Othersidepsychic, Possession, Why It Happens

Don Gabriele Amorth, I believe is his name , as I researched him today, is a Priest with the Catholic Church who is or was the most famous exorcist in the world. I even believe they made a movie about him. He has my utmost respect. To go toe to toe with the evil entities from below deserves my highest respect.

To obtain an exorcism from the Catholic Church takes years, medical review first by a medical doctor, then a psychiatrist then the Priest ascertains whether you are truly possessed. Those who are and make it to the final round only to be dismissed don’t have a chance unless there are others that can remove the squatter as I like to call them. First is the naming of the name of the spirit who squats in the body. Once the name is known, he/she/it or multitudes of them, can be banished back to hell.

I can’t do it. I merely see the past, the present, the future. I can see the squatter though but I can’t remove it. I can get help but it is too dangerous for someone like me and anyone who says they can, my hats off to them but, they can also make it more difficult. Even healers who come to heal you can bring attachments with them to the new person they visit. Unless they remove the attachment first, before coming to you, there might be a good chance that the attachment might decide they like you better than the last body they had.

Why does this happen? Simply, my guides tell me because our souls have a void in them. Kind of like a wound. When we are beat up by the world, not spiritually fit, entities see it as an opportunity to set up a home in our bodies. It could result from doing something that is not right in our God’s eyes and whammo, there you go.

I was riding in a car with my ex husband years ago after my twins death. As I laid back in the passenger seat, i saw a white like a fog come out of my chest. I thought it was my soul leaving my body. I offered to trade my soul for my twins if God would accept her into his kingdom. Jesus already did that for me so I didn’t have to but somehow, I knew what had happened. My spirit, my soul left my body. After that incident, I was less than human in my actions, hurting others, not doing the right thing. Today, my life is full of God’s goodness. I try to take others into consideration first, helping them, not me. Yes, we all go through life and the consequences of what we have done. I did, but now, I don’t pay for it as I have a higher power in my life but others are not so lucky. I was lucky in that I was not possessed during that time.

Usually during incidents of not being spiritually fit or doing the wrong thing, acting or behaving badly as I like to call it, whether it be an affair, stealing, even to not being honest,  we allow other negative energies to come in, not realizing it. They see it as their opportunity to set up camp and live in our bodies. During that time of my bad existence, my ex husband said that when i went to sleep, I was speaking in Aramaic to Amy.  I don’t speak Aramaic. She was reaching out to me to help me.

When the squatter as I like to call them decides to set up shop in our bodies, we become even more evil, lack emotion, body parts start to separate, we speak in languages we don’t know, and just become vile. Over time our bodies decay and the squatter shoves our soul to the back of the line. It is still in there but hard to hear from the evil entity. Time to call in the big guns and get help I would say.

There are ways to remove the squatter or make them extremely agitated so that they want to leave before the last resort of an exorcism. but usually that is what it takes to remove them is the last resort of an exorcism. One is to constantly surround yourself in white light of God’s love and keep open bibles in the rooms of your house. Another is to go to church or an organized religious house. Most squatters don’t like churches. The person possessed can’t go near one or they get physically ill in one.

If you are a psychic and speak to a person who is possessed, your body suffers the consequences. For me, the evil entity knows I am trying to help the person afflicted and they know me, just as a spirit knows I am helping their loved ones left behind. They visit me long before the actual reading. With a possession, they can’t just leave the squatters body but they can send messages that say, try to get rid of me. They have and still do. They can’t win because I am centered in my higher power.

When you are following a honest path, a “good life” meaning, you are kind, you are giving, you show love and live honesty in all you do, you don’t allow an easy path for a squatter. If you don’t follow a good honest path, it is kind of like having an open door with open for business sign hung around your neck. Good Karma begets good Karma. Bad Karma is a bitch as we say. The bitch decides to move in and kicks your soul out. I liken the bitch to a really bad ass ex that destroys us emotionally, physically and mentally. Time to move them out.

When I saw the arch angel Michael in 2000, I knew I had another chance at life. I knew I had a great fighter on my side. I won.



Othersidepsychic, Shitty Shitty Bang Bang

I can’t remember if that movie was about trains or flying. For me, it seems appropriate that it is about trains.

Yesterday while going to see property with a realtor whom I am not so sure about ethically, because of what happened,and what I see to come,  I had a premonition seconds before it happened. I couldn’t stop it. I wasn’t supposed to. I do know I got a very uneasy feeling about the realtor when I walked into a restaurant to meet him and his wife. It was not a good aura around him. It was more of a grey black. This much I do remember. For someone like me, good auras are everything. He did not have one. She did, but he didn’t. I should have listened to that and walked away. Selfish, only about what he could get is the type of person I had received from my spirit guides and his aura.

Making a right hand turn and about to proceed onto rail road tracks, I got a premonition that I was going to get into an accident and sure enough kabam, right into the back of my car.  The other driver got out. He was okay. He was going really fast to because my back bumper on my old car was made of metal and split right in two. Not good.

I think I was so much in shock that I don’t remember turning the car off, just realizing that my premonition had come true. The realtor reached over and put my car into park.

Needless to say, I didn’t heed my own warnings nor my feelings that surrounded meeting this person. Unfortunately, now I know, because I see it, that he will sue me for his medical injuries. He had none as he proceeded to get up immediately and walked over to the ambulance and had them put a collar around his neck. A cat scan and exray later of his entire body, he bent over to put on his boots and walked out of the hospital to go look at property. It was not a loss for him. It was for me, my car, my transportation and ultimately, what I see to come. A few seconds after the car was hit, the train comes. As I am on the phone with 911, the operator asked if we were off the tracks. Barely made it.

What goes around comes around. Good Karma begets good karma. I only surround myself around good karma. Live and Learn. I am good, a little sore but magnificently alive and good!

As for the other driver, I hope he is okay. As for the realtor, remember, good karma begets good karma. I don’t see it for him.

Shitty Shitty Bang Bang..