“Who are you?”
The internal voice made me pause in my walk up Prospect Avenue. I was passing a home that was reputed to be haunted; it had even opened to visitors on some Halloween nights based on that claim. It certainly SEEMED unwelcoming to me. As a clairaudient, I was used to being contacted through my spiritual hearing. I had just been conversing mentally with some tree spirits, and was happily sending reiki energy to all the nature spirits on the lot where the house sat. But this voice had a different, almost childlike quality.
I’m a messenger and friend of the Divine, I mentally replied. (I sometimes spoke more formally in these types of psychic conversations; it was like I was channeling a higher version of myself).
“What are you doing here?”
I’m giving everyone some reiki–life force energy from the Divine. It’s one of my missions here. Oh, and picking up trash is another, I told the unseen being with a little chuckle, as I bent down to grab a discarded candy wrapper. So who are YOU?
“I’m a spirit in this house.”
I did a quick energy scan of the being and sensed that this was not a child’s ghost as it first had seemed, but a demonic entity. No wonder the house had seemed unfriendly! I felt no fear–being connected to my Higher Self, using safe psychic practices, and having many protective beings around me meant I couldn’t be harmed. But I did need to be alert for any attempts at deception or menace….
“You’re so beautiful. I really like you. Can I go with you and talk some more?”
Oh, right. Or FLATTERY… NO. I’m leaving now, and you need to stay there. My reply was firm. I’d heard stories of entities playing on humans’ sympathy, getting their consent to go home with them, and then causing real trouble. If I firmly denied permission to follow me and also cut any connecting energy cords after ending contact, the spirit would be unable to stay with me or know where I lived.
I walked away briskly and mentally cut the energy cords I perceived. At home, I didn’t think much more about the incident until after supper, when in a quiet moment I heard the same voice calling out to me frantically, sounding more distant.
“Help me! HE’S going to hurt me! HE’S mad because I don’t want to be under HIM anymore–I want to be on your side! PLEASE!”
I knew it was possible for some negative or anti-Divine beings to choose to change; I’d helped others change before, and it was one of the best parts of my spiritual work. I was aware, though, that this could be a further attempt to deceive me. So I contacted my spirit “lie detectors.” Is this one telling the truth or trying to trick me? The reply was that I was getting the truth; this being wanted to be transmuted, and he WAS in danger.
I also knew who HE was–a Big Bad, one of the higher-ranking anti-Divine entities, possibly even the one we call Satan. I was still not afraid because I’d faced Big Bads down before. But I knew I needed to act right away to protect and transmute the lesser entity without getting entangled in another confrontation.
With assistance from my spirit guides, I shot out a sphere of Divine energy to enclose and protect the entity and carry him to safety. Inside the sphere were sacred symbols–a fiery violet triangle to transmute what was negative, and an angled black ray to consume anything negative that resisted transmutation. And throughout the sphere echoed the tones of the Divine Name to purify and reclaim the essence of the being that remained. I waited a few moments while the processes of release, restoration, and re-infusion with Divine energy were completed. Then the sphere opened and in place of the lumpy, distorted demon, a shining, purified angel emerged! It was a wondrous moment and there was great joy for us all–well, except HIM, of course….
So the house is now haunt-free, at least from its most malignant haunt. I hope any Halloween visitors won’t be too disappointed at the change in atmosphere. I’d like to think that if they knew what had happened, they’d be happy to have another angel around instead. I know I am!