I have seen objects move. I have been practicing meditation & channeling.
When my uncle Jeff passed away I was only in grade 6. It was a Wednesday my swimming lesson night & I was cleaning my basement @ my moms house. I must of been about 12. There was a set of stairs then a little piece of wall for the light switches & then the laundry room door. My uncles crutches were leaning against that little wall & one crutch went down & then came back up with out making a sound. I booted up the stairs as fast as I could. That night my mom woke me up saying that my uncle Jeff had passed away in a car accident & it was around supper time when he died & it was around that time when the crutch moved.
That is why I know there are spirits & an afterlife.
With all the books I have read, I was doing what they said to do. Say the persons name 3 times & ask the question 3 times. I did this with my son’s name & didn’t see anything happen so I did it again with my mother in laws name. I was laying on the couch at the time with my grandson facing the kitchen. I got up to go to the bathroom & came back & the clock that was over our heads on the wall of the window, the glass door of the clock was open. I asked my grandson that is only 3 if he had opened the clock & he seemed like he was clueless to what I was asking & so I asked him to close the clock door & his fingers barely touched & he said it was too high. This clock belonged to my mother in law so I think it may of been her rather than my son.
I feel like I’m blindly searching for answers because I have no guidance or help to understand what I have seen & what it means or how to get the results that I am seeking. Trying to figure this all out. And I’ll never give up trying to reach my son for what happened to him.
My intuition knows but I’m searching for the details to lock the person up that harmed him & caused his death.
I have seen objects move. I have been practicing meditation & channeling.
When my uncle Jeff passed away I was only in grade 6. It was a Wednesday my swimming lesson night & I was cleaning my basement @ my moms house. I must of been about 12. There was a set of stairs then a little piece of wall for the light switches & then the laundry room door. My uncles crutches were leaning against that little wall & one crutch went down & then came back up with out making a sound. I booted up the stairs as fast as I could. That night my mom woke me up saying that my uncle Jeff had passed away in a car accident & it was around supper time when he died & it was around that time when the crutch moved.
That is why I know there are spirits & an afterlife.
With all the books I have read, I was doing what they said to do. Say the persons name 3 times & ask the question 3 times. I did this with my son’s name & didn’t see anything happen so I did it again with my mother in laws name. I was laying on the couch at the time with my grandson facing the kitchen. I got up to go to the bathroom & came back & the clock that was over our heads on the wall of the window, the glass door of the clock was open. I asked my grandson that is only 3 if he had opened the clock & he seemed like he was clueless to what I was asking & so I asked him to close the clock door & his fingers barely touched & he said it was too high. This clock belonged to my mother in law so I think it may of been her rather than my son.
I feel like I’m blindly searching for answers because I have no guidance or help to understand what I have seen & what it means or how to get the results that I am seeking. Trying to figure this all out. And I’ll never give up trying to reach my son for what happened to him.
My intuition knows but I’m searching for the details to lock the person up that harmed him & caused his death.