Spirits in the house….


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Recently I was contacted by a  women who was experiencing high levels of spirit activity in her house.  She had lived in the home for quite awhile and the activity (lights being turned on and off & unexplained sounds) was recent.    Seeking evidence she video taped the area of activity and found it filled with orbs.  This led her to call me.  In answering my questions she answered “yes” to having someone with a mental disorder living in her home & the activity was consistent with this person having a hard time.   At first this seemed like a no-brainer, this poltergeist activity was being created by the imbalance of a person living in the house.    But that did not explain the orbs, and the women contacting me wanted to know what was going on in the house and what she could do about it.  So I packed up my toolbox & headed out to investigate.

My toolbox consists of a box of ‘rocks’ (crystals, river stones, ocean stones etc.), various forms of smudge & rose water.  I consider the Crystals my allies, they are my stones/ones I have worked with many times and in many ways.  The river stones & ocean stones are ones that I have collected from various locations and are often only with me temporarily.   I prefer my smudge to be grown & harvested by people I know.  Smudging a space is a necessary step in cleaning a place of negative energy whether that of someone passed on or someone living.  My toolbox currently contains a mug wort/cedar/sage mix (Spinning Witch Farm), Palo Santo from Ecuador (El Bilette) & of course Rose Water.

The house was an old duplex in a factory town with a lot of character.  Upon arriving I made my normal first stop to the bathroom as I am a caffeinated being and travel 1.5 hour radius in my work.  Upon walking out of the bathroom I saw the spirit of  a man dressed in green work pants and a white t shirt waiting for me.  He followed me down the stairs to the living room where I met with the woman who had called for my services.  “Well you definitely have Spirits” I told her and sat down to discuss what she was looking for and what I like to do.  The spirit of the man stood in the living room doorway at the bottom of the stairs actively waiting to see what I intended to do.  The thing about being a Medium is not only do I see them clearly, but they see me clearly as well.  He was aware that me being there meant something was going on.  I explained to the woman that I preferred to negotiate and that only twice have I actually had to ask a spirit to move on.  She was comfortable with this and said that she was not scared as much as needed to know what was going on.  After talking to homeowners I usually go straight to the basement.  Its my method to be thorough and I start from the basement and work my way up….but the man in the doorway was already talking away to  me.  He was dressed in work close and was telling me that he lived there without his family & that this house was used by more men then him.  The homeowner told me it had been a house for workers of the local factory.  He appeared to be about 55-60 years old, with thinning hair he had slicked back and had died somewhere in the early to mid 1970’s.  After finding out I was not planning on making him leave he wanted to show me around so instead of heading for the basement I followed him.  He took me to the top of the stairs to his room, which happened to be the room of the women homeowner I was working for.   As I was telling the women that we could put in rules of engagement for the spirit to make living more comfortable the spirit who named himself “Harold” told me that wouldn’t be necessary as he was a gentlemen.  He told me he never went into the bathroom and that he would not go into her room when she was changing as he was not that kind of man.  I have to say he was one of the most polite spirits I have ever encountered and truly held the qualities of chivalry.  He explained how he was there because of the unbalance in energy there and a feeling of protectiveness toward the women who had hired me.  He directed me through the rest of the upstairs until we reached the room where the problem was.   The problem as seen by the protective spirit Harold was coming from the room of a young woman who lived in the house who struggled mentally… upon entering the room that was obvious.

Having checked out all the rooms in the house I went back downstairs to start my work.  When I clean the energy of a house I am thorough.  I start in one room smudging and toning (a type