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benodic:
The higher you go in awareness, the more you expect of yourself, because Divine Spirit is saying to you, “There is always a better way to do it.” It gently nudges you to bring out the best.

Sri Harold Klemp
The Language of Soul

chieveboy:
"When he emerged from her room his eyes were red.

The disturbing sounds stopped but just for a short time. When she resumed the disturbing movements and mumbling I started thinking I was responsible for what was going on.

Was it the ritual I did? Was it making her restless? Would she unleash violence on all of us?

Meanwhile the cats were going crazy.
In a rare show of courage, I tiptoed to her door at about 03:00 a.m.

With shaky legs and wobbly knees, I brought my mouth as close to the door as possible.

"I want you to leave now. You're no longer of this realm. You must go to your new place. You told me you were not afraid to go but here you are refusing to let go. I command you to leave at once!"


Silence."
"
Oti tun Zeh

chieveboy:
"Did the ritual work? Yes, it did. Within a year, three of them "bit the dust" in a violent manner.

Was it the best thing to do? Not at all, though I didn't know better at the time.

Anger and grief could make us take the path of vengeance. I later paid a "small price" for taking the law into my hands.

Up till now, there are marks of wounds from an accident to remind me of the Bible passage: "Vengeance is mine, says the Lord." And let the Lord (of Karma) do their job.


The following night after my mom's internment, she came to the house. She was in her room, knocking things over, mumbling like someone who was on a journey but was running late.

No one could sleep. Our cats were weeping. Yes, that's right. My dad went to her room and tried to appease her. He kept saying "No one in this house killed you. Please, don't hurt anyone." "

Cont'd.

chieveboy:
"So, I summoned him.
The first time I consciously confronted a disembodied person was at age 17.

It was my mom, a few hours after she was buried. It was about 03:00 a.m. She had died in her mid-40s leaving behind children who were too young to take care of themselves.

The medical cause of the termination of her physical life was severe abdominal pains. The real cause was the result of a "psychic arrow" shot by four persons who, shockingly, were family members.

Three of them were present at her burial, taking delight in their victory.
How did I know? I saw them in the Inner world performing the act. The night before her passing, I discussed it with her.

She said she knew them, and they were pissed because she had refused to join "the club." She wasn't afraid to die, though.

A devout Christian, she had journeyed to the Heavens a couple of times in full consciousness. "It's more beautiful than the most beautiful place on Earth," she had enthused, trying to console me, a few hours before her time would be up."

Cont'd

chieveboy:
Yup! Let's see if you do parts

Meditation01:
Be optimistic always. Always feel that something good is going to happen. It is, if you decide it is and you make it happen. This creates energy, this attitude -- belief, sincerity, inspiration, not getting discouraged, right attitude, right mind, right conversation, having a hell of a time.