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.

Mimicing Voices

So, here we are in October 2016, in our new home already! Time has really flown and we have been so busy painting this and fixing that. The challenges are non ending at this point!

We have spent the better part of everyday doing something to upgrade and make ready this beautiful home we found just a few months ago.

Often times I'm on one end of the home and my son is on the other as we work on our lists of things to be accomplished. I do work closely with my son on a daily basis, so often I'll yell across the rooms to check this or get that, and he is always there in a moment helping me. I consider myself very blessed!

However,

this last week, he has come into the room I'm working in and has said on many occasions, frustrated and upset, "What"?

I look up at him and smile and reply, "what"? why are you asking me that"? He will say, "you were just in the hallway by my bedroom and called me"! What do you want? I answered you and you didn't answer me!

I then say clearly to my son, "I have been right here in this room the entire time", I have not called you!

He has gotten very upset with me and said, Mom! I heard you call me from the hall, I stopped what I was doing to answer you and you never replied to me! How can you say you didn't?

I assured him with no doubts, I have not been on that side of the house, I have been right here working on this project!

He walks away confused and perplexed at the matter. And a bit upset with me. Like I would lie to him!

Twenty minutes will not pass and here he comes again, just as upset as before,

"What"?

And we replay the same scenario!

Clearly someone is calling his name and mimicking me!

These are spirits that are usually known as poltergeist.

So well is the voice sounding like me, that he swears it is me!

I however,  am not the one calling him.

EVER!  PERIOD!

 When I call him, I follow through with a whole message. This entity is taunting him with only calling his name.

I have had this happen to me before. It's very odd.

He will come to me in the evening as well and say, Mom, did you just call me? Again, I will tell him "NO"!

He has also done this when my fiancé is home, and he has also heard this from my son.

It amazes me sometimes how persistent energies can be. Ghosts, spirits, if you will, they can taunt you if you let them.

I am working with my son to not interact with these spirits that mimic. They can be so frightening. My son must take charge and rebuke these "callings" himself. I am not the one they are dealing with. I'm the one hearing about them, But I am not the one hearing the callings.

Why am I sharing this with you?

Because if you live in a home with someone hearing these types of calls and you are not hearing them yourself, then you need to help and support the person involved. Often, these voices can be heard only by the one being attacked by them. The person isn't crazy, they are simply under attack!

These are either unclean or familiar, or poltergeist spirits. 

What can happen to you, can happen to others as well.

This is when you help the person walk through the moment and be a team! Encourage them to stand against the voice. Call on the LORD JESUS to cast the spirit out of the home or where ever, that is calling in mimic fashion, and be done with it.

Spirits can shape shift and mimic. It is usually very frightening for the one going through this. Also extremely confusing!

Sometimes the other people will have a hard time standing firm against the energies. We all must develop our "Sea Legs" if you will. We need to learn to stand on our own. Each person has a path to walk in this life, and they walk it alone! You cannot walk their path for them, but you can help them.

If you can't, find a qualified person who can.

Or call or contact me.

This is my reason for sharing my paranormal life. To bring answers and peace to you as I suggest and guide you to do the right thing.

GOD's love and Light I pray for you!

The Fireplace & My Birthday

So, it's May 26th  2016, my Birthday!

I woke up this morning and just knew it was going to be an amazing day. It's a Master 22 day and it has some serious positive and powerful vibrations attached to it this year.

I spent the day with my son doing relaxing and fun things I love to do, shopping in antique shops all over the area and we had an amazing time! We found some wonderful treasures and then stopped for lunch before we headed home.
I got the free Birthday lunch, how much fun was that?
 

I then spent the afternoon in the pool in the hot Florida sun  floating to the sounds of the waterfall and really enjoyed the day! It was so relaxing. I felt as if I were in a luxury spa!
Family members pampering me, it was just lovely!
 

Then I spent dinner with the family and we grilled in the back yard.

It was really scrumptious!

 The meal was prepared by my Fiancé and son. They pampered me again by serving me, making everything I just love! It was such a wonderful evening! Truly magical!

After coffee on the patio by candlelight and some great memories and conversation, we came in to the living room to watch a movie together and enjoy a little Birthday cake.
Everything was so normal!
 

We spent about a half hour watching some very interesting piece on UFO disclosure. It was so much fun just sitting and sharing the company of loved ones on my birthday, it doesn't get better than that! We put the movie in and settled back to enjoy it.

 

It was then while watching the movie my fiancé sort of jumped as he sat next to me on my left on the couch, it made me jump. At that same instant my little dog "Lovey", stood up from lying on the floor by my feet and started growling ferociously looking in the same direction as my fiancé
toward the fireplace in the living room! 

She was barking, growling and carrying on so, and then acted frightened and ran between my ankles to hide. It really startled me as I reached down to pick her up. Just then my Fiancé said, "I saw something dark come out of the fireplace and I saw this dark shadow come down towards the floor from the fireplace and move towards the right of it, that's when Lovey went crazy with her growling"! He added, the dog saw the same thing I did at the exact same time, and that's why she continued for a good three minutes growling and barking at the fireplace.

I got up off the couch and picked up the dog and walked toward the fireplace. I figured if she could see the shadow, I could easily find it as well. As I did, little Lovey was clawing at my arm to get away, to get down she was trying to jump out of my arms! She did not want to go anywhere near the fireplace! It was really freaky! She continued to growl and bark. All of us in the room witnessed this bizarre behavior. Lovey was focused on one area at the fireplace near an old antique queen Anne chair I've had for years. It was just to the right of the fireplace her growling would not relent. I was  trying to calm her but she was scratching my arms to get away from the fireplace and the Queen Anne Chair!

I sat down with her in my arms in the chair! She jumped out of my arms and ran to Kevin to hide behind his legs!
I could now feel the entity very strong. My hair stood up on the back of my neck and my arms. I could clearly see the hair standing straight up. I didn't like the feeling of the entity.

I then decided we had had enough, and immediately took authority of the situation and cast the dark entity out of the house, in the name of JESUS! I went into the library and got the Holy Water (which I had received from a friend who purchased it for me, which came from the Jordan River in Israel. I sometimes use this water in anointing and deliverance, as a Rabbi in Israel had blessed it) and I came back into the living room and anointed the fireplace and the mantle and prayed over it all in the SPIRIT.

As soon as I had done this, the dog stopped her barking and growling! It was simply amazing how this little four pound pup was so disturbed from the incident and then was completely at peace after the prayer and anointing!

Just like that!

I don't know what the darkness was that decided to attack tonight, I did not feel it necessary to speak with it, but that's just not important. What is important is that we again had the complete and totally awesome victory over it, instantly through prayer.

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, Truth is stranger than fiction, and folks, we are not alone here on this planet!

Be safe, and keep alert at all times. We can't let our spiritual guard down for a minute, not even to enjoy a Birthday without some odd thing happening anymore it seems!

Always be at peace and don't worry, the LORD has always got your back! We are never alone!

 

  

The Unseen Again

So I was in the kitchen tonight making dinner for the guys who were on their way home from a walk in the woods, and I had a very odd interaction with something I could not see.

It gave me goosebumps like I have never had before.

I felt as if whoever the energy came from wanted to get my attention.

I was making a hot chicken breast salad and potatoes for dinner. 

Suddenly I thought I heard a rap on the window near the front door. My two little puppies were running around in the living room, I looked at the front door, I didn't see anything. What was that rapping I thought? I ignored the raping. I thought maybe it was the guy's coming home from the woods. I knew they both had keys to let themselves in so I continued with what I was doing. Everything was going just fine until I opened the two instant potato packages. I cut open the bags of the potatoes with a scissors to add to the piping hot water I had just boiled. I was to add the freeze dried flakes to the water. After I cut the top of the 2 bags of potato's off I left the tops on the left side of the stove. I then took the potato bags over to the right side of my stove to add to the water. 

And then one of the two tops I had cut off, simply flew off the counter into the center of the kitchen floor!

 

I was immediately covered in goosebumps!

It just gave me the creeps for some reason.

I also immediately rebuked the presence that just caused one out of two tops to fly off my counter. I cast the energy out of the house as well.

There was no air flow that was in the kitchen that could have caused the top to fly off the counter like it did. The windows in the house were closed. It's 40 degrees outside. The heat was not running at that moment in the house. There were no fans on either. I was alone in the kitchen, there was no way this could have happened in a normal setting.

O.K., So it got my attention! I thought I heard the raping sound again at the front door, I walked into the living room again to look. Both puppies were staring at the front door, but there was no one there! I wondered if they heard the rapping as well? They seemed to be focused in that direction for a few moments.

I went back into the kitchen, and finished making the dinner salad.

Not sure who or what caused the top to fly off the counter into the middle of the kitchen floor.

Someone or something wanted my attention.

They had it briefly, but it's not here anymore.

These entity's only have the energy we allow them to have. Don't focus on them, get them out of your home immediately!

Keep your eyes on GOD and don't let them keep your attention.

 



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!

 
 

The Odor

So, I woke up yesterday, Wednesday, July 29th, just as I do everyday (Thank GOD!) and I headed out into the kitchen to start my coffee.

We had a little visitor stay with us over night and I wanted to get some breakfast ready for her.

It was then I noticed a strange smell in the house.

I stopped in my tracks and tried to identify it.

It was hard to describe really. It smelled like it was someone else's house I was standing in! It was as if while I slept last night this house reverted back to the previous owners house, or at least the smell of their house.

I know this sounds strange, but I have a very sensitive and keen sense of smell. Have you ever gone into your neighbors home who has a dog or cat and noticed that their house does not smell the same as yours, It's their unique smell?

How about going into a home where they use moth balls? You really do notice these things momentarily as you enter other peoples homes.

 

Well, here I stood in the middle of the living room with this look on my face like what the heck is this all about!

I stood there for a moment and realized that this was the smell of the house when I first entered it 3 years ago before much of the house was repaired and updated. I recognized it now!

Kind of musty and old. There were old drapes originally and miss matched furniture, old carpets and unpainted cabinets that were out of date. The walls needed painting and floors needed updating as well as bathrooms renewed, it was just old.

So as I stood there I realized that someone from the previous owners was with me in the room.

But why? I was all of a sudden very aware of their presence.

So I said out loud, "Oh no, in the name of JESUS you have to go, "now",

your time here is over, this is my time to live here"!

 

It was then I heard Kevin's mother say to me. "Thank you".

I thought to myself, What?  For what?

I felt her say again, "thank you for polishing my silver and loving my home, for caring so deeply for this space, my home.

I said out loud to her "you're very welcome and now you must leave"!

 

With that the smell was gone! Instantly, gone.

I now smelled the fresh clean home I had grown to love these past 3 years, the smell of fragrance candles and clean floors, my leather couches and other things we worked hard to acquire that all contributed to the familiar smells of this present home.

I continued on my way into the kitchen and made the French press coffee I love so much.

 

As the day went on I mentioned briefly to my little visitor while we were chatting, what had happened earlier today and what I experienced. I shared that I thought it was her grandmother who was here with me in the early morning hours while she slept. She smiled and said she remembered the smell when her grandmother lived here in the house. She said it was musty and old because of her grandmothers illness she was unable to keep the home clean and it made an impression on her also as a child.

 

With that we gathered our things and headed out of the house and off to a movie and enjoyed the rest of the day together.

 

Later that evening when Kevin came home from work his daughter mentioned to him what had happened here in the house to me earlier this morning.

He inquired of me as to what happened. I was standing in the kitchen cooking dinner when he asked me about the happening and I walked into the living room to answer his question.  I started telling him about how I woke up to a strange smell in the house  and then I heard his mother speak to me. That's as far as I got!

 

Just as I said that to him all the power in the kitchen and the living room shut off, EXCEPT the stove in the kitchen and the flat screen T.V. in the living room. This was odd because had a fuse blown the entire rooms power would go down! Not just a part of it. My chicken was still cooking in the kitchen on the stove and yet the entire kitchen was dark. The T.V. on the wall was still on but the rest of the room was dark. All the bedrooms and the rest of the house were fine!

All the lights were on.

His daughter jumped up off the couch and ran to her daddy's side.

I wasted no time and again I said out loud, "In JESUS name you must leave NOW"!

 

Kevin said, "do we have to send my mom out"? I said "absolutely"!

While it's wonderful to have these moments that connect us to the relationships we shared here, we must understand, it isn't healthy to allow these moments to last more than a second. This is not where the departed should reside any longer. And who is to say, they may allow other subjects to enter the home as well?

With that Kevin checked the breakers and all the lights came back on.

Other dimensional visitors do have some power and can turn electrical things on and off. Just don't allow them to stay. Some can be adamant about visiting and revisiting. We here are in control however, in JESUS name ONLY.

Give it over to JESUS, these situations belong to HIM and HE will be victorious where we cannot be. Spirits do not listen to us, but they have to listen to HIM!

It was a nice visit, I'm glad it's over!

And again "You're welcome Anna, It's my pleasure"!

 

 

Holding The Hand Beyond

 

It was 2003, I had a very ill older friend who had just been hospitalized. She had been a good friend for at least 18 years. She and I spend dinner after dinner talking about life and our faith. We spent hours on the phone talking just about everything under the sun. My friend was alone in this life with no other siblings and her husband and parents had passed away long before. She was a bit of a worry wart and was suffering from an ulcer which was very serious. I visited her every other day in the hospital, as I worked every day and tried to be there for her as often as I could. She and I had become more like family than friends over the years.

 

One evening when I went into the hospital to visit my friend the hospital staff told me they would be moving her to a rehab facility soon  as she seemed to be getting better. I was so excited. I thought this was her turning point from this dreaded illness to better health.

I walked down the long sterile corridor to my friends room.

I knocked softly on the door, I could hear her talking to someone, I hesitated going in for a moment.

When I finally entered the room I noticed the lights had been turned off and the room had an orphic feel to it.  The shades were pulled closed on the windows. My friend  was lying in her bed alone with her hand up in the air and talking with someone as if she were holding their hand.

It really looked like there was a hand in her hand, from the position she held her hand in. She was holding it tightly. I walked over to the window and opened the drapes a bit to let a little sun in. As I got closer to her I  said "how are you feeling today"?

She replied with a cheery and enthusiastic, "OH, I'm so glad you're finally here, I want you to meet my Mother"! I said O.K., with a slight laugh in my voice. She then grabbed my hand as I got closer to the bed and said, "Mother, this is my good friend Teri that I have told you so much about", Teri, this is my Mother, and she then said her name.

It was all so normal, and yet extremely paranormal.

I saw no one. My friend kept looking over at her Mother and talking the whole time to her as she held both our hands squeezing them both as she talked. Then she would look at me and speak to me just as normal as she always had.

 

I looked up again at my friends hand, then I looked at her holding my hand. It looked as if there was a hand she was holding although there was no one there. I  then said, "Hello, it's so nice to meet you". I felt something very powerful in the room, but yet  I still saw nothing.

My friend then said she and her Mother were talking about many things together. She wanted me to grab a  piece of paper on the desk and write some things down. I did as she asked.

It was amazing what she told me. She spoke as if her Mother were right there and they were both speaking together very naturally.

It was a lot for me to take in.

Her Mother was right there. Less than three feet away from me.

My friend  was holding onto two dimensions and she was able in her failing frail state to interact with us both.

I kept looking across the bed hoping to see someone. From the placement of her hand and mine it was literally exact. I studied how her hand moved as she spoke to her Mother. I was really in disbelief. I had never had something like this happen before. I spoke to her and her Mother as if I could see her Mother so as to keep the flow of communication open. It was surreal. 

After about 30 minutes of this going on she said goodbye to her Mother and said she was going to spend some time talking with Teri for a while. She kissed her Mothers cheek and said goodbye. She let go of her Mothers hand. We visited for another hour.

I sang to her and prayed with her and then headed for home.

 

My friend passed away the next day.

 

Even though the doctors had said she was improving and could go to a nursing home for rehabilitation. My friend told me while I was in the room with her and her Mother that previous day that she was ready to leave this life and go on to meet her husband again and be with her  parents beyond the veil. She was so excited to see her husband again. She was really looking forward to it.

 

I never heard anyone make so much sense while existing in two worlds at once. It was an experience I hold dear.

I have held the hand of someone from beyond. What an adventure that was. I was privileged to meet someone from the other side.

My friend told me her Mother was so happy to meet me.

That will always mean a lot to me. I look forward to seeing both my friend and her mother again some day.

 

 

 

 

The Indentation

 

So, it was 1984, My days were filled with cleaning ,cooking and raising two boys. I was always doing laundry. Seemed like the minute the washing machine stopped running I was piling more into it for the next load.  

I loved being a mother and keeping a house, it was so rewarding. It was also a full time job!

 

One afternoon while attending to my chores I decided I would watch T.V. while folding a fresh load of laundry I had just taken out of the dryer. I put the laundry basket on the floor next to my bed. I went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee and I came back to the bedroom to turn the T.V. on and get to task.

 

When I walked past the bed toward the T.V. I was shocked to see right before my very eyes my comforter sink in about 3 inches or so. I stopped dead in my tracks and starred at the indentation.

Someone or something just sat down on my bed right before my very eyes! How does that happen in broad daylight? I wanted to run but I stood my ground! I just kept starring to see if it was going to move. I felt mesmerized actually by this incident.

 

I watched this indentation happen. How was that possible? I was in the home alone. I just kept starring as I backed away from the T.V.

I walked back over to the bed and put my hand into the indentation and ran my hand back and forth. I thought to myself, someone is sitting there and yet I have my hand on the bed. I thought again to myself, can they see me? Who is it?

The hair on the back of my neck was standing up and I was thinking to myself, I wonder if this is going to make this entity mad? I'm not sure I want this thing or person to visualize. I became a bit more frightened at that point. I backed away from the bed and continued to stare at the indentation.

All of a sudden the indentation rose up from the bed and I was dumbfounded! Where did this person go? Are they in the room with me.

 Where are they, who are they? I commanded them out in the name of Jesus, I was shaking a bit when I said it, then I ran out of the room. I ran out the front door to the porch and stood in the sunlight wondering what I should do next.

I wanted to scream! That was a very frightening experience.

I kept asking over and over again, Why?  Who was that?

What was that?

I stayed outside on the porch for about 20 minutes praying and mustering up my strength. I walked back into the house. I never wanted these odd experiences to overtake me in fear. Even though they were really scary. And why did it always have to happen when I was alone? That made me mad! Like I was being taken advantage of. I would think, "Really LORD, Why me"?

I never got an answer to that question, it was like I was just suppose to stay open and learn. It always did increase my faith when I was tested in these experiences.

I went back into the bedroom and turned the T.V. on.  I wanted to hear real voices. Somehow that was comforting at that moment. I continued to fold my basket of clothes. I called my Mom just to hear her voice. I shared with her what had happened. She would always say the same thing when I shared things that were happening to me. She said, "it's a good thing you are so strong in the Lord Teri. That's unnerving"! She would also share odd things that had happened to her over her life time. I was always comforted just hearing another voice after going through something like this. 

She would say she had no idea why, but she was always there for me. She didn't have experiences much any more.

 

The rest of my day went along just as normal as if that experience hadn't even happened.

I have said this a thousand times if I've said it once, Truth is so much stranger than fiction!

We are here to learn, and I feel as if I have been in the school of life to learn that we are not alone here. We are never alone.

There is always another dimension right next to us, open and watching or interacting with us.

We just have to learn to understand it. 

Even the Bible say's there are Angels all around us, watching us and giving thanks when we choose the right path!

This life is an interesting school, Love and understanding are the rewards we take to the next level when we pass into the next life.

 

 

The Wall People

 

So, it was 1973. It was early August. A very hot day in Clearwater, FL. I was living in a town house while I was awaiting the birth of my first son. I was alone in the home and had been doing a lot of cleaning and baking this day.  I remember going to the grocery store and all of a sudden feeling as if I were so tired. When I finally got home I felt that if I didn't take a nap I was going to collapse. I was 9 months pregnant and exhausted from my busy day. At least I guess that was what was happening? I went upstairs to my bedroom  to take a nap. I just felt as if I could not keep my eyes open another minute. I didn't usually take naps, but, now it seemed like if I didn't, I was going to fall asleep standing up!

 

I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I remember thinking, why am I so tired? What did I do differently today  that made me this tired?

I was only 21 years old, I shouldn't be this tired, but I simply had to lay down.

 

It was as if I were meant to take that nap. Right then and there!

I slept very hard.

 

I woke up about an hour later. My eyes were fully opened and I sat up in bed. What I saw was unlike anything I had ever seen before!

There were people in the room starring at me. There had to be 50 people in the room. Up close to the bed,circling around the room and some near the bed, Just standing there looking at me! The bedroom was packed with faces peering at me over each others shoulders as I slept? I could tell by the look on the faces they were observing me for some unknown reason! It was so bizarre!

Older people, young people, girls, boys, men and women. Black, White, Korean and Japanese, Indian etc. From all walks of life. I saw them just as if they had been invited in through the front door! They were all dressed differently from each other. Just like on any street in any city, but they were all here, in MY bedroom!

What was happening I thought to myself? I was so freaked out, but I wanted to understand what was going on!

 

I then heard them all talking lowly. One said, "Oh look, she's fully awake". I heard a man say, "Come on now, we have to leave".

They all simultaneously began to back into the wall. Literally, they were disappearing as I watched them! They didn't walk backwards, they just sort of moved back, like they floated back toward the wall. My eyes were darting around the room quickly. I was starring at the faces. I wanted to remember this moment! Some were easy to remember. Others were not as easy to remember. In particular was one heavy younger woman with a flat round kind of face. Not really pretty. It's the only way I could describe her. She was odd. Dark short hair, kind of wiry hair. Brown eyes, dressed like she was poor. I was looking through the crowd of people trying to memorize a few faces. They were disappearing into the wall so quickly now. They kept going more and more into the wall. I could hear them talking about me. They were making comments. Simple, obvious comments.

 "She woke up so fast", "She see's us",  "I think she knows we're here". I kept watching until they all disappeared!

 

I now stood up and walked towards the wall. I ran my hands over the hard, cold concrete walls. I remember saying, "Who are you all"? Where did you go? Then I felt very strange and scared.

What just happened here? Why were these people here?

I heard nothing now. The room was quite. The sunlight was streaming in through the windows.  It was only around three O'clock in the afternoon.

 

I went downstairs and sat in the living room alone. I could not believe what had just happened.

The even more odd thing was I seemed to remember this happening before.  How strange this all is!

 

I just sat there. Taking it all in. Who were those people? There were so many of them? What did they want?

 

It wasn't until a few years later that I started to remember again the day this had happened to me. I was actually talking with a woman in my neighborhood that I had met, and I noticed it was the same woman I saw standing in the room years earlier with the flat head. The odd one, I remember her! I wondered how could this be. It was truly her. No doubting it at all. Same hair and eyes. same face. She came in my life as a friend.

She ended up being a very untrustworthy person. She was a negative and very deceptive personality. Many people had issues with her. She was known as a manipulator. I was surprised at how I had seen her before and here she was, living only a few doors down from me! This really negative personality. Right down the street from me. What was this real live person who had been in my room years earlier doing in my life now?

 

Had I seen the future so many years ago? Had I seen people who would later be a part of my life? Was I being warned?

The answer is clearly, YES!

I was being warned that those who come as friends, will not be friends. Those who come into my life will not be who they seem to be. I then remembered a few other faces that seemed so familiar to me, they had been in my room also!

It was a lesson given to me by wisdom. I didn't understand it at the time. It took me years to connect some of the faces I saw that day. But at this writing I have seen a few that I can recall.

This life is not what only meets the eyes, It's so much more, and then some. I am still learning every day about this strange happening called life.

Truth is simply stranger than fiction!

The Unwanted Presence

It was the spring of 1993. I was at home and sitting  in my bedroom on my bed reading. The day was spent and night was falling. The sun was setting and the room had that wonderful warm evening glow coming in from the windows.  My favorite time of day. There was a dim light from my bedside table providing just enough extra light for reading. I was deep into one of the last pages before I was going to quit for the night. When all of a sudden  I saw something move to my left near the bedroom door.

I looked up to see something that was almost unbelievable to me. Standing there in my bedroom doorway was my Mothers Mom,
  my Grandmother! 
That was such a shock to see I can tell you. She had been dead for a few years at that point. How could she just appear here in my doorway? And why? She was just standing there. Not smiling really, just looking at me reading on the bed. It was an odd glare.

 

I wanted to smile and welcome her, that was my first notion, but then I thought to myself, NO way!

It came to my thoughts that while she was alive she had caused so many uncomfortable scenarios for my Mother and myself. She was always a harsh woman towards my Mom. I never heard my Mom share loving memories of my Grandmother. It seemed as if whenever my Mom needed her she was never there for her. She had been less than loving towards me as well for most of my life.

I figured my Grandmother must have had a rough time of things herself, but I could never understand her being course with me about it. I did not contribute to her life issues, why treat me so cold?  She had treated my Mother horribly while my Mom was young. My Mother often shared with me sad stories about feeling lonely and un loved by her Mother. She had many bad experiences at home with siblings and her Mother would chastise her and not the others. Her memories were always so sad. It broke my heart to hear those stories. Yet my Grandmother was so kind to her other daughters and their siblings. It was a painful undertow at every meeting with her throughout my life.

 

So as I saw her standing there the first words out of my mouth were NO! Oh NO!

You don't come to me like this I thought! Why are you here I screamed out at her? Are you here to ask for my apologies, for the misery you spread around? To say how sorry you are for the way you treated my Mother in this life? NO, I screamed!
I looked at her standing there as I was literally yelling at this ghost in my doorway!

I continued yelling, "Your choices here are done, they are OVER"!

I don't want to discuss any repentance with you now!

Shame on you for hurting everyone. Shame on you for causing so much sadness!
I sat straight up and threw my arm out and pointed at her and said loudly

GO, GO NOW, go away from me. DON'T return here!
 

I watched my Grandmother standing there dressed like she always had the whole time in human form while I was yelling all this anger towards her from my heart. She was wearing a dress I had seen her in while she was alive. She didn't have her glasses on, but she was a bit overweight still and old looking. Her skin hung on her face as it did before she passed at 96 years old. She wasn't at all what I would have thought someone from the other side would look like. She looked lonely, sad, and distressed.
She was looking down at the floor now, she would not make eye contact with me once I yelled to go away.

She was very certain I was so angry with her!
 

All the hurt, all the loneliness she caused, all the agony she spread, the unapproved glances she gave and the distance she kept from those who loved and needed her, was not O.K. with me.

The worst of it was that she would always throw her cheek up and over to the left for us to kiss as we would come to visit her as if to say, come kiss me and then go sit down and shut up! She didn't smile, she wasn't warm and I never liked her judgmental stares. Who would? She never drew me out or asked me questions. There was no love, no concern shown towards any of us children. She never included me in any of her conversations. It was clearly as if I didn't even exist and she always made my Mom feel so uncomfortable.

How dare her come here now, interrupt me reading my good book and ask what of me?
I just wanted her out of my house!
 

The truth is I had no idea why she came and I wasn't about to let her tell me. I knew deep down in my heart this time was NOT the right time to make any amends with me. It was not a proper time. But when is? I just wanted to unleash all that at her to let her know what I felt for a change. I never had the opportunity to tell her while she was alive. I was always so kind and loving towards her. I respected her because my Mother told me too. But these were my terms now. I wasn't ready to hear what she had to say.

 

Her apparition began backing out of the room slowly as she continued to look straight down at the floor. She did not look at me again, and after a few moments, she simply faded away right before my very eyes! That was a bit freaky. But I was glad she was finally gone.

 

I got right on the phone and called my Mother! I told her Grandma was just here, (imagine her shock hearing that)! She gasped as I told her. I told her everything that had just happened. I told her how I shouted at her and shamed her. I could hear my Mom crying through the phone. I said, Mom are you crying? Why are you crying? I didn't let her say anything more to hurt you or I! I let her know what a witch she had been in this life time. I threw her out of here! Just like she always shut you and I out. 
 My Mother then spoke very softly through her tears and said, "Teri, why didn't you just at least let her tell you what she was there for"?
 

I got real quite, I started searching my soul for that answer. I didn't have one.  I was so preoccupied with my own pain and anger towards my grandmother.  I didn't  consider why this woman had come to me in the first place. Where had she come from? How did she get here? I never even considered asking here that.

Call me crazy, but it just seemed like the right thing to do at that moment. After all, how am I suppose to know how to act when the unexpected happens? Where's the rule book? I could clearly see what my Mom was trying to relay to me. Kindness should have come first. It was my first thought, briefly. But I was not able to be in a kind place at that moment. I had hoped my Mom would have been proud of me and understood. She did say so, as to comfort me, It's O.K. Teri, you did what you had to do, perhaps she will come again later in life? Now she knows how she hurt you first hand. Maybe she will have some growing to do herself, wherever she is?
 

It's been many years since my Grandmother dropped in to see me. I think I'd finally be ready to address her. The jury could still be out on that, but I think I am ready.

Isn't it odd this life? What with the spiritual always knocking at your door and then just the normal daily routines of life mixing in, we never know what is just around the corner.

We truly are spiritual beings on a human journey!
Walking each other home.



The Floating Head, Part 3

Well the weather could not have been worse that year. December 1970. I'm stuck in New York, my ship home was not going to sail!  My Mother tells me on the phone, you are on your own young lady! (You see, she never was thrilled that I wanted to go to New York in the first place). She wasn't going to help me with a ticket to get back home. I knew that meant I was staying in the frozen north until I could get the money for a ticket myself.

I don't know why my Mom was so hard on me, It sure was going to change my life to be left in Buffalo! If I had only known then what I know now!

 

This presented a conundrum for me. No where to live, no job and I was getting a little hungry. I asked my new found friend who resembled the floating head from my Florida apparition, if I could stay at his mothers home in Blasdell, as he had mentioned that could be a possibility if things didn't go well with my Mothers phone call. It was looking like just about all I could do. I ended up staying with his Mother for 2 months along with all his siblings as well. It was getting crowded fast. I called this friend by his name but I won't share that name here.  Now, there was no fear whatsoever being around him. He seemed normal, just like any other friend I had ever had. Our friendship turned into a relationship after 3 months, and we got an apartment together.  I was singing for various groups in the Buffalo and Tonawanda areas. I was doing very well. I had done so well in fact I got a call one night from a man who said he had seen me at Hearthstone manor where I sang for a very large group (500) one night and he said, Lena Horn is very sick with a sore throat and can't sing or  make her show tonight, will you sit in for her. I was so blown away, I accepted the job and had a wonderful night singing with a full orchestra. My singing career was doing very well.

I can't say that about my living conditions however.

 

In the apartment my friend and I shared things were starting to get strange.  Very strange!

I kept thinking I was seeing something out of the corner of my eye all the time. It was unnerving. I would hear strange footsteps on the stairs leading into the flat we were renting. I would hear someone talking, but I was the only one home.

One night I came home from work rather late after a night of singing my heart out and I fell asleep immediately. I had a strange and terrifying dream of an old man named "Joe" who previously lived in the apartment we were renting. He was upset that we were there and wanted us to leave he told me. I woke up and saw a shadow hovering over me in the room and screamed out load. My roommate said what happened? I told him about the dream. He laughed it off and went back to bed. The next morning while I was cooking breakfast my roommate was taking a shower. When he was done showering he came to the breakfast table and I ran into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I noticed the mirror had a name written on it, and I was very upset with my roommate as I  confronted him at the breakfast table, "very funny", you had to make fun of me didn't you? He said with a very honest look on his face, "what are you talking about"?  I said, "the name on the mirror in the bathroom". He pushed his chair back and went into the bathroom and he was actually shocked as he saw written in the steam from his shower, the name "Joe". He went white as he saw it and said, I did not put that there. I would not do something like that. I knew you were upset about your dream last night. I promise you I did not write that there!

It was then that I told him for the first time about the floating head and the resemblance to him that it had. I told him how weird things had gotten. He didn't seem to think it could have been him. (I was sure that it was him). But what do you do with something like that?

And now terrifying dreams and voices and sounds?

 

A week later we came home and noticed the rocking chair in the front room was rocking at a steady pace. We both were a bit spooked by that, but tried not to think about it. It had been happening from time to time.  I kept trying to figure it out! I was feeling more and more unhappy being in the flat. But what happened next made me very sure Joe was haunting this apartment.

I had a neighbor who had a young red haired daughter named Shannon, about 7 years old who always smiled at me when I would come and go from the flat.

She always wanted to come up to the apartment and hang out with me. I was actually happy to have her company from time to time.

One day as Shannon was sitting enjoying a cookie at my kitchen table with me she said, "who is the man who lives here with you both"? I said, "What"? She said, she had come over the other day because she thought I was home and said she saw a an old man sitting in the rocker through the keyhole in the front door, she was peeping in. I really got upset and asked her to describe the man, and she did. I didn't let on that I was freaked out by her. She said she has seen him more than once here. I was speechless. I was also terrified! I didn't know how to respond to that, I didn't want to scare her, but I was scared out of my own wits! So I got up from the table and we both left the apartment immediately. I waited outside downstairs all day at the laundry mat until my roomy came home. I explained what the neighbor girl had shared with me. We were both very apprehensive about staying in the apartment much longer. We decided we'd get another flat to rent as soon as we could. This meant breaking the lease and loosing our deposit.

 

I didn't like being alone in the flat for any length of time so I had  Shannon come over more often during the day while my roomy was at work.

Shannon told me this one day as she was looking at my  Florida drivers license laying on the table that she could see my picture starting to move. She went on to say, she saw me in a white car with a young man with shoulder length brown hair, she said  I was driving the car, she told me this as she was starring at my license!

 That was extremely freaky!

She said she could see something dangling from the rearview mirror in this white car. It looked like it was a basket. I absolutely was frightened beyond belief at this point. She was describing my previous boyfriend, and my car, and it's color, as well as the basket woven talisman I had hanging from the rear view mirror.

How could she know that?

The spirit of Joe had possessed this kid and she was speaking to me of things she could not have possibly known!

Here is a little girl sitting in my kitchen telling me she could see all this from looking at my drivers license? The hair was standing up all over my body. I wanted to scream but I didn't know what to scream! Her face was so innocent looking. Her long red hair and big blue eyes, her milky white skin! And she sees all this?

HOW?

It creeped me out! It was so unreal. I asked her to stop. She acted as if nothing was out of order. Again I waited all day  downstairs at the laundry mat until my roommate came home. That was it !

 I wasn't going back into that flat again except to get my things to move! And no more visits from that sweet possessed child!

I found out from another neighbor after asking around about the apartments tenants, that there was an older man who lived in our  flat several years earlier. She said he was a very nice man that kept to himself. He was often seen sitting by the front window in his rocking chair there most of the day. He had in fact died in the apartment and his name was "Joe". The woman said that she felt he died of a broken heart as his wife had passed a few years earlier as well and he lived in the apartment alone.

There is so much we don't understand about this life. I will always look back at this experience as an opportunity to open my mind and accept there is so much more to us as humans than we actually understand. I understand it all now, but back then I was living through the fear of it all.

I am sure that the floating head relationship was NOT for me to indulge in. I made wrong choices and bad judgements living on my own back then at such a young age. Wiser now, I will share that when we are guided away from something, take note of that!

Don't go there! There's a very good reason for it.

Sometimes as with me, it's just not going to go well for you.

And never forget, truth is always stranger than any written fiction!

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