House energies, Conception and a Poltergeist p2

In my previous post on Poltergeist I told that I had followed the trail of energy from the geist to the power place of Conception energy. The route that it had taken was a windy and spiral filled one. As I had followed this path I had felt a nervous uncomfortable feeling. Not exactly scary but something odd, in a bad way. In other parts of the house there was commotion and noise but it was another universe as far as I was concerned. The spirals of this energy, its flavour, its taste had wrapped and enfolded me completely. Was this some kind of trap? The dowsing rods proclaimed that I was safe and secure, my energy barriers intact and strong. What was this then?

I sat on the bed besides the power place and pondered my feelings? A thought occurred to me. Some entities feed of emotional energies. Was I being affected by such and being made to feel these feelings? I checked with the rods. No. I asked a few of our standard are the rods working questions all seemed fine. Plus I really felt that my protection was strong and that I wasn’t under some influence. Not of the malicious kind anyway. But something was indeed going on.

It was like the scent of something you have smelt in the past but can’t locate the memory. Something that had been important or big in your life but you couldn’t recall what it was. It was both annoying and beguiling. I heard Rob calling me from someplace and I tried to shake off the feeling and become present again. In fact as I recall I made a mental note of that, that I had needed to become (return to the) present. As I made my way through the passage ways I asked the rods if I could be shown a clue as to what I was missing.

By the way, the rods had confirmed that I was missing something. Asking for a clue proved fruitful or so it seemed as the rods where eager to drag me away again. After a few moments I realised that they were taking me back along the spiral filled path through the house. All the way back to the conception energy and then back of towards the kitchen again. Damn!

What kind of clue is that! We are not impressed! I returned back to the living room where a small debate was broiling. apparently I had missed some more bangs (How could you not hear?) and a table had been up turned (sadly not in front of anyone). However given this activity Sylvia (who I also learned was a priest) was ready to declare that the house was filled with evil spirits. Great!

As I sat down with them and took some tea. You have got to imagine that this was one chilled house. Karen and her fella were unperturbed. Charlie was hooked with the TV and Mike had vanished (not literally). Rob and Sylvia were having a heated but sane debate on the nature of hauntings. Occasionally Rob appealed to me for support. I nodded occasionally with a disappointing , to Rob. “yeah”. But my thoughts were on that melancholy fragrance of energy.

And now I was being distracted by an inane argument. What are your thoughts? What do you think? What would you do? Who gives a cheese grater? Karen and her family were happy with the situation, the rods didn’t recognise any danger. Live and let live (or exist) I say. And yet there was this nagging sensation in my gut (where intuition liveth) that something was awry and I had encountered it before.

I’ve had my fair share of house energy experiences pre my energy exploration days was a whole era of paranormal days. So this feeling could be originating in any number of experiences over the last 20 odd years. Some of those I have related here on occasion. Just to allay your fears, I had dowsed the question several times and was assured that there was nothing dangerous in this friendly home. It has fabulous threshold energies by the way.

Rob being an exceptionally good friend of the family couldn’t refuse the invite of an evening meal and since we were his passengers we were also invited to feast on the several Dominoes Pizzas that were ordered. I got to meet the other two kids of the home as they rushed in and up to wherever their rooms were. Conversation over the dining table (massive table) was delightfully entertaining and varied. I was really taken by how bright and intuitive Charlie was. Her questioning would have been amazing if it accompanied a dowsing rod. I tried to engage in the conversation but was kept at bay by the reminder of that old memory of a fragrance (energy). Which is a miracle in and of itself since it is impossible to keep me quiet.

There were no more poltergeist events and I quizzed the family as to whether anything had been captured on video phones? No. It seems the poltergeist was too wily for that. Not surprising they are famous for being camera shy. I took snaps of various random places in the hopes of catching an orb or two. Zip! Nada! Nil!

The evening had taken on that feeling of wanting to be round-up. Yawns and restless movements were being made and I was getting the need to do some last-minute dowsing. There had to be more. I asked for the rest room (see? I am Americanized) and escaped up the stairs to do some last-minute dowsing.

Calm down calm down was the mantra that I kept repeating to myself as I again was on the hunt for a clue. Again I was taken through the spirals of energy and then…an old memory surfaced…Oh my Goddess. Of course, why didn’t I recognise it? But what did it mean for the family here?

Kal Malik – worried