Laying in bed in Nantucket, I was just about to drift off to sleep when I heard this male voice, whisper in my ear, DIE.
Really? Really? If you are trying to scare me, better try something else because I don’t scare that easy. Not even road rage phases me, much less some dead dude whispering Die in my ears.
This was an old home, a rental cottage that my employer had me staying in. The landlord was not nice to boot and so it had all the makings of perhaps a dark spirit attraction to the space and here I come with my gift and white light. They obviously hated the fact that I walk in the white light.
It is not often that I run into dark spirits but it does happen. and when that happens, I am strong enough to make them leave or hide. I have had to learn how to use my gift and surround myself in white light so I don’t get hurt or attacked.
Eventually, l left the cottage and the dark spirit.
Did I ever tell you I sleep with the lights on? Too many nights with spirits and I want to see who I am communicating with, especially if they tell me to die.