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This is a story about a bizarre situation in my own home that opened my eyes changing my life forever. At the time, it was a bit frightening and surreal, but nonetheless, the experience had a modus operandi as do all experiences Divinity sends our way.
Approximately twelve years ago while I was still very much living in the Muggle world (Joanne Rowling), had long since forgotten I had a sixth sense, and lived a linear life based on pure logic, the Divine arranged for my husband and I to purchase a home, but not just any home. (We, of course, thought it was of our own making.)
All seemed fairly normal until I left the corporate world to start my own home based accounting practice. As I was spending a great deal of time at home, I started to feel as if I were not alone, especially when the girls were at my parents during working hours.
There were different levels of confirmation. The more subtle physical sensations included huge temperature swings where one moment the air seemed normal and the next it felt freezing. Sometimes the hair stood up on the back of my neck and other times I felt a brush against my leg when absolutely nothing was there. Most often, I felt as if someone were watching me, but of course, there is no logic to that notion when no one else is in the house! These subtle energies could leave one to believe they are crazy.
Well before the days of the energy efficient light bulbs, we went through quite a few bulbs in a short amount of time. The television turned "on" in the middle of the night when the remote was nowhere near the bed. Electronic toys turned themselves on all at once when the girls were not in the same room.
Eventually, the signs became more clear. My youngest daughter constantly played and frequently held conversations with, to my eyes, herself. My oldest daughter complained that her ponytails were pulled or that someone kept touching her face. She also was afraid to sleep by herself as she often said "something is in my room." Regretfully, I did not believe her as I had no frame of reference or experience to draw from. In order to comfort her, I sometimes agreed to lay in her bed with her until she fell asleep. One night before 9:00 PM when I was fully awake, I felt someone sit on the bed. Horrified as I heard not one single foot step on the wooden floor, I froze from pure fear. My logical mind dismissed it. A few nights later, the same thing happened, only this time I got the nerve to look. There was no one there, but clearly, there was an indentation of someone seated! I began to realize that there was more to life than the three dimensions we perceive.
I told my husband about these ongoing situations, but he was more logic based than I was and thought it was my imagination.
After I attempted to forget my experiences, hoping they would go away, something happened that changed his life going forward. One night while I was fast asleep, Tim woke me and said, "I believe you!" I'm not sure if I was simply not with it or had been in denial, but I said, "About what?" He went on to tell me that someone sat on his side of the bed and he almost fell out of it. The ghost repeated this behavior so that it left no doubt it was not a dream. If fact, we both could see the indentation in the bed each time.
Tim was ready to take action as we both agreed living with a ghost was not something we wanted to continue.
Somehow we happened upon the name of a lady who handled these types of situations. I did not have a last name at the time, but she was known as Mary Ann the Ghostbuster. Mary Ann was busy, but her daughter, who also had the same abilities, returned my call. I will refrain from mentioning her name in case she prefers anonymity as she did many years ago. Mary Ann's daughter was amazing! Over the phone, she knew of two ghosts in our house, one of which was a five year old child and pulled my daughter's ponytails. She also knew the girls and I suffered from frequent sinus and ear infections - characteristic of a spirit in the house.