Psychic attack, and weird, dark shadows in the night.

It had been a long working day, and I was driving home in the dark, tired, and with plenty on my mind. I felt it coming before it hit me… or should I say passed through me. A rolling ball of negative energy, a spiteful torpedo, specifically intended for me.

I wasn’t surprised, or even frightened, but I did feel like hell. I knew exactly who the sender was, but I couldn’t be sure it was deliberate. The person in question considered herself to be incredibly ‘spiritual’, but displayed signs of emotional disturbance, played out through bizarre behaviour. I had stepped on her toes, not through malice, but through circumstance… and I suspected that her particular brand of spirituality had its roots in some pretty dark stuff. I was very, very low for a while after that – physically and mentally – and I felt trapped within a darkness in my own mind. I can’t remember how I got myself out of it, but I do know that if I had not been in a vulnerable state, if I had not been coming out of a very tough set of life experiences, the ‘psychic attack’  would have bounced off me. In fact I may not have even felt it at all. 

On another occasion, a bolt of negative energy shot through my very core, but this time it was a warning – short and sharp – from what I would have to call a ghost! At the time, my family lived off the beaten track, in the middle of nowhere. Between the road and our house was an old run-down cottage, in which no-one had lived for years. I remember a lady, who came to me for a consultation, apologising for being late, and explaining that she had stopped at the cottage along the way to ask for directions… but that the ‘old man who lived there’ had stared at her from the window, making no move to open the door or speak to her. She didn’t want to upset him, so left, and managed to find us on her own. Her face was a picture when I explained that the house had not been occupied for years (and wasn’t even habitable)!

Anyway, one night I was desperate for a nap, but couldn’t get one ounce of peace from the family. So I took a pillow and a quilt, and drove down the lane, parking up outside the old cottage. I settled down on the back seat, for about 10 minutes – and then I felt it coming. I scrabbled into an upright position, intending to get the hell out of the way… but it shot straight through me, like a bolt of lightning. Have you ever tried to reverse down a muddy track, in the dark, at 100 miles an hour? I have, and I can tell you, it ain’t easy! “Okay okay, I am going!”, I shouted. Whoever or whatever it was clearly did not like intrusion. Happily, I can report that I was not left with any negative residue; as I said, it was a warning, rather than an attack… and I took the hint, clearing off, and back to my noisy family!

I have just remembered a similar kind of experience, but this time I was not alone, and the person with me felt the wave of negativity at exactly the same second. We were travelling along a country road, heading towards home, and it was as if we had driven into an invisible but antagonistic force field. I said, “ooh, I can feel something horrible”, and her head shot round, a look of horror on her face: “me too! What is it?”.

I couldn’t say for sure; maybe we just passed through some other poor soul’s s**t, or the residue of something that had been and gone. Limited by our human consciousness, there is more that we can’t explain than there is that we can! Healthy scepticism is good, and we should all definitely question and challenge that which does not make sense to us, rather than automatically dismissing it out of hand. Nevertheless, there remain many, many things for which I don’t have much of an explanation, and questions to which I can only hazard a guess!

I remember hearing a story from a woman I used to work with, maybe 30 years ago, and I absolutely believed her, in that she genuinely believed that what she had experienced was real. She and her husband had been walking home from the pub one night, chatting away, when they both became aware of what could only be described as a huge, dark shadow, moving silently towards them. She explained that they stopped in their tracks, terrified… but it passed between them, and disappeared off into the night. She believed that what they had witnessed was death – and luckily, it wasn’t looking for either of them that evening! 


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2 thoughts on “Psychic attack, and weird, dark shadows in the night.

  1. I know exactly which house you are talking about Leanne as I had a scary encounter with this entity when I came to see you for the first time! When I booked my consultation with you I specifically remember you being keen on my not arriving too early or too late so I made sure I set off with enough time as you lived off the beaten track but found your house easily and must have arrived about 20 mins too early so I thought I would park off the narrow road, by the old farmhouse as it looked derelict so I didn’t think I’d be in anyone’s way.

    I drove down the little lane and turned off my engine. I started to feel very uneasy and a little spooked so decided to leave the derelict farmhouse and park on the roadside just outside of your house instead. No sooner had I parked up again and turned off my engine when an almighty CRACK sounded in my car. I jumped out of my skin as it sounded as though someone had thrown a stone at my windscreen! My windscreen was fine though, and I couldn’t work out what had caused the noise. There was nothing around! Feeling really scared I switched the car engine back on and hot tailed it to your house, arriving a good 10mins too early and looking like I had not taken the slightest bit of notice about what you said to me on the phone!

    I’m in no doubt that that farmhouse was haunted and whatever it was wasn’t a pleasant entity and did not appreciate anyone setting foot on its territory!

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