The Reluctant Medium

Believe it or not, not all of my experiences are dealings with dead folks. I have found I have some other abilities as well. Soon I will delve more into some skills I have recently discovered I’m pretty proficient at, such as remote viewing and psychometry. But this story is about an ability I hope I never bring forth again.

I find that during emotionally charged times in my life, the ‘activity’ increases. Which is a fairly common thing, really. This particular series of events was somewhat concerning for me though. It started with a knocking that seemed to be coming from my walls. And seemed to follow me wherever I went. Some knocks were faint, but others were down right undeniable. While I found this annoying, living in this house, I wasn’t alarmed so much as just wondering how long I was going to have to put up with this!

The next day, however, I became concerned as I started to smell the overwhelming smell of sulphur. As if someone had lit a match, but minus the smoke smell. I smelled it at home, then later in the car. And I was picking the kids up from the sitter, several others smelled it too and began to investigate the possibilities of the smell's origin.


What IS that?

Driving home, I noticed the gauges in my car started going wonky while I was in it. Needles jumping all over the place! 25 mph. No, wait, 90 mph. Half a tank of gas. No, wait, full, no empty....etc.

I was experiencing a new type of disturbance that was freaking me out. And it did not end there.

But before anything else happened, I turned to my old friend, google, for some research time. I looked up why I would be smelling the sulphur smell obviously not limited to one location.

What I found did not make me feel any better. After sifting through a ton of crap mixed in with some relevant information, I narrowed it down to a possibility of three things:

1) A Brain Tumor: Apparently, a common symptom of a brain tumor is smelling sulphur. Who knew? I did not. I pretty much ruled this one out straight away because of the fact that at least 3 other intelligent and functioning adults smelled it too. Unless we all have the same brain tumor, this can’t be my cause. On to possibility 2,

2) Aliens: Well, I believe in aliens…are they hunting me or something? At this point, I don’t know…I did have those ‘electrical disturbances’ in the car…hmmm…or,

3) Demon: Seriously? Shit.

Really? These are my three choices?

Then the night continued.

I was on my laptop in my bedroom and when I felt the sensation of my arm burning. Sort of like a fire type heat, but with a chemical type burn twist coming from the inside. It was strange. I pulled up my shirt sleeve to look at whatever was causing this pain. What I found I had to look at for a long time to make sense of it. The first thing I took note of was a scratch that was welting up in front of my eyes. Around this scratch was a red mark that looked like someone had been holding my arm very tightly for some time. But, I didn’t feel anyone touch my arm….

What gives here? I was so confused. I can always sense them before anything happens. I know when they enter the room or when I walk into a room that is ‘occupied’. This one was scaring me because I never felt it coming.

It was like a ninja ghost.

Despite my elevated heart rate, I needed to go on with my evening and keep it together, so I decided to change computers and went into the office and sat at the desk. I was just sitting in the rolling chair and was a solid two feet from the desk when I noticed a slight sway in the desk and the items resting on it. So I stopped to figure it out. No train going through. Earthquake? Nothing else was shaking…nope. While I sat pondering, it gained momentum. The desk was shaking fairly violently when I got out of the chair and left the room.

Going down the stairs, I hear the knocking in the walls again. The dogs couldn’t get away from me and out of the house fast enough. Cat, under the bed. Heart rate going up...

Thankfully, kids are seemingly unaffected at this point.

Around 4 AM, I emailed Chris (PROOV) and recounted the story, thus far, to him. After some discussing, he decided to again, involve Bishop Long. Here’s the response we got from him.

“Honestly, this sounds like a 100% case of Poltergeist and not Demonic. The fact that they are going through some pretty emotional turmoil right now, explains the knocking and the sulfur smell.

Poltergeist is not demonic. It is energy that is omitting from a person who is going through extreme emotional distress. When the person leaves the home, the activity will decrease in the home but when the person returns, the activity increases. Knocking is certainly very common for poltergeist.

There are some things that you can do. Have her stand next to a wall for a bit and see if you get any readings from knocking noises. Also, make sure that all curtains are removed from wall sockets. The number one form of destruction regarding poltergeist is fire.

Honestly, this does not sound like demonic to me but a very, very classic case of Poltergeist activity. I have seen this occur literally hundreds of times. The only way to eradicate the problem is to have the emotional distress under control. When the emotional distress is under control, they will see a dramatic decrease in activity.”

And he was completely correct.

I chilled. Activity stopped.

It seemed like such a simple answer. I know about poltergeists. Why did this not occur to me? I know that poltergeists are not actually spirits of once living people, but a person’s own energy causing a ruckus during times of angst. And this completely explains why I could never sense a presence. I was the presence!

I was my own ninja ghost.

Emotions and thoughts are powerful things. Much more powerful than most of us realize. Apparently, mine can beat on walls and shake desks.