in dreamland.

My dream was that I had been frightened by someone approaching me in the dream and appearing as someone he was not. He spoke to me and even got into my bed pretending he was someone I knew and loved. Then in my dream I realized this in fact was not my good friend at all. Startled and concerned, I woke up.

I sat straight up in bed now I was sure I was fully awake.

This person in my dream was Just  someone appearing to be my friend. He was not there to be friendly towards me.

Now sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I heard the LORD say to me,

"Do you see how they shape shift", 

"Was this your friend"?,  I answered the LORD out loud as I sat on my bed and said, "No", it wasn't"!

He said then to me, "This is Truth".

 

It was as if HE answered me in a parable,

that just vibrated through me and illuminated my understanding as I thought through the dream, when HE spoke to me.

I had an epiphany! I realized I had clarity on this from the LORD.

I realize this is my answer. (I pray you can find yours!)

 

I understood the LORD to have told me that the spirits who come to us are  actually demons that can shape shift. right before our eyes. 

They are NOT spirits of our loved ones if they materialize!

When we think we are seeing spirits of someone we knew in this life, or we  currently know, and they are not physically actually here with us, we are clearly being tricked by demons and their well planned schemes. They are very clever at this deception. They lead us willing down a destructive road. We follow because we are so curious. Deeper and deeper into a false reality.

 

I sat there on the bed for a moment and pondered what I had just heard.

I have always believed that everything created was created by GOD.

I also believe that there are Angels, Demons, Aliens,  other species. and Humans, In that order, that were created as well.

The LORD had just pointed out clearly to me that ghosts, spirits and ethereal sightings are actually demonic in nature. They trick us. They shape shift. They deceive us. This may seem hard to believe. But I know this is TRUTH.

So what are DEMONS?

 

Truthfully, they are nothing more than fallen angels. Who have been sent here to destroy, lie and deceive. They live in the heaven we see with our eyes. The first heaven if you will. The sky as we see and know it. They have been assigned this destiny for a season.

How can this be possible? The Bible gives the account that Satan, the ruler of the fallen angels and the father of lies, was cast down to  earth from heaven, with a third of angels assigned to his care who also "fell" along with him from where the LORD of Glory abides. His name once he fell at that point was changed from Lucifer (A covering Arch angel) to satan or the devil.

His cohort who fell with him became demons.

He was cast here to serve an allotted time and seasons on the earth.

Which the time allotted is not certain and no man knows.

He is called the prince small "P" and power small "P" of the air. He has dominion over the first heaven. That is the sky we see with the naked eye.

The second heaven is the cosmos, the third is where GOD dwells as I mentioned earlier.

He and his entourage are free to roam about looking for those to devour. Not physically, but spiritually with lies and tricks and schemes.

 

So why has this epiphany come now regarding that satan himself is behind all the deception, not ghosts or spirits?  Well, I firmly believe that as I seek and ask GOD to reveal truth to me,

HE will. And HE has.

 

So why is this significant? Because many people are  being tricked and even tortured by seeing spirits, ghosts and the like thinking them to be who they claim or appear to be. They are not who they say they are. They are deceiving people. They have only your soul in mind to destroy from receiving the Truth. The allotted time makes them crafty and cruel. You think you see a loved one, it's clearly not a loved one.

It is their image, it is even their voice, but it is not them.

Each of us needs to look into this truth for ourselves. It will come to you as a revelation from the LORD. Or not.

 

But if you Ask, Seek and Knock for truth, GOD will answer you.

As HE has me. But don't believe me, find out for yourself.

I know there are psychics and teachers who will strongly disagree with me. That's OK.

Truth is always stranger than fiction!

 

 

 

 



Wall Banging

 

So, it was July 31st, 2015. Another rainy day in Florida.

I'm home alone and I have many things to accomplish today.
The rain had been 19 days in a row here thus far this month. Today for a few hours it wasn't raining. I took this opportunity to mow the very long grass that had grown in our yard.
I started in the back yard and then went towards the front of the house. When I got to the front of the house right near the front  bathroom area, a huge snake scampered across my path.
It was pretty big and very long. The sound of the mower obviously frightened him and he raced off towards the berm in the front yard almost directly under my feet! I couldn't tell if he was a water moccasin or a black snake he moved so quickly. I watched for him constantly as I finished mowing the rest of the yard, but I was glad I never saw him again.
I went into the house after mowing and jumped into the shower, it was so hot and humid I was just covered in sweat.
I needed that shower and immediately!

About an hour or so later,

I decide to go into the front bathroom to start on my hair. I wanted to flat iron my hair because it's been so damp here all month I was sick of my frizzy looking hair.
I plugged in the flat iron and stood in front of the mirror in my front bathroom now. Before I could even get the comb in my hair something frightening happened.
All of a sudden, three very loud banging's were heard throughout the entire house. It shook the bathroom wall. They came from the outside bathroom wall.
Right next to where I was standing!
The sounds clearly came from the front of the house, But how, they were so loud! It was so very loud I thought it sounds like someone was out front banging bricks on the wall.
That just didn't make any sense.
Who would do that in broad daylight I thought to my self, as my mind raced, and I tried to make sense of this.
I stood there for a moment just mystified.
The banging's lasted about three seconds in total.
It so startled me that after another second or so passed I ran to the front living room window immediately to look to see what that banging could possibly be? 
It was like someone had a bat hitting the wall! Seriously! I expected to see the wall broken.
There was no one there! No one running off. I thought maybe it was a prank of a neighbors child? Not that that had ever happened before. There was no one anywhere at all to be seen!
I saw the cat looking rather traumatized on the front window sill.
She was backed up into the corner of the window. She was staring in the direction of where the banging had come from. Exactly where I thought, the bathroom area!
She looked frozen and afraid.
I went back to the bathroom for a moment and the banging  happened a second time, This time I only heard it once. I ran as the banging was happening to the front window and again looked out. The cat was now gone from the window sill, and again,
I saw NO ONE there!
This is exactly where that snake was I thought to myself!
Could that be a coincidence? I don't believe in coincidences!
I went right into an open rebuke in JESUS name.
It was no light rebuke.
It was now clear to me what was actually happening.
I was angry this entity had come at me in such a bizarre way.
I walked outside and walked up to the outside brick wall.
No sign of anything hitting the perfectly white wall.
How was it possible for that entity to make so much noise on a brick wall? I did scratch my head. But then again I thought, they are capable of doing so much we just don't understand yet.
None the less, I wasn't going to waste another moment on this experience . Not another negative thought about it!

I went back into the house and proceeded to flat iron my hair.
As I stood there again I wondered why two days in a row I was experiencing odd odors and banging?
We live in a diverse dimensional realm here on the Earth.
Nothing surprises me anymore. I'm grateful that regardless of what happens in a day in my life I have a sure and powerful help in the LORD! There were no more noises after that!
Today I have come to understand that what I dealt with that day was a poltergeist spirit. It was taunting me.
Since I have become a Demonologist in the 1970's I have often had many spiritual attacks. I understand them now, but I never really enjoy going through them. I refuse to give into fear. I hope you will as well!

 
 

Paranormal Intervention and Protection.

 

It was 1969 and I was living with my Mother and her boyfriend. I had come home from school after a very hot, long day in a High School with no air conditioning. It was around 94 degrees in the shade. I was thinking I would cool down out in the back yard in the pool and at least get a good Florida tan if I had to sweat to death for the rest of the day.

 

So, like all kids coming home from school I did my chores, a few dishes and a load of laundry, then I took my history book outside with me to read as I sat in the chaise lounge. After about an hour or so of enjoying the Florida afternoon I came in the house to get a drink of Iced tea.

 

I remember walking into the house to see that my Mom's boyfriend was home early from work. I never liked being around him. He always made me uncomfortable. I could never put my finger on why I didn't like being around him, but this I know, no matter how hard I tried to accept him for my mothers sake I could not loose the creepy feeling I always had in his presence. Today he would confirm my reasons for feeling this way.

 

I had said hello to him when I saw him in the kitchen, and then made my way down the hall to my room. He was in my way and acted as if he wasn't going to let me pass him at first. I thought that odd but just went around him. He was always acting strange, I thought.

Coming out of my room now, I headed towards the kitchen to get my ice tea. I had to pass him again. I dreaded being within one foot of this creep.  Although I had tried to be nice he always made me feel so uncomfortable. I got as far as the closet door in the living room and all of a sudden for no reason he lunged towards me and threw me up against the wall. He was very strong and I tried to fight him off of me. He tried to rip my top off as he held me by the neck against the closet door with one hand. I was so shocked and stunned by what he was doing I started to scream at the top of my lungs. He then tried to rip my pants off me. He hit my face with his free hand and told me to shut up!

All of a sudden the strangest thing happened! Right before my very eyes he turned white! Like he saw a ghost! He was just staring at me. He literally froze! His eyes were full of fear! He didn't move a muscle. He took his hand off my neck for a split second and I heard someone say to me "RUN". And I did! Right to the front door and out into the front yard.

I then ran to a neighbors house and called my Mom at work.

I told her what had just happened.

Both my Mother and I were sure that it was GOD himself who protected me from her boy friends abuse, GOD told me to run!

Out of a very horrible scenario the Almighty Protected me and made a way out for me to safety. I am eternally grateful!

Life has many lessons to teach us, we're all on a different course but headed to the same destination. It's comforting to know that we really are never alone.

And I take great peace in knowing

GOD is for me!

 

The Reptilian

Most people would think it was only a dream.

So, it was March of 2015.

I was sound asleep and having a horrible experience while I slept.

I wasn't dreaming and I knew it. This was more than a dream. It was terrifying!

I was able to come out of the experience at 3:54 a.m. I made a note of the time and sat straight up in bed. Just as some are able to astral project or have out of body experiences.

I was tempted to wake my husband up and discuss what had just happened to me, but decided I would be unable to communicate what had just happened. It was so bizarre!

Most people would think it was only a dream. How can I communicate that this was no dream! It was a conundrum that became clear to me as I sat there in bed. I needed to understand what had just happened to me.

However, the processes or experiences happen to us, they happen in such a way that you appear to be dreaming.

 But you're clearly not!

We are manipulated somehow in our sleep.

The experience was so bizarre even after all I have been through, that I wondered how I would share this. How can I communicate this properly? It was so completely frightening!

Upon full waking, or shall I say realization.

My memories were sometimes previously blocked from me somehow.  Previously when I had my experiences upon my waking, I would remember nothing. But this time I remembered everything.

 I hadn't been deprogrammed to forget what took place while I was under. I didn’t want to forget what had happened or have it erased. My problem was how can I communicate that this wasn't a dream? How can I share that I woke up before the deprogramming took place?

How do they do that to experiencers?

While I was under, I heard the woman say, "she is waking up, (she actually sounded panicked), quick attend to her she is waking up"! I saw women in the room all around me, about few of them in white gown type suits, trying to give me some strange anesthesia. It wasn't being administered to me as usual, through a mask, but something was being injected into me through a needle. I saw logos on the woman's uniforms, I was sure it said "IBM".

What happened to me was as follows:

 I was approached by an older tall thin man wearing blue jeans, a white shirt and a straw hat. I found myself in a strange cave like area that he had brought me to. We walked in together; I was curious but hesitant. I didn't want to go into that cave. 

It was very, very cold. I felt myself shaking so but the man seemed to fine in his thin white T shirt. 

I realized I was in an underground catacomb as we continued walking, that was very dimly lit. There were large lights on the cave walls but because it was so large in the cave, they didn't produce enough light. I remembered I had been taken there several times before. It was actually quite familiar. The smell the dampness and the darkness of it was so unique. Not something you could easily forget. It was a place I had clearly remembered being to at least three times before.

Living in Florida I'm not accustomed to this deep, wet cold that I felt but somehow, I knew I would be OK. I was very uneasy, and it caused such stress for me.

The man led me to a place where I would converse with a being that is in captivity there. The man explained that I would be alright, but I panicked a bit hearing that because it made me feel so uneasy.

 I somehow understood I was going to see an extraterrestrial being.

The ET lived here in the catacombs. 

I was asked to say very little to the entity and wait for the entity to address me first. I was told by the man in the straw hat that he was large and very frightening, yet I was in no real danger. He assured me he would stay close to me while I was in the catacomb cage.

As we walked down towards the cage, I found myself feeling very curious, cautious and was severely shaking. RUN kept coming into my mind! But to where?

Everything in me wanted to run in the other direction.

My insides were shaking terribly! I was so afraid of the unknown I hadn’t interacted with an extraterrestrial in the catacombs before. It was all so overwhelming!

To this moment I don't know why I didn't turn and run.

I was compelled to go towards this entity.

Something in me kept right on walking fearlessly forward!

That made no sense to me at all. Like I was on autopilot.

Was I under some kind of control? Was it mind control I wondered? Why was I a part of all of this any way?  Where am I? Why me?  I'm no one special, I thought to myself!

We kept walking a long way deeper into the catacomb and I was told the cage was coming up ahead on the right. I was shaking so hard all over I had to clench my teeth together as I was biting my tongue. My body was in full panic. I tried to prepare myself for what my eyes would now see. I just wanted to run!

However, nothing could have prepared me for what I saw!

As I walked forward now the stone dirt floor was uneven, hard to walk on and even more dimly lit. There were fewer lights on the walls. Did the being not like the light?

It added to my unstable feeling.

Then we finally arrived.

The cage was extremely large. I wanted to look away and run in the other direction. I was still shaking all over, and I could see "him" in the back of the cage standing very tall. Then he slowly began to approach the front of his cage area. I was led inside the gate area by the handler with the straw hat. My insides were trembling and made me feel like the shaking was a constant vibration. I felt as if I was going to throw up!

It was cold in the cage and very damp. He walked towards me on two very strong looking legs. I looked down, I didn't want to look up. I was too afraid.

His legs were very muscular. Frighteningly large!

He is a reptilian.

Odd shades of green and grey I could see in the dim lighting with what appeared as scales. It was at least 8 feet tall, if not taller and extremely frightening to look at.

Overpowering in every sense of the word. He is very much a living lizard like creature. His eyes are large I could feel his gaze fixed on me for the moment. He is clearly in charge here!  His face isn't long like a lizard's, it's much shorter. I took a quick gaze at him. There are only three digits on his hands and feet that I could see. His size was more frightening than his face to me. Not a normal nose tip, it was closed, I saw no nostrils, and the area that would have a mouth I did not see one. This creature isn't like anything I had ever heard of, or seen, or even imagined before.

I trembled with fear.

Initially beyond frightened, I was frozen for the moment. I was trying to focus away from him.

I could feel my fear rising in me. Since his cage was so large, I felt as if I could at least move away from him if anything went wrong. I was glad it was the size it was.

I wanted to back away but didn't. The handler left the bars wide open on the cage after I entered.

I was very grateful for that.

In the entity’s presence I could hear his thoughts.

I wondered if he was a demonic force of some kind.

I was hoping that thinking that would not anger him.

 I was afraid to even think anything, but I knew that it knew that I was afraid.

It didn't smell good in the cage and didn’t want to know what was causing the nasty odor. It was just him; I was sure. 

Neither of us moved very much at the onset.

I remained lowly in posture and quiet and trembling as he initiated the conversation.

The truth is I was so frightened I couldn't think straight!

I do remember speaking to him through telepathy.

 We didn't look at each other as we spoke. But we telepathically were having a full conversation. 

This was really odd to me, as he didn't even need to make eye contact with me to hear his thoughts!

I was really horrified by his sight, and I knew that he knew that.

 I looked over to my right as he stood close to me. I could see him out of my peripheral view and that was enough for me.  I understood it was for my comfort.

I say "he" as his voice was a very low male sounding voice that shook me like a woofer speaker. OR was that my fear?

A few times he came very close to me, but I didn't try to look this entity in the face. I was thinking, "He's the size of a grizzly bear" and I certainly wouldn't look a grizzly in the face. He had a strong, overpowering presence. He was so other worldly.

 Perhaps my cowering position was more peaceful I thought? Less intimidating to him?

I didn't dare move quickly.

I didn't want to bring any unnecessary attention to myself at all!

I thought, I wonder what I look like to him.

If I'm ugly to him or frightening?

I doubted it but I could feel that he understood my frightened feelings.

I have heard so much about aggressive reptilian creatures, I was hoping there would be no confrontation here! He knew I was afraid of him. It took everything in me not to turn and run! I mean everything! He knew that too!

The man with the hat stood outside the cage area very still. He was always in view. He had a high ranking I somehow understood, I don't know if the Reptilian told me that or not, but he was like a handler of this being. Assigned to him. I didn't understand why the man in the hat was dressed down. The straw hat threw me.

Maybe it was supposed to?

I'm still not sure why the man was so casual about all this, like he'd done this many times before.

I had a conversation with this entity for about a half hour it seemed and was then guided back out of the cage. I remember the reptilian saying I was given information for the future when I needed it, it would be then I would recall it. I don't remember anything else much more that was said to me. I knew it was now time to leave and I was so relieved. I walked out of the cage slowly. 

The man in the straw hat closed the cage door behind me with a bang.

We went back out the same way we came in. I remember very little of that walk.

I was now in a large room with many windows at least three stories up, it reminded me of a normal well-lit hospital room, but it wasn't a hospital room. There were military type people all around in uniforms, male and female and I heard a woman say, she can't wake up this time. We will begin the process now.

But I was already awake! Where am I? Who are these people, how did I get here?

I somehow had escaped their efforts to keep me under!

No sooner had she said it, I completely woke up!

I found myself sitting in my own bed. In my bedroom!

I woke up my husband after giving it all some thought.

I immediately told him what had happened.

He was extremely quite as I shared all this.

I tried to relay how we are manipulated to forget the process we are put under while we have experiences out of our bodies. I was still so upset.

How they make it come off as a dream, so much so as to confuse us. Who is "they" I wondered? I don't know!

The military? The ET’s? A combination of the two? Or is it some manipulation of the military to gain understanding to what happens to some of us that are involved in extraterrestrial interaction?

This I do know however....

I think we are all controlled at times somehow. Experiencers that is, we experience more than what we remember. We’re not allowed to remember some things. Why? We’re given information within us, not meant for all eyes and ears.

But for our understanding for a future need.

I hope sharing this will help someone else remember their unique experience.

Truth is truly so much stranger than fiction.

And not everything that happens to us is known to even us!