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Newsletter #4: Questions Answered From A Psychic's Perception

Psychic Consultant, Karen McKnight

For many years I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to visit with many fine people and, I thank each and every one of you for the exchanges we have enjoyed. During the course of each visit questions are asked that I too benefit from answering (from the psychic perception) because often the answers are surprising as well as enlightening for me as well. Since the information is not only fascinating but thought provoking; I believe they are very much worthy of being shared.

If by chance, you have a question you would like me to answer and share please send a note to mcknightkaren@ymail.com.

I do hope you enjoy this newsletter!

Question:

Mom!!

Will you please come and ghost-bust my house! I haven't had a full nights sleep since I moved in and my girlfriend won't spend another night until the crashing and banging stops! She's scared out of her mind and I'm exhausted!

Thanks
Your son, Luke

Answer:

I couldn’t believe my eyes! My son: “Mr. I’m too cool for all your hookey-spookey stuff” needed my help getting a ghost or something out of his house! It was a psychic mother’s idea of heaven! Plus I was dying to know what was going on.

After a few text messages back and forth I had the scoop. Here is the scenario.

Our son purchased his home last July. It was bought from friends after their uncle had died in the home he at built at the ripe old age of 86. His name was Bill; a bachelor that could best be described as salt of the earth because he loved hunting, fishing and his dogs.

Since the house was purchased from friends they were very good to Luke because this was his first home purchase and, they really didn’t need any of Uncle Bob’s stuff. They left him everything that a young man would need to set up house.

Very soon after moving in, weird things started to happen. At first, he thought he was just hearing noises that he was not familiar with. But, after a period of time he began to notice little things – like the fact that every morning his bedroom door was wide open even though he was very aware that he had shut it when he went to bed. Then there were the loud crashes and bangs that came from the basement every single night that would always wake him from a dead sleep. And, every time, after full investigation there would never be anything out of the ordinary. Just his sleepy little English Bull Dog “Hustler” fast asleep in his basement bedroom.

Next, visitors to the house started to notice things. His friend Donald was alone in the house one day using the exercise equipment they share when he felt the presence of someone watching him on the tread-mill. “Dude; I think your house is haunted; I kept catching something out of the corner of my eye but I couldn’t catch what it was”. “It made me feel as if I should get out.”

At that point, it was still somewhat funny to Luke and he just said: “relax, it’s Uncle Bob – he looks after the place when I’m away”.

Some of the strange things that occurred where very protective; for instance a few of the neighbors had break-ins from which, Luke was protected although the burglars actually did come to his house while he was in the back yard. Fortunately, he thought he had heard someone call his name from the front of the house which, he responded to. What he found instead was a truck pulled up to the garage and two men getting out. When he called, to them they tore off like a bolt of lightning. Was that Uncle Ben calling Luke to check the front? Maybe!

Then there was the morning after he had built new flower beds along the front of the house with fresh new dirt that had been raked smooth in preparation for the planting to follow. When Luke went outside he found fresh foot-prints in the soil where someone had been looking in his living room window. But no one entered the house. I wonder if that person was scared off by Uncle Bob?

Up until that point the events were interesting but not alarming. Then the noises became louder and more aggressive and definitely disruptive. Uncle Ben had to go. So, he called Mom.

At that point I really wasn’t sure as to how I felt about aggressive spirits since I really didn’t have a lot of first hand experiences. However, that very same day I received the call to ghost-bust, I also had a client in that wondered about the dark shapes his daughter had been able to see her entire life; describing that some of them made her feel nervous.

During the reading I learned that there is what is called: earth bound spirits. These are individuals that have died but the soul remains connected to the earth plain because of confusion or fear. For these individuals, they have judged themselves so harshly for the life that they lived they are resistant to going into the light for fear that they will be punished for what they think has been a bad life.

This information was not only fascinating but helpful. Based upon my spiritual teaching, I understand that we are all children of God. I also understand that God is not judgmental – we are. And, when we refuse to forgive either ourselves or others we remain in a state of darkness which feels like fear or negativity.

So, with the information that there really is “earth bound spirits” I came to understand that Uncle Bob was afraid to leave the earth element because he had judged the life he had lived as being bad (which, it wasn’t) and was afraid to let the Angels take him into the light. He decided to stay in the place that was familiar to him with the possessions that he had owned when he lived.

We’ll never know if the noises were calls for help or just him not really sure how this “energy stuff” worked but it certainly did get our attention. This is how I handled it.

I decided to evoke all of the senses that I thought he was still capable of using – scent, sound, and thought. I put on a lovely piece of music - a combination of chanting and instrumental. Next I lit a white candle as an indication that a ritual was beginning – the white representing spiritual integrity. The next step was to go into each room with a container of sweet grass smudge. In each corner I sprayed the smudge and then stood in the middle of the room and thought this prayer:

You are the holy child of God; without limits. You are safe, healed, and whole. You are forgiven and released.

Next I spent a little time talking to him – the conversation went something like this:

You no longer live in a physical body because your soul has been released from the flesh. You were a good man and you lived a good life. You are judging yourself harshly and inaccurately. You are loved and loving and all that knew you are grateful to you. This home was sold by your nephews and niece to Luke. He will honor your memory and take good care of the home that you built.

There are Angels waiting to take you to your loving God. See the Angels and see the light. Do not resist - go to them – they love you and want to help you.

Room after room, I went through the same procedure. Spray, pray and talk. The intention was to take away fear and replace it with love and encouragement.

At the end of the session, I stood at the front door – going through the entire “pep talk” one more time and, when it was over I gave the candle one good blow. This was meant to be an indication that the ritual was over. I let the smoke from the candle drift into the room just for good measure.

Next morning the text message read:

I don’t know what you did to Uncle Bob but he’s gone. I had my first night without interruption.
Thanks Mom!



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