The Dream Before The Deliverance

 So, I never knew anything really about how the dream world works in the spirit realm, when someone is possessed or has an attachment or a familiar spirit hanging around. But in 1973 I embarked on a very strange calling. It was not my desire for this gift, but non the less the gift came to me. I was clearly chosen for it. I received it from the LORD.

The way this gift has always worked with me for Deliverances, possessions, exorcisms.  oppressions, cleansings as well as clearings and the like, is that I will go to bed just like I always do every night.

Then, while in the night I will have an extremely vivid dream.  A very clear dream. Sometimes seeing a certain room or the color of the walls or drapes, recognizing a place, or I will hear a mother speaking to her child. Hear a name or see a certain person. The dream is always clear in some way to me.  Leaving me  certain memories to hold onto once I awake.

 "Someone" in the dream is usually fighting a fight they are not able to win, or in some form of battle they are weary from. Fighting an unseen entity. They are also sometimes just crying or complaining to me in the dream of their defeat over an enemy or entity which they cannot get free of on their own. I will watch this scenario in the dream for a few moments and begin to see the powerful entity they are fighting or upset about. 

The entity is always large and in charge of the person. Having full control. The dream will usually start with a person or persons whom I do not know. I will have a "Feeling" in the dream that this person needs my help to be free from something attacking them that they cannot deal with any longer. 

 They want to be free of it finally. 

I immediately take the issue on in the dream and protect the person in the dream by instructing them to leave the area so I can now take over the fight. It is then that I see the entity more clearly. It is never an easy thing to see it.

It is as if I am a warrior in the dream for the poor soul who could not handle the battle, I know I am to "take it over from here". 

 I feel the Aura of the LORD anoint me! It's very powerful! I feel much more powerful than that person who was losing the battle. I know I will win this battle against this entity I face now before me. There is never any doubt of this. I assess the situation and then go to the LORD  in the Spirit for HIS instruction. "Like saying, How do you want me to handle this spirit, or demon or entity"? 

 I will feel the answer immediately. I will know how to proceed. I then begin the battle in the spiritual realm. It is always a very strong enemy I fight. The enemy or entity is an enemy of my very soul, as well as the soul of the person they were fighting. I know which type of entity I am fighting as they always reveal themselves in the battle against me. I don't want to know who they are, I just happen to know it. I am always amazed at how easy it is to fight them, but yet it is usually a long, strange process. 

The gift of tenacity is strong with me while fighting, as this battle can and sometimes will last all night long. I do not relent! I am committed to win at any cost. The enemy is always weakened eventually and the victory is the LORDs, and finally mine. It can get very hard at times, and it certainly can take a lot out of me. I often wake up the next day exhausted. Like I didn't even sleep at all, and then throughout the day, I find myself tired and a bit lazy. I need to recharge myself. It effects me for at least one full day.
 Once awake from the dream  the next day or within a few days, or sometimes hours, I will get a phone call from someone who will be "that person" I just fought for all night long. 

It is so rewarding to know I did not stay up all night fighting in vain!
 

Yes, that is how it has always happened and still to this day does!

The fight FIRST in the spiritual realm, then, the phone call in the physical realm!

I am always careful to mention these fights to my husband or son right away as I wake, as I want verification once the call comes to me. This validation process is very important.

It never fails to come.

 

I remember being aided by Holy angels a time or two while in the spiritual battle. 

These entities or demons I fight are "strong men" or strong "leader type demons" I fight. Once in a while these Holy angels come to help me. Sometimes the evil spirits hit harder and stay in my face longer. It is literally a spiritual battle. I pray in the spirit and rebuke and bind these entity's. The effort I use against them is no small fight. Those are the more difficult possessions or attachments. If the Holy angels show up or come I know the battle will be very difficult. I will be up in the spirit all night. Many spirits only last a few minutes, or hours, however. I walk away amazed every time at how many types and strengths there are in the spirit realms. Sometimes it's easy, and sometimes it isn't.
 

The phone calls come from all over the United States. Mostly close to home, but not always. I am always expecting the call once the dream and fight have taken place!

This has happened this way for over 40 years now.

It's no coincidence!

This year for the first time my husband had the dream. I heard him yelling out in his sleep  this week, Monday night. He woke me up two times. I prayed a short prayer that he would get peace and go back to sleep! The next morning he revealed to me he fought a demon all night long, it was very scary he said and difficult. I told him I heard him in the night and prayed for his peace and sleep to come to him.

He said it was very hard to fight this demon and that there were two spirits who were claiming the souls of those he was fighting for. I said you didn't believe the lies of the entity did you? He said no, but it was all very confusing. I asked him to write it all down and remember as much as he could. He did. He said to me, this time the LORD gave me the battle. I replied to him, "GOOD"! We will now wait for the call!

By Wednesday night the phone rang and it was a young couple having a very frightening happening in their apartment. They needed us to come. We agreed, told them we had the dream and were waiting for a call, and we will be there on Saturday.

Isn't GOD good! They are already free from the attack, we know this! The battle has already been fought and won and they will have victory! I gave them instructions on what to do until we get there to stay safe and free from any harm.

"We" look forward to going to finish the fight!

This is a gift given to me and now my husband is having dreams as well. I am so pleased to serve this way. I pray the LORD never retires us from helping those in need!

The Spiritual Attack

So, it was February 25th of 2012, I had gotten up early this morning around 6:45 in the morning to make coffee, something wasn't right and I was up so early because I just couldn't sleep any longer. I laughed because I thought to myself, figures it would be a Saturday. I had just recently had a very profound extraterrestrial craft sighting with my son that changed us both. I wasn't sleeping well since the incident. My son and I now were both sure that whoever chose to reveal to us that day, wanted us to be together. It was simply profound and we both were wondering why?

So as I stood preparing my coffee that morning I was standing in front of a very large kitchen window which faced North on the house. I glanced outside and saw the beautiful morning unfolding. The three fichus trees placed in their huge gorgeous pots in front of the window were so beautiful to look at, and the flowers were lovely in their painted pots. Not a leaf stirred on the trees.

It was so beautiful.

It was a very quite serene morning.

I looked at all three planted Fichus trees out the window feeling very pleased at how lovely they looked as I stood gazing at them in front of the window.

You see my yard was very close to the neighbors fence and the Fichus trees hid their fence and yard from my view. I was very grateful for them.

As I poured the water into the coffee maker, it was then that the attack happened.

A loud pounding on the roof as if there were a herd of animals on my rooftop, banging about. It lasted 30 seconds at least!  It was so loud it shocked me! I froze as I listened to the ruckus! I thought for sure it would wake up my sleeping husband. I expected him to come running to the kitchen at any moment, the banging was so loud! Then I heard something like feet running on the roof towards the kitchen area on the South end of the house, but so loudly as if there was a man on the roof stomping his feet. I stood perfectly still in my kitchen still holding the half poured decanter of water for the coffee maker. I put it down on the counter when all of a sudden three of my beautiful potted plants and one fichus tree were hurled towards the window from the north as if a huge wind had picked them up off the ground and thrown them directly at me! They hit the window! I stood there shocked! I thought the window was going to break so I screamed for my husband loudly! 

It was so frightening! What is this? What just happened? There is no wind outside? It is not raining? what ever was on my roof was on the South side of the house, how could the wind slam me from the North? I was so confused! I stood there wondering what was next?

I wanted to get away from the window in case something more was thrown at me! My mind was racing, Yes, I now knew instinctively that this was done to upset me!

 It was a deliberate attack!

There was no question! I could feel it now! It happened so it would take away my peace.

I immediately went for my camera in the living room and ran outside and started taking pictures. It was still dark out. All this had happened in the realm of a few moments. 

Perhaps I could catch this being or whatever form of entity it was?

I came back in the house after snapping a few photos. I saw nothing but a mess outside my window! I ran back into the house and headed to the bedroom to wake my sleeping husband. He was fast asleep! How could he have not heard all this? 

I pleaded with him, get up, please get up!

Why does it happen this way all the time?

Why do I have to be alone?

I ran back outside.

I took a few more pictures.

My camera captured the fichus tree and the pots lying on the ground. Just then my husband came outside and said "what is going on here"? I explained, I tried to wake you up when I screamed and then came into the room and tried to wake you you so you could see what I was experiencing in the kitchen. He stated, I heard nothing!

Not even my screaming I asked?

Our home is not that big, how could he have not heard me?

It makes me wonder if there is a cloak placed around us when these experiences happen that prevent others to see and hear us?

Truly, I believe we are separated somehow. There is no way someone can sleep through all that noise! The roof, my screaming, trees hitting a glass window?

I am ever aware that at any moment this type of thing can happen.

This is why I remain prepared for anything.

This is why I am a demonologist.

We never know when a beautiful moment will turn strangely odd.

Keep looking up and keep the faith!

You are never alone!

The Intersection of Dimensions

So, the weather in Florida has been at unprecedented rain fall levels for the past three weeks. July and August of 2015 have set new records throughout the State. It was reported that the steady rainfall hasn't been this serious in over 70 years. With that being said, I have been watching the retaining wall disappear over the last three weeks and the Lake in our back yard rise higher and higher towards the house. 

Knowing that there are alligators living in the Lake has made me a bit uncomfortable, since there is no secure wall dividing the Lake from my back yard.  The deck I usually enjoy my morning coffee on disappeared over two weeks ago. It succumbed to the rising water. The table and swing on the deck are still slightly visible as the water has come up so high.

So, early this morning as I made my way to the back dining room window to check on the water levels of the lake I was surprised to see the gator on the grass in the back yard. It was so early the sun had just barely come up. The gator could hardly be seen between the shadows on the Lake from the early morning sunrise bouncing off the water.

But none the less, there he was.

Basking on the lawn which was at least four feet underwater.

I ran to get my camera as I saw him there just feet from the edge of the water.  I yelled for Kevin to come see the gator and to get a picture as well. We have been watching this gator grow up over the past few years as he has surfaced every now and then. He is still pretty small but he's twice the size of what he was just a year ago.

Kevin took his pictures through the back window, he was focusing his shot between the window and the early morning condensation that had covered the glass, but I crept outside to get a closer look and hopefully a close up picture. As I quietly opened the back sliding doors leading into the lanai, I whispered to Kevin as he stood at the window to be real quite so as not to disturb the gator.

I walked out towards the gator very slowly and clicked away several times. The flash was on on my camera and it lit up the back yard. The gator seemed to sit there and allow me to take his photo.

I was only out in the yard for a minute or two when the gator swung his tail abruptly on the water and made an immense splash and submerged from sight.

I screamed out loud, Wow! It took me by surprise as I watched this amazing creature swim away in a splash of  his intense power.

I was so excited! I got the picture!

As I turned to come back in the house from the darkness I saw Kevin in his dark blue robe walking away from the window and  into the living room. But, when I turned to look into the house through the other set of sliding glass doors I was shocked to see Kevin sitting on the couch watching T.V. and on his computer!
How was this possible? He's in two places at once!

It was frightening! Here I was so excited about the gator and now so instantly confused in the same moment as to what I was seeing.
How was this even possible? Dimensions were crossing here!

I was so excited about getting this amazing picture from the lake and NOW I was thrust into a paranormal moment. It was a feeling quite like none I have ever had before.
The perfect storm of emotional feelings, One very intense and high and the other confusing and frightening!

How was it possible to clearly see Kevin walking towards the living room through one set of sliding glass doors while he was already in the living room seated on the couch with his laptop on his lap and watching the T.V. which was clearly visible through the second set of sliding glass doors?

How does this happen?

I was speechless. I was in the moment of two very different emotional happenings. Two different worlds if you will.
I continued on into the house and approached the Kevin I saw sitting on the couch, I looked at him oddly to see if in fact it was him, I relayed what I was going through to him as he sat there, looking at me, and I asked him how this was possible?

He replied to me, "I have no idea". He didn't seem to believe me at that moment. That upset me deeply.

He suggested it was me possibly seeing my own shadow in the reflection of the glass, that I mistook for him, but it clearly was not a reflection of me I assured him, I clearly saw Kevin in his robe walking. Moving forward, I was standing still!

I saw Kevin walking away from the window in his dark blue robe  and I noticed his hair and his stride, it was clearly him!  Or a ghost of him? I was wearing a white robe, so if I would have seen my reflection it would have been stationary, because I wasn't moving, as I had just turned around, and it would have been a white reflection, or a lighter reflection on the glass door.

 

When I came into the house through the lanai sliding doors I beheld Kevin on the couch. I wondered for a moment, who is the real Kevin here? It made me tingle with an odd feeling. Where did his apparition go? It simply disappeared as I focused on the reflection of Kevin actually sitting on the couch!

I asked myself several times, how can this happen?
It's as if I was seeing him in some sort of altered time.

How is that possible?

It was like the perfect storm of paranormal and excitement meeting together and exploding into another dimension.

While I sit here writing this I am still overwhelmed by this incident.

I'm always grateful for how my life unfolds on a daily basis but I will say that with every new day I seem to experience something more bizarre than the day before.

This life we live is full of uncertainties and strange happenings.

Thank GOD I don't walk this journey alone!

So, please enjoy the picture I took this morning of the gator on the lake. It is the actual picture I took just before the paranormal intersected with my morning.

I thank GOD for HIS continued protection over me in this strange world we live in.
Never forget, Truth is 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!

 

Vocal Attack

 

 

So it was 1980, I was at home and cleaning up around the house. I had been working for about 4 hours and I thought I'd take a break and go into the kitchen to get a drink of cold water. I poured my drink and was just standing there.

 It was quite and I had a lot on my mind.

 

I thought I heard a voice in one of the bedrooms.  I just thought to myself, no, I couldn't have, must be outside. I'm the only one home after all. So I went into my bedroom to see if there were workers out in the yard talking near my bedroom window. I pushed the curtains back and there was no one there.

I got a strange feeling because I thought O.K. what was that? It felt odd in the house all of a sudden. The hair on my neck fluttered!  

 

Then I thought I heard another voice. I could almost make it out this time. I thought it actually said my name! It sounded like maybe more than one voice. It really creeped me out. I thought to myself, Oh no, what is this?  I was hoping that would be the end of it and it would just stop. Then within a minute I heard it again. I heard a few voices this time. Like they were right at my back! They were saying "run, run, run, don't stay here, run".  I was really scared! I thought why is this happening? Where am I suppose to run to? Why should I run? It was so frightening, I cupped my hands over my ears. I started toward the front door. I was actually getting more and more scared and the hair was standing up on the back of my neck and arms now. I was so confused. Why should I run? Who is this talking to me?

Then the thought came to me, this is my house I'm not going anywhere! The voices returned saying the same things over and over, it felt as if I were standing in a room full of people. But I was there by myself. I still had my hands over my ears. I ran towards the front door and ran out into the front yard slamming the door shut behind me. I felt like I was being pushed out of my own home! I stood there for a few moments. I was so afraid to go back into the house again. I never saw a thing, I only heard the voices and I thought to myself, voices can't hurt me! I'm going back into my house and casting those voices out. I'm out here, they're in there! The heck with this! So I mustered up my strength and opened the front door and stood in the doorway for about 10 minutes. I heard nothing. Then I stood in the front room with the door still open for 10 minutes. I still didn't hear anything. I made my way room by room back to the kitchen. I wasn't in any hurry. As I moved from room to room I was less and less fearful. Once I got into the kitchen I was more mad than fearful. I said out loud in a very angry voice, "Get out of my house in the name of JESUS"! "all of you, get out of my house"!

I repeated this a few times. I was so angry. I felt as if I were set up almost? How does that happen I wondered?

 

As I stood in the kitchen, I grabbed the olive oil from my cupboard and went room by room anointing each and every doorway in the house and asking GOD'S blessing and protection for my family on each room.

I had a wonderful peace come over me. I anointed my own head and asked GOD for wisdom! I walked through the house now without fear. I felt as if I were alone again. It was a great feeling.

I wondered why these attacks came at me so frequently. A friend at church suggested that I made the enemy mad with the good works I had done. I wondered if that were true? I never really did find out the actual answer. I'm just very grateful this sort of thing doesn't happen as much anymore. When I have attacks from the spirit world now, I am well prepared and victorious. 

The Demonic Apparition

 

I want to share with you just how real the paranormal world can be. I had just come home from doing work as a Demonologist and successfully delivering a young girl from strong negative spirits and I must say I was exhausted. It was pretty late in the day so I had dinner and went to bed. I turned out the lights and pulled the covers up to my neck and shut my eyes. Just as I shut my eyes a very dark frightening face came at me quickly, very fast. I felt it wanted to scare me or  intimidate me. Instead of being fearful, it made me very angry. I was so angry I opened my eyes and I said out loud, "get out of here, get out of here now in the name of JESUS, get out that front door now. You are bound from here"! 

With that my anger subsided.  I pulled the covers up again to my neck, rolled over and fell fast asleep.

 

The next morning I was up at 6:00am saying goodbye to a fellow worker. As I opened the front door to send them off, to my surprise there were thousands of dead black bugs all over the patio and walkway in front of the front door. Literally thousands! This is what the above picture is all about. It is the actual picture I took that morning.

 

I then knew what had happened. When I cast the entity out the front door and bound it the night before, it killed those bugs that were in the area. Perhaps it even brought them to the front area to do away with them to alarm me. It did not alarm me at all. I simply knew I had the victory, yet again.

 

I have no idea what kind of bugs these are. They are not mosquitos or flies. They look like flies but are much smaller.

 

It never ceases to amaze me the lengths these rejected entities go to, to try and cause fear. I am grateful for my understanding and that the LORD protects me, always and gives me great peace!

The Floating Head, Part 2

 

So, after about three months had passed since my experience at the St. Petersburg beach apartment I found myself one night in Tampa watching a live group from Miami who happened to be passing through while on their way to Buffalo, New York. 

I had been staying with friends as not to return to my Moms place and that was getting very stressful for me. Living with friends was not working well for me. 

The Group was looking for a female vocalist. I mentioned I sang. They asked me if I wanted to interview for the job. 

 I was honored. I showed up the next day per the invitation and was so surprised when I found out that of all the singers that had tried out for the position, they had chosen me for the job.

I was elated!

They were leaving in a week after a brief unexpected trek back to Miami and would pick me up along the way to New York, that is if I wanted to take the job with them. I said,  "I'd love the opportunity and the experience" I had never been to New York,

I had heard it was pretty cold. But I decided to go along anyway for the experience of it all.

 

So after the week went by, I was on my way to sing in New York for the first time ever with my new band. "The High Street Carnival".. I had never sung with a group like this before. I was simply star struck. I couldn't wait for those bright lights! I had great expectations.

I had never been to New York and didn't realize how cold 20 degrees actually was!

After singing in New York for 4 weeks with the group and bearing the incredibly cold rehearsals and gigs, I decided it was just to cold for me in New York and I really wanted to head to the warmer climate of Florida and I was home sick. I was given options with the band and I didn't like any of them, so I took off on my own to begin my way back home.

I headed out in the evening with just my suitcase and the clothes I was wearing, which I might add were fit for southern winters, not New York blizzards. It was snowing and the wind was howling, it was so cold my ears were freezing. I was desperate to say the least at this point to get home somehow. I was trying not to cry as I knew it would do no good, but also I didn't want my face to freeze.  With only a few dollars in my pocket, nowhere to go, not being well dressed, and freezing, I had some quick decisions to make. I had to get back to Florida... I ended up stopping in a bar (Mr. Good Bar no less) in Buffalo on Elmhurst to warm my hands, ears and feet while heading down towards the bus stop. Maybe they would let me call my Mom for money on their phones? I walked into the bar and stood just inside the door and felt the immediate warmth engulf me, I so wanted to get home to Florida! I wasn't old enough to drink, so I could not go into the bar.... I glanced around the room and to my surprise I was stunned to see what I saw next.  I saw two men sitting at the bar, one of the men I was looking at who was sitting at the bar, was the face I had seen floating on my wall in my apartment in St. Petersburg beach a month or so before. I was shocked. He had the same face! I was transfixed on his face!

 I froze in fear as I looked at him sitting there. His hair was identical to what I had seen, very long and a bit stringy, he had the same eyes and his appearance was almost frightening, except his eyes were bright, bright blue. The face on the wall had dark shifty eyes. But this man really looked like him, except the eyes.

Was this the same man? He had a long beard, very dark, long hair, and thick eyebrows. It really was similar to the floating head I had seen.

 

Then something strange happened. It was like he shape shifted right before my very eyes while I was standing there looking at him. He seemed very kind, attractive in a strange way, very much a gentleman. Then all of a sudden, just like that, he got up, paid his bill as I was watching him, and walked out of the bar. He walked right past me, looked me right in the eyes and smiled as he left. A very kind smile. I don't really understand why but I followed behind him after a moment or two. Right back out into the freezing cold. I walked after him in the freezing wind because I could not believe who I was seeing. This was that face that frightened me so in Florida. But it wasn't scary now at all.

This was the floating head in person!

Was this meeting meant to be?

 

As I was following him, he stopped on the corner, turned and looked directly at me and asked me with a smile on his face, very matter of fact "are you following me"?  I was stunned! I didn't know what to say,

so I simply said..."yes, I am".

Then it was like magic. He seemed to change again right before my eyes. I noticed he had a kind smile.  A trusting look about him. I felt at ease. His eyes were blue, extremely blue, and his stance was one of concern towards me. He asked me where I was going? I told him to the bus stop. He asked why? I told him I was heading home to Florida because I didn't want to stay in the freezing weather another minute. I somehow felt as if I were to meet him here. This was some sort of predestined meeting. I asked him if I could use his phone at home to call my Mother to get a bus or airline ticket back home. He said yes. You see, I only had about $6.00 dollars on me, and that wasn't going to get me home.

Thus began a 15 year friendship with one of the sweetest men I had ever met.

But it came at an incredible price.

Paranormal things began happening to me immediately at an unbelievable pace. Ghosts, dreams, moving objects, moving people in pictures, apparitions, writings on mirrors and so much more. What I didn't know was that even though this man was very sweet, I had been cautioned by the apparition of this mans floating face on my wall NOT to align myself with him, but I didn't realize it at the time. I just never put two and two together. As I look back over my life I clearly see it was a warning to me, and I missed it.

What followed was stranger than any fiction

I had ever even heard of.

My life was changing and I could not stop it.

~

To be continued

The Floating Head, Part 1

It was 1970 and I lived in an apartment on 8th Avenue on St. Petersburg beach with my Mom. We had been there about 2 months. She worked everyday and I was often there alone by myself. This was my first summer living on the beach, so I lived in my bathing suit for the most part on a daily basis. There was a faulty air conditioner that often left the apartment very warm inside.  It's always HOT in Florida in the summer. We were about 2 minutes walking distance from the water, the Gulf of Mexico. We went swimming to cool off daily. It was wonderful. But it was also very, very hot out every single day.

Our apartment was pretty small compared to some of the places on the beach, but we were happy. There were only 4 rooms in the apartment, but it really was all we needed.

  As you walked in the front door there was a large dining room and living room that were really just one separated room that led to the bedroom and to the right was a small kitchen and a very small bathroom, and there you have it. So from the bedroom you could see right out the front door. My Mom and I shared the bedroom. My bed was in view of the front door. My Mom opted for the bed to the left of the doorway for a bit more privacy.

 

On this particular day my Mom had gotten up at 6:30 a.m. to head off to work, as she usually did and left me in the apartment sound asleep. It was about 10:00 a.m. when I woke from my sleep, I felt so strange, I felt as if someone were in the room with me.  It was an eerie feeling.  As I rolled over to my great horror just to the right of the doorway was a very dark face emerging from the wall. "It was horrifying"! It came more and more into view until I could clearly see a frightening face just floating there on the wall. What an awful and orphic way to wake up seeing this! The face was that of a man and it had long black hair and a heavy beard and horrifying dark eyes. It was looking at me intently with a frightening fixed stare. I looked away a few times to see if I were imagining it. Unfortunately, I wasn't!

I kept trying to look away, and slowly put my hands to my face! I wanted to scream! How can this be happening?

It was there after I rubbed my eyes. I was frozen in fear. I looked away from it as I was so afraid. I knew I was alone in the apartment and was completely helpless. I couldn't even scream, I was so scared. I was just frozen, what the heck is that thing? I had been sleeping in my night shirt. I had no undergarments on and I knew I couldn't just get up and run outside in what I was wearing. I fought the fear as I tried not to look at this face glaring at me. It just wouldn't go away! I reached down to the floor slowly and found my jeans lying where I had left them the night before.  I thought if I can just slip these jeans on I can run out of here. Then it occurred to me I had to run past the face, which was still on the wall and it frightened me to think of what that would entail. I was trying to talk myself through the fear.  I just wanted to scream! Why wouldn't it go away? I glanced up at the head once again. It was still floating in the same place on the wall just to the right of the door and looking at me.  The eyes would move and blink, it was so horrifying. I wanted to cry! What good would that do, I thought? Just get out of the room, get out! I quickly looked away again. The fear was overtaking me. The facial hair and head hair was pure black, only a slight facial view was seen as the hair was grossly everywhere. !  I started talking to myself . "Just get your jeans on Teri, just get your jeans on! I could see my purse and car keys on the dresser, but there was no way I was going for them. He was floating right over the dresser on the wall to the right of the doorway. I didn't want to get that close to the head.  I slipped into the jeans slowly and didn't even zip them up. I stared forward and got out of bed and ran with my eyes closed past the doorway and headed for the front door at a brake neck pace. I quickly unlocked the door and ran out onto the hot sand in the parking lot which was just out of the apartment door. I stood outside in total disbelief of what I had just experienced. I was freaked out completely!

My feet were burning in the very hot sand. I had no shoes on! I just wanted to cry I was so afraid.

What the heck was that? Why did this happen to me? Where did it come from? I was shaking from the experience and there was no one to talk to. 

I knew I couldn't stand outside in this hot sand and sun for any length of time.  My feet were burning, and the 98 degrees was hitting me hard in the full sun! My purse and keys were still in the apartment so I knew I had to go back in and get them if I were to leave this place. But how? I was so scared. There was no one around so I kept the front door open and waited about a half hour or so. I went into the apartment and went straight into the bedroom to grab my sandals and purse and keys. The apparition was gone. Thank GOD! I moved very fast collecting my things.

What was that? It seemed demonic in every way.

To this day I don't know where I mustered up the nerve to go back into the apartment, but I knew I needed my money and car keys and my sandals. I was desperate to get out of there.

This ended up being the last day I would ever stay in that apartment. I drove to my Moms work and told her what had happened. She saw the fear in my face and heard the desperation in my voice. I told her I wasn't going back until she went home and then I would get my things and go stay with a friend.

My Mom stayed about 2 more weeks to the end of the month and then she also moved out.  She however had her boyfriend stay with her. I stayed with friends. No way was I going through that again.

Little did I know then that this was just the beginning of so many paranormal things to come. Very demonic attacks and strange other worldly dimensions.

 

Today I believe this was a manifested demonic entity sent to disrupt my life. And that it did!

 

We live in a strange world. But have no fear. We can overcome all the world throws at us! JESUS was my answer.

It took me about 3 more years however, before I found that truth.

It was a rough ride. He was with me even when I didn't know he was! HE was how I got out of that apartment. HE gave me the strength!

I did find out within the year who this head was....are you ready for the rest of the story.

Part 2, I'll share tomorrow.

Truth is stranger than fiction!

 



WE have NEVER been alone!

Many times I have been asked while speaking,

"How do you know we are not alone"?

It's an easy answer for me but I respect people asking. After all for those who have not seen, experienced or heard the extraterrestrial visitors I can imagine it would be very hard to wrap your mind around them. It certainly initially was for me.

Before my first experience in 1979 I had always believed that there were no Aliens. I was positive they were comic book entertainment. I wanted nothing to do with any of the science fiction nonsense that was being read by so many back in that day. I thought truthfully that those who read such nonsense were beyond bored and foolish. I was NOT a believer!

 

So, when I had my first sighting, I remember I said over and over again, to myself "I don't believe in this, what is this, how can this be, these don't exist", right GOD?

The hardest thing you ever do is have these kinds of conversations with yourself!

It took me years to share the experience (29 years to be exact) because I struggled with the subject matter myself. How could this all be true if I have never heard the truth at this stage of my life? A mere 27 years old then. 

I felt like I had been sure these subjects were phony!

 

I went back to the spot from time to time where I had my experience and just parked my car and starred at the spot it all took place. I never shared that with anyone because I thought people would think I was nuts. I was hoping maybe "They" would come back if I were there.

My Mother advised me to not say a word to anyone about my sighting for fear of losing my job possibilities for the future.

And yet, it had taken place, it did happen!  I experienced it, and there was no denying it. I thought once about just telling myself it didn't happen and ignoring the whole thing, but I could not lie to myself.  How could I live with a lie like that?

Eventually, in 2008, I was spiritually moved to mention it, and then report it and then I finally fully accepted it, no more not dealing with it I thought. Now I study the phenomena and try to understand what and why it happened to me and so many others.

It's simple really,

WE ARE NOT ALONE!

We never have been and we never will be. We share this planet with other species and dimensions, it's common knowledge for our government and those who have been contacted.

There are reasons for each one of us who have been contacted.

It's a study of our family lines, us, and our openness to them.

There is a lot to learn about the "Why's".

I encourage those of you reading this, don't be fearful, if you haven't been contacted it doesn't mean you won't be. Your experience could be right around the corner. When it does happen, be kind, don't be aggressive. Be open and ask questions.

Disclosure is just around the corner.

Not that contactees need that from any outside source, but

I'm sure it's just a matter of time until it becomes common knowledge!

 Trust me here!

If you need someone to share your story with, report it to MUFON.  You will be glad you did.

I am always here for you as well, you can contact me.

 

Visitor From Beyond.

So, I'm sitting at home on my personal computer last year, fall of 2013. It's around 11:00 a.m. in the morning. It's a beautiful fall day. I'm looking out the window as I'm typing away looking up occasionally onto a serene landscaping of tropical trees and seasonal flowers. It's all so peaceful and the day is just lovely. I'm busy working away on a project for MUFON,
the Mutual UFO Network. 
I have lived in this beautiful home for about 15 years and I often enjoy writing and typing right here at this same window.
It's my peaceful work space.



When all of a sudden I hear a knocking. One knock after the next,

consistent and ongoing and it's coming from behind me, somewhere. Since it hadn't stopped in over a minute or two I became concerned. What is that knocking?

 

There wasn't anyone at the front door knocking as I had glanced at the front door with the big glass designed window in it and I could clearly see no one was there. So I pushed my chair back from the computer to go look at the back door, it wasn't coming from the back door either. Now I'm wondering, where is that coming from?  I keep hearing it, the consistent knocking. I walked past the dining room and there I heard it the loudest. It was just a consistent knock that has been going on now for about 2 minutes. I walk up to the mirrored wall and put my ear on the wall next to the mirror and sure enough.
THIS IS WHERE IT'S COMING FROM!
 It  is still ongoing, and continues as I put my hand on the wall,  now I can feel the knocking as if I am right next to the source. I hold my hand on the wall while the knocking continues for a full minute more. I'm just baffled. Why is this happening? Who or what is making it happen? I felt as if someone were doing this to get my attention, I don't know why that thought came across to me so strong, but it did! So I say out loud,
"who are you and What do you want"? I hear nothing.
I don't usually talk to spirits, poltergeist or demons, but I really wasn't sure what I was dealing with here.

The knocking continues however. It was rhythmic and consistent.
There were no water pipes in this wall, no electrical problems there either.

 I ran my hand back and forth on the wall as to get in the way of whoever or whatever was knocking there. It just continues. I laugh and say out loud, "if you won't tell me why you're doing this, then I'm going back to work", with that I walked away from the wall and the knocking suddenly stopped. I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed and then I cast the entity that I felt was knocking on the wall out of the house in the name of JESUS and went back to work.

 I have never had that knocking happen again, or before for that matter, on that wall!

 

What is absolutely intriguing to me is WHY? I gave the source one chance to come clean. To tell me what was going on.... and Nothing. Well, I can honestly say it was very interesting and I had no fear during the experience whatsoever. But I remain unsure of who or what it was to this day. It was just another day in my life to scratch my head about. 
Once again proving, we are not alone here!

 Truth is so much stranger than fiction.

Today I am fully aware of the poltergeist spirit that was there that day. I sent it on it's way through the power of the LORD.
While living in that particular home I had many attacks towards me. I feel it must have had a connection to the spirit world. I know how that sounds, but I fought almost weekly there for 15 years!
I still get attacked for helping and freeing folks, but I am well equipped and serve an amazing GOD!



The Birthday Present

It was 1969, May 26th, my 17th birthday, and I was hanging out with a couple good friends. We were talking and listening to music as was very popular back then. I had driven over to the apartment of my friend Jerry and my best friend Eddie came over to kick off a birthday celebration they had wanted to do for me.

 Eddie was like a boyfriend in a way, but there were no real serious feelings there, we were just great friends, all of us. We got together often and hung out. We all enjoyed guitars, singing, music, walking on the beaches here in Florida and the like.  I couldn't think of a better way to spend my birthday. Doing nothing special but enjoying the day with friends.

 

Just before 11:00 p.m. in the evening that night after a full day at the beach, the park and dinner, I was ready to head home. Jerry and Eddie decided however they would "Turn me on" to what they called a joint, something they both enjoyed

 and had been bugging me about trying throughout the day. I had just laughed at them earlier and said, thanks, but NO thanks. I really wasn't into anything I shouldn't have been doing back then. I was pretty much a straight laced type of girl.  I didn't ever look for trouble like my two friends here.  I had never given into peer pressure as I was usually the one to take a firm stance. Both Jerry and Eddie, who were older than me by a year or two simply hounded me relentlessly all day. They teased me about being so narrow minded and goody two shoes, as well as being funny and sweetly suggesting I should just let my hair down and try what everyone else was doing just once to see if I liked it. After 6 hours of offering this silly joint to me, I said at 11:00 pm OK, OK, I'll try one hit and then please leave me alone! I've got to get home.

They said, "this is your Birthday Present"!

 

So, there we were, sitting in Jerry's two story apartment off 5th Avenue in St. Petersburg, we were in his living room next to the stairway leading down to the outside door. It was dimly lit with candles and a hall light, so Jerry passes the joint to Eddie and Eddie passes the joint to me. Just as I begin to take a draw like they showed me on this joint, I see something white in my peripheral vision of my left eye. I first look at Jerry's face before I turned to see what it was, and I quickly glanced at Eddies horrified face and then glanced over to see what the white light was to my left. To my horror, I saw what appeared to be a white misty like ectoplasm forming into a person, it was quickly growing longer and forming more and more, until I could make out a very frightening demonic looking face. The ghostly face was well formed now and incredibly strange, like nothing I had ever seen before. I was intently starring into the face of this apparition which all of a sudden came at me with lightening speed and went right straight through me. I literally felt it come through me, I almost heard it as if it made a swooshing sound in my ears. It was like nothing I could have ever even imagined. Jerry and Eddie both screamed out loud, "what the hell is that", as they rose from a sitting position and ran down the stairs, leaving me stunned and frightened beyond belief. I don't know how I got up and made it down the stairs, I was literally in a frenzy to get out of that room.  I remember running into a coffee table and almost falling on my face but somehow getting to the stairs and heading out into the warm night air and joining Jerry and Eddie on the front lawn. They where white as sheets the both of them and kept screaming what the hell was that, what the hell just happened up there?

I asked them what they saw and both of them replied, I have no idea what that thing was. A ghost? I asked if they had ever had anything like that happen to them before. They replied, "oh hell no". So we all tried to calm down and get a grip of the moment. We had to stop screaming, it was late at night and we were standing in the front yard talking loudly. I remember saying, I am so freaked out,  I have to get away from here right now. They asked me where I was going, I said up to Royal Castle to get a coffee and think, I'm sure never going back up there again, as I pointed to the stairs! They followed me up to the Royal Castle and we all sat there drinking coffee and going over and over again what had happened to us. We couldn't make sense of any of it, it was just horrifying. How did it get there? We were all at a loss for knowing

what we saw.

 

All of a sudden I realized I had been rubbing my eyes relentlessly while talking. At this point both Jerry and Eddie said you better stop doing that, your eyes are so red and swollen, you don't look good. I went into the restroom and looked at my eyes. What I saw was frightening. The clear covering of my eyes was sagging out of the corners, it was so sore and itchy, I splashed water on my eyes and the burn almost caused me to scream out loud. I could NOT stop rubbing them, the itch was off the charts. I was in constant pain with the itching. Both Jerry and Eddie were so freaked out over the nights experience they both decided to head home around 2:00 a.m.  I said I was going home as well. But I didn't go home. I stayed at the Royal Castle another couple of hours with ice chips on my eyes. Finally at around 5:00 a.m. I started driving around looking for a doctors office to park at to wait for it to open. I thought if I could just get some sleep in the car I would be there when they got in, in the morning. I wondered how this itching had happened, was it from the apparition going through me? It did start just after the happening. What did this experience do to me? Why didn't it do anything to Jerry or Eddie?

At around 6:00 a.m. a nurse was getting out of her car to walk into the Dr.'s office and I got out of my car and asked her to please help me. She said they didn't open for an hour yet and I said that's OK, I'll stay right here in the car until you do. She said I looked horrible and asked what had happened to me. I wasn't about to tell her, so I said my eyes just started itching and I needed help because I can't stop itching them. She told me I was the worst case she had ever seen and said "use some self control", your eye's are in trouble you may have damaged them. I sat and waited for the Doctor.

Once he finally got there he prescribed me drops and gave me samples and sent me on my way.

I never told anyone about this for years. Not even my Mom. Jerry and Eddie were afraid to remain friends with me as they both thought I was the reason for the apparition. They were so freaked out by this we hardly ever spoke again. I was so hurt. How could they  blame this on me? I don't even know what we saw.

Some Birthday Present I thought, I'm never touching that stuff again!

 

When you're young these kinds of experiences teach you about who your friends are and aren't. I learned a lot from this. Both from the Paranormal side of life as well as the normal. Is there a normal?

I really wonder.

 

Definition of: Ectoplasm, An immaterial or ethereal substance, especially the transparent corporeal presence of a spirit or ghost.

Demons & Unclean Spirits (or Ghosts)

The original meaning of the Greek word "daimon" (and its derivations), as written in some of the books of the New Testament bible, were changed over the next two millennia into today's current beliefs and teachings about devils and demons. If we were to look at some other passages containing the word "daimonion" in the gospels of the New Testament, we would see that the meaning is synonymous with "unclean spirit" (For example, compare Mark 1:23 with Luke 4:33). Jesus, we read, spoke to the unclean spirits and they obeyed, leaving the bodies of the possessed. This is important to understand, because we read that Jesus taught (found in numerous passages of the Bible) that people should look to be clean and pure within. For example, in Matthew 23:26, we are told that Jesus scolded the Pharisees to "...first clean that which is within the cup and platter, so that which is outside might also be clean." Interestingly, most near death experiences share a common theme in that many encounter a "life-review" which seems to be a "cleansing process within" in order to help the recently-deceased transition from the physical world unto the next. This experience often occurs after the tunnel of light and meeting of loved ones on the other side of the grave.