Too Many Souls

Since my last writing I have encountered at least 12 lost souls - all teenagers or children.

They have usually come in the middle of the night and I don't remember them all. That may sound bad, but when you've encountered as many as I have you tend to focus on only one aspect of the person. Maybe it's their age. Maybe it's the way they died. Maybe it's about what they left behind that I remember about them. And of course most times I remember their names.

My encounters with human spirits are certainly not normal. The amount and the nature of their deaths are difficult to deal with.

There are spirit release professionals who have hypnosis practices and encountered many more than I have over their lifetime. Dr. William Baldwin is one of the pioneers of spirit releasement therapy that comes to mind.

The latest 12 spirits that I have encountered died different kinds of deaths. Most are cult related, while only a few are not.

Chloe was 14 years old and was shot and killed by her 17 year old brother Tiva, who then turn the gun on himself. I don't remember how Sheldon died, but he was 7 years old. Then there was Sean and his sister who were murdered and attached to my friend. There was Anna and Jake who were 4 years old and were murdered by a cult. They were sent to entice my friend to kill someone and then kill himself.

And I remember well the sweet 17 year old named Desiree (pronounced 'dez-a-ray') whom I met who left behind a little girl named Natasha in the care of her parents. The last thing she remembers is eating dinner and then hearing the heartbeat of my friend which led her to attach to him. She was so well mannered and unlike most of the spirits I encounter. She didn't even know how she died. How sad.

There were 4 siblings before the ones I have spoken of so far. I do not remember all of their names or their situation except that their deaths were cult related and they were all under the age of 10. Dallas and Kelly were the names of two of them. It was 2:30 in the morning as I remember and once I went back to sleep I had forgotten some of that experience.

The stories are pretty much all the same. Troubled kids. Troubled homes. Depression, sadness, abuse were rampant. I remember the little boy Jake very well. I showed him to the light and encouraged him to go. I told him it was a safe place and there would be no more pain there.

His response tore my heart out.

He said, "Does that mean no more nails in my feet?"
I said, "No more nails"
He said, "No more walking on glass?"
I said, "No more glass"

I can't tell you how painful that is to hear from such things from a little boy. And of course he experienced it himself and I can't imagine the horror of such an existence. He didn't know what toys were. He only wanted his blanket to be with him in the light.

The only way I know to help all of them is to talk with them, ask them questions about how they died and help them heal from their past lives on earth as body and spirit. Many are not ready to leave this earth plane. They have unfinished business, hurting souls and many of them have enormous egos. They have had so much pain and misery in their lives that they have to be shown patience, peace and compassion. Many fight me tooth and nail and are pretty stubborn about staying right where they are.

At times such as that I ask the blessed Archangel Michael to appear to them and show them the place which has been prepared for them in the light. This kind of approach is a last resort for those who don't want to go.

The light that is shown to them grows brighter and brighter as these souls begin to heal. That's what it takes for them to move on. They are stuck for a reason. You have to find out what that reason is, help them get over that hurdle and offer them a better life on the other side.

The TV show, "The Ghost Whisperer" is a pretty accurate account of the spirit world and the issue of earthbound spirits. My experiences are very similar, although much less dramatic. I don't see visions or apparitions. I don't see them like I see a human in the flesh standing in front of me.

These spirits speak audibly through their host or hosts that they are attached to. When the host is weak or is in a trance state, they will replace the soul of the host and speak through their voice. The strange thing is that they all sound different. Their voices mirror their age, their gender and their overall personality.

Like Melinda Gordon, sometimes I wish they would just not bother me anymore. But, also like Melinda, I realize that these people need a helping hand. I refused to help a few spirits who were attached to their host one night. I was tired, cranky and fed-up with the whole thing. I tried to help them leave, but they were too stubborn.

I put the phone down and walked away. I told my wife that she would have to handle it from there on out. She tried and tried, but could not get them to cross over. Once I gathered my thoughts and released my anger, I knew that I had to go back to the phone and help them cross. And they eventually did.

It was at the that moment that I knew, really knew, that this is my life. I have been given these opportunities by God to do His work. Like it or not, this is my life and I either accept my station in life and help people in the process or remain selfish and help no one.

So, no matter what time of day or night, I have resolved to help all human spirits who come to me. I only pray that my Father in Heaven gives me strength of body and mind in order to fulfill His will in my life. Most of the spirits who come to me have had more difficult lives than I can imagine. Who am I to think that my life is so difficult?

If those were my children who needed a helping hand, wouldn't I want someone to lead them to Heaven? The answer is pretty clear for me.

It's taken me a while to write about these last cases. Most of them have happened only within the past 2 weeks. I've encountered 6 spirits in the past 4 days. Everything has been a blur and I've just now found the time to write about them.

If anyone is actually reading this blog, I ask you to pray for me and for the many lost souls who need to be claimed for God's Kingdom.

Peace...

Mystic