I have been so fortunate with traveling across much of the World, and through most of the United States of America.  Some of the experiences have truly touched my heart and moved my soul forwards.

Some places struck a chord for a different reason.

In either case, the gifts within me grew during most of the trips taken.

My husband and I were making our way from the West Coast to the East Coast to seek the potential of purchasing a bed and breakfast dream we both had at the time. One of the bed and breakfast homes for sale was in the mid-West.

Winter was setting in when we arrived, weary from a full day of travel. The roads were slippery, frost covered, with snow falling fast. This particular bed and breakfast wasn’t too expensive and had a live, small musical theater within it’s walls.  We parked near a growing snow bank, hoping for the best in being able to get out again, while taking our small cases into a large Victorian home. We stepped in to an old, crusty house.

It was close to Halloween and there were decorations everywhere.

It was really super creepy.

We were to be staying in an oversized room at the top of the house. It was like the attic space with two additional smaller rooms for other guests. As we stepped up the last staircase, I felt a definite chill in the air. My husband was unlocking the door while I glanced over at a hallway table, noticing leaflets and a video cabinet built into the wall. A title caught my eye that showed the house we were in as a “ghost hunter” home that had been on National television.

I thought “Oh crap.” Being a huge empath, highly sensitive and very psychic on the Angelic side of the playing field, I didn’t do well with haunted anything, or dark energy generally.

This place was more than questionable.

It was only for one night. I figured I could do anything for just one night…….right?

We were hungry and found a typical mid -West Italian family restaurant for dinner, and plenty of water. The carbs were helpful and the food was simply average, not especially memorable, and not awful either.

We drove back to the home and I felt a growing trepidation as we walked up the stairs.

My husband asked if I would consider us buying it and I blurted an immediate “NO!!!”

He looked at me, nodded and said no more.

We climbed our weary bodies into bed, with just enough light for me to see there was a pentagram painted onto the ceiling above our bed.

It glowed a little in the dark and completely freaked me out.

My husband was out for the count while I laid in the bed, calling in all kinds of prayer. I got sleepy as I saw a cloaked spirit of a man sitting on the edge of the bed. I called in all the big guns of Archangels and Masters of the Light Universe.

They told me to stay diligent.

I sat up in bed and when my husband finally awoke from all the fluids we took in at dinner, in the very early hours of the morning, to run to the bathroom.

 He noticed I was sitting up, awake.

I told him I was planning to stay awake until we left this creepy place, and he told me we could leave if I needed us to.

He actually expected me to be gracious and simply stay the night.

I was already too freaked out to be gracious and we packed fast.

He was really mad at me, stomping off and slamming the doors as we left.

I was sorry and not sorry.

Some spirits were well worth avoiding.

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