Under An Influence
I wanted to write this while it was fresh in my mind. Sometimes when you’re questioning yourself, life becomes like a series of answers. Before sitting down to write this I thought, ‘I feel like I’m a real psychic medium now’. As if talking to Spirits wasn’t real enough. The hidden benchmark of my mediumship was surpassed in the reading I had yesterday…
The scheduled readee was running late and I had time to chat with one of the beloved shopkeepers about opening myself up more to being seen. Sharing some of my practices and rituals to increase understanding (and maybe add a few clients to my books in the process)!
When the person arrived we exchanged pleasantries as I closed the curtain to the back area where I hold space. When he spoke his voice was elevated and jovial. I noticed he was wearing all black— kinda like a suit of armor not for personal style. He sat and immediately said “I’m intuitive but I’m not trained like you”. He went on to say, that he had been saying things and not even realizing or knowing what it was that he said. And that it could be scary. He even remarked that he wanted to wear white that day but he keep getting distracted and wore all black instead.
I directed him to join me in taking some full deep breaths, which seemed mildly difficult for him. When I went to begin, one of my guides said “You are not ready for this reading” and I thought ‘well, yes I only meditated once today lol’ but in hindsight, they were making me aware of what was to come.
In looking at his energetic body, I was shown liquid trapped in a glass orb rather than the flower I asked to be shown. The liquid was like a colored wave. I told him what I saw and he even said he saw the same color. When I opened my eyes to look back at him, I saw his face, surrounded by black, the black he was wearing, the black of his long dark hair tightly framing his face. Black pupils, black radiating energy. His lower jaw was slightly moved to one side. My heart started pounding, I was shocked. This person was possessed.
He needed a powerful clearing. At this point, if there is an entity attached to a person, you have to be cautious about everything. What you say, how you feel, how you react. Especially, with that entity so visibly in control. I told him he needed a clearing and asked him if he knew anyone he trusted to go to. (Haha) He said there was no one he trusted and that he came to me because I am highly recommended. Wonderful
With my heart still pounding, I went to the front of the shop to grab black tourmaline (absorbs negative energy), and selenite (clarifying). This is a HUGE perk to working in a well-stocked crystal shop. Already on my reading table, were blue kyanite (chakra balancing), smokey quartz (cleanses negative energy) and more black tourmaline. I came back into the small nook and closed the curtain behind me. I placed the crystals on the table and sat back down across from him. He said that he knew I was a bit freaked out. This actually helped me regain my heart beat. The only way out is through.
There were many entities moving through him. Sometimes it was him and sometimes it wasn’t. Another spirit visited, this one felt more like a human who had passed away. The spirit announced its name and began shouting in another language. It started pulling cards, telling me that they want me to point out these particular messages on the cards to the readee, knocking over the large smokey quartz in the process. At times, the more intuitive part of his consciousness or spirit he connected to started reading my energy field!
Gratefully, I disconnected from his energy very early on in the reading. His true self was hard to access. From seeing that his essence was trapped I did attempt to clear him. He was asking for help in between outbursts from other Spirits. At that point, because the dark entity was so strong I didn’t want to risk making a connection that inadvertently created a channel between it and I. I told him a lot about how to clear himself because that was the direct question I was asked.
Knowing that this would not, could not be solved by me alone in that shop within one hour. I walked him through grounding and told him how to differentiate between himself and other entities. I walked him through connecting with his higher power. At times, I would snap and call his name seeing the vacant eyes and intense glare of the dark entity return. I moved the selenite around one of his auric bodies, wishing I had a rattle to really drive this entity out.
After walking him through a clearing, that he would need to do consistently, I sat back down across from him and finally saw his truer light brown eyes. At that point we spoke, and he said again that it is so scary, when that happens and he didn’t know what to do. Quickly, another energy came through and he started grabbing different incenses from the display to the left of me. Another entity, unclear if it wanted to distract us or help.
After grabbing these things, he sat on the ground. One spirit-through-the-man told me how powerful I am and that I shouldn’t be afraid to reveal that power then he shushed me and told me that dark energies would try to use my light and that I had to be careful. I was appreciative of that message even with the crazy circumstance.
I sat with him on the floor, Him clutching a selenite wand to his heart chakra and me clutching a smokey quartz in one hand and a selenite wand in the other. The time frame for this reading had almost come to completion. I kept reminding him of his light, I told him to think about the three unmovable qualities about himself that he should cling to and use to center himself. I told him to pray (as we had already established that he believed in God). I reminded him that he is of the light, a human being connected to the earth.
Many times during the reading the man reached out to touch me, my hands my feet. After the reading, I watched as he touched many of the stones on the rings of one of the shopkeepers but retracted and did not touch their powerful moldavite (spiritual healing & protection) amulets. I was told later that with a growl, the dark-entity-through-the-man said to the other gentle shopkeeper, while I talked with a person who entered the shop, “She’s distracted, talking to that angel”.
The gentle shopkeeper created a clearing potion charged with a stone and intention. I put it on my hands, temples, crown, and the soles of my feet. The man made his purchases and left the store. On my way home there was a heavy Virginia downpour and I stood in the rain to further cleanse myself and the cloths I used to cover the table I lay cards on. Then I took a shower and scrubbed myself with salt.
There is light and the absence of light— aka darkness. Dark entities feed on fear. Ever wonder why in scary situations there can be an uptick in humans acting inhumane? Dark energy HATES laughter, and Joy! And humor. Please use those in your defense. Keep your vibration high and they won’t touch you.
Be bright
(Yes)Yhanni
Some details of this story have been left out or slightly altered to protect the identity of those present.
