There are souls that don’t want to pass when they died. They hang around or cling to a dearly loved one and in the process cause even more pain for the living.
I call them soul grabbers. Sometime even the living can feel their soul being affected. I even saw a mist come from my body and I knew instantly that part of my soul spirit left with my twin sister.
Its like falling and trying to grab onto something so you wont fall. Same principle.
How do you help the soul that has grabbed yours?
You have to pray for the soul departed to find peace, to go with God’s white light, to release and let go.
Its hard because we want to keep them with us. For soul grabbers, since they can’t grab anything else except what is on they plane, a prayer or many prayers to calm their soul, restore them in God’s white light to even talking to them to tell them, that they have died, that they need to move into the light is what is needed.
Eventually, their souls let go and move on.
But soul grabbers need the help that only we the living can provide.
Now matter how much we want to keep them here on this earthly plane, God has a job for them to do.
Some soul grabbers are not good. When your soul is grabbed onto by a soul that is headed in the other direction, then a soul retrieval is necessary.
A soul grabber can also cause an attachment when it won’t go.
For this you need to perform a personal cleansing.
Tag: Psychic
Othersidepsychic, Seeing For Myself
Usually my spirit guides won’t let me see for myself. That is like knowing the lottery ticket winning numbers.I can not see anything for myself, but recently as three months ago, my gift changed. It was for a reason.
I had been praying to be relieved of my job. Now you would think most people would do anything to keep their job. Not so in private service. Meaning working for the ultra wealthy. The employer was wonderful in a few ways but was also very much leaning to favorites among employees. A lot of things went on behind the scenes that she was not aware of and it certainly was not my job to tell her. I prayed that something come along because I hated going to work. I absolutely hated it. I never knew what kind of mood the head housekeeper would be in on a daily basis and the second housekeeper would order me around just like the head one and I am the chef. I don’t mind helping out but to take away from food production to clean white linens or to deep clean a suite was not what I was hired to do. I was hired to help out as a team but food came second to them. I was fighting a lost battle. The husband would not eat the food because it was diet food so I wanted out.
The signs started appearing. More and more of them from my psychic guides. I knew my job was ending.When my employer asked me to get her book of foods ready, I knew then. The day it was determined that I could no longer work there, Joe my best friend whom I live with had a cardiac problem and was admitted into ICU for 2 days straight. This just happened. Then the job offer came forward. It came forward before my departure from my old job. Acceptance was the day after I left my job. Be careful of what you pray for, as it will come true. I am glad because I could not take the abuse, the emotional turmoil and the feeling of micro management by all staff. I was definitely taken advantage of in this position. I wonder if I just shouldn’t set up shop as a psychic but I am not allowed to charge for my gift. I can’t.
There have been many self viewings of what lay ahead for myself that I have not shared. Only in rare cases can I see for myself and that is to prepare me. This time I was prepared.
It is true when one door closes another opens but it is done for a reason. You just have to see the signs and be prepared.
Othersidepsychic, Dark Shadow Figures
I was at a stop light and happened to glance up and saw a dark shadow figure bent over suddenly jump into a car that was about two cars in front of me.
Did I just see what I think I saw? I have never seen them out in broad day light and certainly not hop into cars like that. Well it did, and when I got close, I felt it come into mine.
My car became ice cold, with temperatures outside reaching 90. A kia does not have ice cold ac.
As soon as it came, it went. I don’t know why it jumped from car to car. It is looking for something and or using jumping to get to where it wanted to go.
I am just glad it didn’t hitch a ride for too long.
OtherSidePsychic, Out of Body Experience
I had a dear friend in the hospital, ICU to be exact for five days and when he said he was getting out, I told him I would pick him up after work and take him home. He is actually my roomie and it was the least I could do for him. He had stayed in afib for a solid five days and even though I knew for a fact he was not going to die, I just kept doubting myself and my gift. So I proceeded to enter his room when I stopped and stared at the neighbors room. He was hooked up to feeding tubes, and other machines. I knew he was not doing good but even though he was lying there motionless, the machines barely pumping artificial life into his body, he was very much alive, standing beside his hospital bed, looking at his lifeless body. He was not alone. He had his departed loves ones standing next to him also looking down at his bedside.
I turned to look away at my friend in his bed, and then turned around to ask the nurse, if she didn’t mind, what was wrong with the man next door? She ignored me. Patient confidentiality. Ah, I forgot about the privacy laws. So, when I turned back around, he was still there but his relatives were not. Soon after, before I left the hospital, he had left as well.
I had thought about telling the nurse that he was there standing outside his body but then I thought, she was a trauma ER nurse, she had seen it all. Who is to say she did not see what I saw earlier.
Othersidepsychic, Youre a Encyclopedia?
Sitting around eating funeral food cooked by this great Italian lady, the conversation came up of what I do. Well, I am a cook, I answered. And I am a psychic, medium.
Your an Encyclopedia?
No, Psychic Medium. How in the heck do you get encyclopedia out of psychic medium. I suppose if you were hard of hearing you might.
Of course skepticism came across his face upon learning this. Most people either say, “yeah right or prove it.”. I didn’t want to have to tell him his dead friend Larry was standing behind him, immediately behind him..
We chatted a bit more. Frank was an older man, around late 60’s and he really didn’t have a clue as to how it worked, my gift that is. I told him I don’t charge and that it is a gift. I also tell him basically what I see, and how my gift worked. The conversation stopped and we ate a bit more. I really didn’t want to have to read him but his friend was pushing the issue. His dead friend actually.
So I asked him who Larry was. It turned out it was his best friend who died a couple of months ago of numerous health issues. I said well, this is validation that he is with you and is okay.
“Did he fish or have something to do with the water? because I am seeing a him standing near water and he has a bucket also a bucket and fishing line.”
Frank said that he loved crabbing. That was his favorite past time.
I then asked Frank who the lady was in his family with the first name that started with a C such as Car something? I can’t see the entire name.
Frank answered, his grandmother’s name was Carmella. By now, Frank is totally mystified and very much wanting to know more. I read him while eating funeral food and showed him a new way to view death. There was a lot more said and he left a totally different person. The change was so overwhelming for him that he was not the same person I originally met while eating green beans and turkey. Just knowing that the people he loved and that loved him are still with him, guiding him, watching over him is a true validation from an encyclopedia.
Wonder what covered dish church suppers would bring?
Othersidepsychic, The Running Bobcat
Pulling into the long winding drive to the South Florida National Cemetary, I announced in my car, okay people, I am here. Here I come. Of course I always announce my arrival upon entering a space that is inhabited by the dead. Well, the dead know as soon as I enter a cemetery but this particular moment was very strange and my gut had a twist in it. Like I got the wind knocked out of me. I knew something was about to happen. Out of the blue a 30 lb bob cat came running along side my car. What made this incident strange was that it continued to run along side my car, not away from it. I slowed down, and rolled down my window and starting calling it. Here kitty kitty and it came pace with my car, literally for about 1/4 mile. Then it jumped ahead of me and went into the bushes. Why would a bob cat run with me? I had showed up early for Joe’s mom’s funeral. Too early as a matter of a fact. In South Florida they wheel the dead in and wheel them out as fast as a sign up sheet for football betting.Chasing the casket down to touch it to tell Rose Joe will be taken care of and will be okay took effort. Those people are fast at wheeling them! There is no time for lingering, hugging, crying or long winded read eulogies You have exactly one hour or whatever you booked and then you have to go because another one is on it’s way.
So, When they started putting on the Jewish hats, I knew I was at the wrong funeral. So, off I go to drive out, and come back one hour later. I got in the right drive through lane and the funeral was good. Rose was there, standing beside her children. She appeared younger, happy, and then all of sudden, birds started squawking, and Joe could have sworn he saw the Bobcat on the outside perimeter of the funeral. I think he did. I do believe this was a sign. What, I am not sure the meaning but it came to me, and showed up again. When I left the funeral, I didn’t see it anymore.
Rose had a message for me to relay to each of her children, at a separate time when they would and could hear it but right now was not the time during their grief and of course to understand it’s meaning. I was given a message to pass that expressed her deepest sorrow for any pain she caused her loved ones in this life, but one in particular, needed to hear it. Maybe in time, in her reflections on her relationship with her grandmother, she will come to have empathy for her and understanding and see what her part was in the whole damaged relationship scenario
Rose was a tough woman, and made enemies amongst her family but loved them and gave them her all. One in particular was her granddaughter that could have cared less that she died. I approached L and told her, your Grandmother wants to pass a message to you. She looked up as if she was in shock but also, told me she didn’t care she died. I said to L, “Rose, says she is sorry for the incident she and you had in the past and she needed me to tell you this as she couldn’t. I simply am passing a message.”
I don’t know if L took it seriously because she doesn’t really know my gift, but she soon will know it.
I passed the message and delivered closure for the dead wanting to make amends. It is up to the living to accept it.
Othersidepsychic, Pony Tail Begger
It started with one young man. I came out of the grocery store tonight and was walking to my car when I spotted one young man not too far from it. I glanced back at him and he stared at me. I was afraid I was going to get jacked. So I unlocked my car when another male approached me asking me for a dollar. He was smaller than me, had a ponytail, and was shy with a sweet smile.. I stood there for about five seconds not saying a word, reading him silently and told him he needed to ask the people going into the store, not the ones coming out of the store. The people going in had money. The people coming out have spent their money. He smiled and said, “okay and looked own sheepishly. He was not good at begging and I knew he wasn’t telling me the truth. I assumed he needed it for food. I knew he needed it for food. So before I even put my groceries in the car, I reached into my pocket and gave him a dollar. I said, “just so you know, I am a psychic and I know this is not for bus fare.”
“No way, what?” was his response.
“Yes, way, I am psychic.”
“You mean, you are one of the those people who sees the future?”
I think they were misguided on what I truly did. I smiled and said, “well, yes, I can do that to.
His friend challenged me.
Geez, really people?? Challenge? No you didn’t just do that. Have some respect when a psychic tells you they are a psychic. I don’t tell strangers, or at least not yet, but I just did. Hey, I am getting the courage up to say it to strangers. Usually I just acknowledge the dead standing behind the living and walk on. Not this time. I hate that shit when I am challenged. It’s like I have to prove myself over and over but it was okay. They needed to hear what I was seeing. So, I told him about his deceased great grandmother in Haiti. What she looked like, what she wore to include the scarf around her head to his GED, to him thinking about enlisting in the military. I He turned white and he wasn’t white. I proceeded to make friends with these two young males and tell them everything I saw. I am especially concerned about the kid with the ponytail, the one who is not a good beggar. There was something about him that warmed my heart. Maybe because I knew he was a good kid.
I read both of them, outside Publix, with my ice cream melting I gave them my website address and I also kind of shocked them to the core.
About an hour later, I am walking outside around my house, feeding the neighborhood cats when I hear a lot of young guys which sound like a gang. They are coming my way. I hid behind the ficus bushes and watched them. There were the two boys I read outside Publix. I yelled at them. They turned around and stared at me.
I said, it’s the psychic, Mary.
THey came running over to me so happy to see. My visions were correct. The dollar was not for bus fare but for food. They yelled at their friends to come over and soon 7 young men were standing there. All wanted to know what I saw for them. The two young boys told them what I did and what I saw. Quickly these seven men turned into 11 when the others heard about my ability.
They all received readings, some more than others but to think It all started with pan handling.
I hope I made an impact on some really young lives and maybe they will heed the guidance their deceased loved ones left for them.
Othersidepsychic, Rose
It had been a few months since I had seen her. Rose is the mother to my friend Joe. Upon entering the room and looking in her direction, I saw white light. She was bathed in white light. It just surrounded her. It was not the same Rose I had seen a few months prior hobbling but still full of life and other stuff, lol. She spoke her mind and you knew it too when she did. I was the brunt of it on emails and phone calls but she was an overprotective Mom to her baby son. This day, her lungs was filling up with fluids and her body was shutting down. I knew she didn’t have much time. Not at all. I thought maybe a week. I was right. She was going to God.
I heard yesterday that hospice was called in. Tonight she passed. She went into a coma last night and never woke up. There wasn’t much time left for Joe to say his peace so i told him to tell her he loved her. Even though someone is in a coma, I believe they can hear us. She did. She tried to open her eyes but it was futile and a few hours later, she was gone.
I am praying for her soul and an easy transition to the other side.
Othersidepsychic, Animals Know
Ever wonder if you have a ghost in your house? Well, it is as simple as watching what your pet does, If you have pets. I do and they say a lot without meowing. All they have to do is sit up and stare and they do. Boy do they. Sharkbait will suddenly rise up and look, all at attention, and just stare at the entity at my doorway. He is not looking up but rather looking down at the floor, which tells me that it is either another animal that he recognizes such as one of his brothers that died, Harry Teedies or Medusa, or else it’s a small child of which he has no fear of. Sharkbait loves children. I have watched him stare for minutes and not move. I have watched Nell Nells stare and I have intently watched Nuggies stare at something that is not there to the visible eye, but I know is there because of the feeling I get when an entity is around.
Their ears may perk up and hold a straight look. If their ears go flat back, then I suggest you whip out your bible and cross and start reciting God’s word, out loud.
So keep an eye on your pet, especially at night. Animals and children can see spirits. Usually grown ups can’t because we have been so conditioned we are not open to seeing them, that is if you weren’t born with a gift.
Othersidepsychic, Past Lives, Yours and Mine
Ever have a dream that feels so natural, so real that in the dream you are in a nother time? Maybe wearing different clothes, a different era and yet, you know you have been there before when you wake up? Do you look for buildings or landscape that was in your dreams? I have and do. Yes, what I have seen is indeed my past life. It involved my identical twin sister Amy..
My past life that I know did happen was in the late 1700’s, early 1800’s. I see both of us in period dress for that era. I see the building we both go into. I actually follow her into the building. It is a brick building. Brick in sort of a way, with a two story look to it but we both are not healthy. Both she and I are drug addicts. I see where it could have been opium of some sort. I am not sure what drugs were prevalent then but that is what I am seeing. This was actually a dream I had. Same hair, same body, our dresses were at one point nice but now somewhat dirty, and had a lot of wear on them. I think perhaps we were lost souls, and our lives were destroyed by that particular drug. The dress had stripes in it, sort of a champagne and salmon colored stripes. Our hair was curly and pulled up into buns. the sleeves on the dress came to our elbows and even though I hate it today, the dress was poofy in places, like we were wearing corsets around our waist and it poofed at the sleeves, and then poofed at the hips. I hate that look today. Seriously, I can’t stand anything around my elbows, or mid arm length. I prefer to wear long sleeves rolled one turn up.
I know, it’s tom boyish, but that’s me. its like I am rolling my sleeves up to get dirty, that kind of look about me even though I am not.
The house was bare, window not in place, a desolate kind of feel, as if it were abandoned like a warehouse look to it made of red clay brick and it is in France somewhere. The architecture speaks of France or England. That is where we both go in and do not come out. I can see the building as it is etched in my memory and I know I have been there before, in another time, another era. I entered as a drug addict. I stayed there as a drug addict, probably even worse as a woman some of the things I did.
Drugs scare me today, especially needles. This could be the reason. I was never into drugs in this lifetime, well, I don’t think I could run for president with my background, but FBI, yeah, maybe, for sure I could. I can say, I did my share of drinking in my 40 something years of living and am sober now, going into 14 years sobriety.
So I know that I kicked that habit that followed me into this lifetime. Sometimes we are brought back or come back of our own will to fight what plagued us in our other lifetime, something we couldn’t get over or conquer. This lifetime I did. Unfortunately, Amy didn’t. Maybe I did it for both of us. I won the lost battle.
This is a past life of mine. I have had others but this clearly stands out as though I know I was there. I indeed know that I was.
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