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A ghost or spectre is the manifestation of a person or animal that has passed from the physical world.
I have communicated with and put to rest the bodiless spirits that many people call ghosts since I was little. The best way to contact a ghost is through meditation. If you do not have your inner eye open you’ll never be able to see them. Auric senses, also known as the sixth sense, are something that can be learned.
To open the auric eye there are excersises that people can perform to try and see thier own auras and spirit so that they can recognize the ones thats till dwell around us. To be aurically enlightened, depending on how skilled you are, there becomes people like the PSY vampires, that can draw energy off of another person, and those that think they -must- draw energy.
Aura however is different than the actual soul. Aura stems from the soul. So a bodiless soul can not have any aura. The aura disperses at death, and therefore unlike calling a person to you by sparking thier own aura into your direction, you can not call a soul to you. However, people let off an aura of attraction. Pheremones are a physical reaction to the aura set off, but there are other types of attractions. There is an attraction to the soul, where you have used and bent enough aura where bodiless souls are attracted to you.
Children often send off this type of auric attraction because they are more aware of thier aura as colors and other images than most adults are. Usually it fades as they grow older, but there are cases where this auric signal does not fade. This is how the person is gifted to see and talk to the dead. A child can be taught to kept this attraction, sometimes by thier parents, but sometimes by someone who is interferring from the otherside.
Enlightened spirits usually do not interfere, however there are certain spirits that are very intelligent but unhappy. A child can not control which ones he/she can block out or not. Wards are a delicate situation that can keep the wrong type of spirit from your child. If there is no one that can protect the child, then it is not a good idea to allow for the child to keep thier sight of the supernatural.
Protection is a hard thing to accomplish, but not impossible. I am only 16. My parents could not protect me and many horrors came from it. I am going on 17 soon, and I am very sickly. My parents do not believe in the supernatural which put me in the position to teach myself, and allow for others on the other side to teach me. This was a bad choice, and it has caused me much grief.
I’m here to help others ward when necessary, and teach when necessary on how to contact them. If you need help, post on this board, or contact me at LittleFeather323@mail.com. I’m here to help.
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A Visit From Mom
Jules V Ness
I woke with such a start that my body had automatically bolted itself into an upright position. For some reason, unknown to me, I had an overwhelming feeling that I was being observed. Even though my eyes were still blurry from sleep and not quite cooperating, I frantically searched the immediate area surrounding my bed. I felt a sudden stab in my gut as I realized someone truly was there, standing at the very foot of my bed. I flung my hand out sideways in the darkness towards my bedside table. I was desperately searching for my eyeglasses that I had left lying there just a few hours earlier. Without them or my contact lenses, what I thought I was visualizing as a person could easily have been my bathrobe dangling innocently from the six foot tall post at the end of my bed.
As I searched blindly in the dark, I felt them for just an instant, barely brushing them with my fingertips. The force was just enough to send them whirling off of the night stand and spinning across the wooden floor. So much for that, my only choice now was to squint like a mole and try to make out whom, if anyone was truly there.
Concentrating to focus, I was able to make out the figure; it appeared to be a woman. She was wearing a brightly flowered dress with a brown tattered work coat over it. It reminded me of the ones we used to wear on our family farm during my childhood years. The woman was staring at me in an odd sort of a way. Her head was slightly quirked to one side. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest that I could hear the echo of each beat inside of my head. But then, even in my half blind state, I began to notice the warm soft smile on the woman’s face. I squinted a little harder. She seemed vaguely familiar to me. My brain shifted into overdrive racing through all my past and present trying to sort out a name that I could place with this face. Suddenly, I realized who was standing there! Oh my God, it was my mother!
I had not recognized her in those first waking moments, only because she no longer looked pale and ravished as she had the last time I saw her. She appeared quite youthful, vibrant and full of love; exactly as she had been before the cancer had attacked her young body at twenty eight years of age. Mom died twenty two years ago slowly and painfully, one pound at a time. She was thirty years old, the exact age that I am now.
This truly happened to me. I was in a horrible place in my life and I believe my mother decided to intervene. She changed my whole life, it affected me so much that I actually wrote a book about it; Intertwined Based on a True Story, if you would like to read a couple of chapters , check it out on Amazon. Our loved ones never truly leave our sides. Jules V Ness