Hitchhikers

“Hitchhiker” is a word I use to describe when I am channeling a spirit and another spirit jumps in. Or, in this incident I am going to write about, I had a spirit in my home that was letting other spirits in. The problem with this is that good souls don’t always hitchhike in.

About 3 years ago, my youngest son was dating a girl, we will call her “M”. M was going through a terrible time. Her father had just passed away and she was being kicked out of where she was living. She couldn’t live with her mother, because she was a drug addict. So M was basically homeless. I wanted to help this girl. I felt so bad for her, so against my better judgement, I said she could live with us until she found other arrangements.

My sons have never been shy about telling their girlfriends that I am a medium. M was so excited, because she said she was a sensitive. Also, she was hoping that I could communicate with her dad. All I can think is: Easy there chickie, you are lucky I am letting you stay here, let’s not push it! Well, she didn’t push it….her dad did.

Her dad first came to me in a dream. In the dream, he showed me that he was a laid back, nice guy. He wanted me to get to know him and he wanted permission to be near his daughter. Then he said something that took me off guard. He said, “Let M know that I died of natural causes, no one killed me.” I instantly woke up. What was that supposed to mean????

I didn’t say anything to M for a few days. And each night her dad was in my dreams. Then my son asked me to please cleanse the house, he thinks M’s dad is haunting them. He tells me that doors are opening and closing by themselves. Lights are going on and off by themselves in his room. And, he feels like someone is always watching him. I told him it was M’s dad and I needed to talk to her about everything that’s going on.

First thing I asked M was if she had a picture of her dad that I could look at. She did and it was the man in my dreams. Then I asked if her dad’s name was Mike? She started to cry and said yes. I then asked her if she thought her dad was murdered? She couldn’t believe it. M then tells me that she thinks her step-mother killed her father. I told her that her father says he was not killed, but died of natural causes. I then asked her if he used to have a drug problem, but then stopped using years ago. M says that is true. So I told her that because of the years of drinking and doing drugs, he is making me feel that his heart just stopped working.

I told M that I would let her father hang out at our home while she was there, but he had to stop scaring my son. This turned out to be a bad idea!!

For the next few weeks, I could feel a shift in the house. I could sense someone watching me and moving or slithering around the hallways. I would catch a dark shadow out of the corner of my eye or feel a cold spot while walking down the hall. This shadow was playing games with me. Until the house felt like it was coming unhinged.

My son and M went away for a weekend, so it was my husband, my oldest son, and I in the house. My oldest son was in his room upstairs. He came downstairs and said he kept hearing someone moving around in his brother’s room (their rooms were connected by a bathroom in the middle). He went in there several times to check what was making the noise and there was nothing. I went upstairs to check it out, and the room was heavy and it made me feel short of breath. Whatever was in there, did not want me in there.

Later that night, I was sleeping but woke up to my husband getting out of bed and walking across the room. I don’t know what made me look at his side of the bed, but I did and he was still laying there sleeping. I sat up and as I did, the house felt like it came alive. I could hear someone running back and forth in the hallway. All the doors were shaking and the bed was shaking. Now my husband was awake and up to check out what was going on. As my husband gets to the hallway, my son comes out of his room freaked out too. My son felt and heard the same things as we did. I could feel the energy in the house swirling. Then as quick as it started, it stopped. (The guys did check everything, inside and outside.)

When we got back into bed, my husband told me he has been having horrible nightmares about people being murdered and he dreamt about doing awful things. I had the worst uneasy feeling in my stomach and it took awhile for both of us to fall back asleep. And when I did finally fall asleep, M’s dad was in my dream again. This time he was apologizing because something followed him into my house. A bad spirit hitchhiked and got in. I told him he was going to have to leave and not come back. I can’t have bad spirits coming into my home, I have enough problems.

The next morning, I called a friend of mine and asked her if she would help me cleanse my home. I didn’t think I could do it alone, because I invited M’s father to stay originally. My friend came over that night. We cleansed the heck out of my house.

The house felt lighter. I felt lighter. The three of us slept peacefully. No noises, no footsteps in the hallway, and no doors shaking.

The next evening, my younger son and M came back from their trip. I heard them go upstairs. Then, after a little while, I heard loud voices and then the front door slam. I went out front to see what was going on, and M was out there pacing back and forth in the front courtyard. I asked her what was going on and she stopped pacing, got real close to me and says, “Why is my dad not allowed to come in the house? Why is he stuck out here?”

I couldn’t believe it. She did not know I cleansed. She was more sensitive than she let on originally. I then explained to her that her dad let in a hitchhiker. A bad one. It was bad enough that I let her father stay, but I did not need other spirits thinking I had a portal where they could come and go at their leisure. So they all had to go. If she didn’t like it, she could find somewhere else to live sooner than later.

My family comes first! The spirits were disrupting our household and making our home uncomfortable. I promised them that our home will always be protected and I will try to keep it a spirit free zone. I do try and cleanse monthly. Every once in awhile, the boys or my hubby will say they heard something or saw a shadow and give me grief that spirits followed me home. I say to them, “How do you know it’s me? … Any one of you could of brought home a hitchhiker.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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