Three Scratches

 

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This entry was shared with us by Jussi in Finland, Europe.


This stretch over six years, the first time was in the summer of 1999 and the last time in the summer of 2005. Over these six years I would at regular intervals find mysterious scratches on my back, always in the pattern of three scratches and always on the back of my left shoulder, in a downward angle towards the spine. At first I thought I had somehow scratched myself, and even tried to see if I could somehow have made the scratch in my sleep with my own hand, I found the angle to be impossible for me to replicate but didn't' think too much about it, the scratches healed normally and soon there was not even a slightest mark showing where they had once been. 


Then a few weeks later I came out of the shower and as I looked in the back behind me into the mirror there the the scratches were back and again exactly as described before, this time I started thinking perhaps it somehow was my sun pendant that I wore around my neck, it did have some kind of sharp edges and could have moved to the back of me and be making the marks one at a time as I would roll around in my sleep, again I tried replicating the scratches using my pendant but found it could not even break the skin or that deep of a single scratch unless one used much more force than I was capable of doing. Also again the placement of the scratches was odd compared to where my pendant would be if it moved to the back, and for it to recreate the exact same three scratches so well aligned to each other twice in a row. 


As the scratches healed It left my mind again until the third time this time I was not even wearing my sun pendant and I noticed them as woke up putting my hand on the back of my left shoulder, thinking not again, I checked my bed to see if there was anything in the bed itself that could made any marks, but nothing, there was no marks of blood on my white bed sheets either. This time I also started feeling more, there was like a dark presence was in the room, and It was stealing my strength.


The fourth time the three scratches appeared my lush plants started to mysteriously die, and while asleep one would sometime wake up from the sound of growling. Look over at the plants and see them shaking, and moving as if something was there hiding inside the thick leaves, and within it there was a deep darkness that would not go away even when the lights were on.


I turned to the holy bible for strength and this seemed to ease things as there was no appearance of new scratches for months, winter turned to summer and I even traveled to the United States to visit some friends, then it happened again as I woke up at my friends place in the States, he was shaking me "Jussi, Jussi! There is some marks on your left shoulder, did you scratch yourself while  asleep?". I went to the bathroom and checked sure there they were again, the same three deep scratches, and not I was not even in Finland, which is my home country. The scratches healed quicker though, within just 2 days they were gone, only to return deeper on the third day. IT was also followed by an episode of me turning paralyzed unable to move for 24 hours, pinned to the bed I just slept like never before, it was like a great force was just draining every bit of strength for me, and then all of a sudden it was all gone again. 


I returned to Finland and a few months went by with no new episodes, I even moved out of my dorm to a new place before the three scratches returned with a vengeance, this time my new room mate actually witnessed it happen while I was asleep, laying on my side, and as my roommate Olavi moved closer to wake me up he realized I was also levitating just slightly above the bed. "Jussi! I can't believe my eyes! something is going on! You were hovering above the bed!!" He said in Finnish, and then he went on telling me about how he watched the three scratches appear out of no where, and as he moved closer he had noticed I was levitating. So I told him about all my other previous incidences of the scratches, and he convinced me to have the church come in and give me a blessing. 


After the blessing things were quiet for about three years until I moved out of the place in Finland and to a new place, it was almost as if each time one moved out of a new prepared sanctuary what ever which was taunting me with these scratches were able to reach me again. only to be kept on hold until again new opportunities opened up after new changes. Finally in the summer of 2005 I were able to find a permanent closure using a combination of burning incense, candles, prayers and deeper rebuking of what had been the shadows of myself and then move on with my life. I got married and I have never had another incident of the scratches since then. 

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When we were the Living Guardian Angels for a Unknown Stranger in New York City

Illustration: One stranger in the largest city in the world helped by strangers across the globe together in one little chat room. The New York City Skyline by William Warby 2007, Courtesy of wikimedia commons 

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Today's entry is going to be more whit in the realm of serendipity, coincidences and synchronicity / unsynchronicity. The events that lead to this intertwined butterfly effect that made us to be there at the very right point of time started long before we even knew we would be involved in an 10 hour long mission of guardianship, protection and support. I will not bore you with all the details of what lead this young 21 year old guy in New York City into a downward spiraling circle of deeper misery, despair and drug inflicted conditions that at a few times were dangerous and having a real a potential fatal outcome.

Around Midnight at local Honolulu time, I woke up finding my roommate in chat with a guy neither one of us had never seen or heard about before. Totally at random my roommate had stumbled into the chat room, of our soon to be mysterious friend, the chat room also had a live video feed. I immediately noticed my roommate seemed quite agitated, frantic and frustrated as he was writing one message after another into the chat window.

As I got closer and got the sleep out of my eyes I realised the guy my roommate was talking with had red marks all over his upper body, and even bloody stripes on his arms. He was obviously very drunk as I heard him saying it itches it itches as he scraped himself over and over again with the open edge  of some green handled scissors.

My roommate kept up the fight for one hour trying to get the guy to calm down, and stop harming himself, of which we learned of all the events that had taken place and what had lead him to this point of time. Now at 1am my roommate needed to get some sleep so I decided to step in and take over, keeping our new friend in NYC safe.

Over the course of the next eight hours I worked on calming him down while also trying to see if we could get him to contact one of his brothers, to help him out which he did not, and also at the same time working on keeping his chat room rolling. He grew agitated and aggressive in behavior whenever someone left his chat and extremely loud and frustrated that there was only two of all the people me and one other unknown stranger that worked on keeping his spirits up and the liquor out, as he described the mess of a life he was in with his fiancee breaking his heart, mixing of illegal drugs and alcohol, and all.  

So perhaps we where the technological angels placed and meant to be there for him synchronised to that very point of time, just to be there for him watching working and protecting one word at a time or just pure coincidence.

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Blood-stopping - Lœsing - The Will to Stop Bleedings

Blood-stopping is a well-known phenomena in Northern Norway, both by the Sami, Finnish and Norwegian people. I am myself from a family known for their ability to perform the "reading" (lœsing) which stops blood. TJ, which a relative of mine, is the one I know best in this art and I have observed her doing blood-stopping when needed. This involves reciting the bible and commanding the blood to stop. I have also heard that some of the Native Americans has very similar "readings" of the bible to perform blood-stopping.

One time while up in the mountains one of our friends fell and broke his leg, and had a deep cut too gushing with blood, immediately TJ run over and started performing the "reading" and the blood stopped almost instantaneously, and also caused my friend to pass out. TJ commented, "I think I read it too strong, usually they do not pass out during reading."

A different time that I was able to observe this was when TJ performed blood-stopping on a injured cow, it had been badly injured from a harvesters blade falling over and penetrated more than a foot deep into the young cow, which by the time we got to her already had substantial blood loss, and again just as with humans TJ did the same type of reading and commanded the blood to stop.

TJ has perform this type of instant emergency healing regularly and helped save both people and animal so they could be brought to the hospital, as she has done this many times like her uncles and grandparents before her, a long chain of those with the ability or as TJ puts it the Will to stop blood.

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The Haunted Primary School Stage

This is one of the scariest experiences that I've had in my childhood, and it was experienced not only by me but by all of my 5th grade primary class of 23 students back in Norway. It all started one windy cold autumn day during recess, usually we were not allowed to stay inside the school between classes, but since the teachers had declared the weather outside to be bad enough that we could play inside instead.

I do not recall how this started but I do think it all began with a dare from some of the boys to the girls, we had all heard that our school was supposed to be haunted, and the best spot would be in the basement bomb-shelter behind the school stage, and it was to us known as behind Amfi, which was dark and a part that none of us had ventured to before.

I stayed in the sloped entrance area about 15 yards up from the school stage, with 4 of my friends, we had a perfect view as 15 of our friends disappeared into the dark, and the rest stayed at the stage preparing to enter in to join the exploration towards the bomb-shelters. Then all of the sudden we heard screams from the darkness, and watched our friends running towards us in panic out of the dark, but their faces did not look normal, it was like they were wearing a gray mask making them look inhuman, and it was not only me that saw that. All of us up in the entrance had the exact same experience of the event happening only 15 yards away from us. 

When we all got upstairs I noticed and brought to attention that my friend Tordis' left hand had a deep rift in it and was covered in blood, he was one of those that had gone deepest into the area behind the stage, but was unaware that he had been hurt before we brought it to his attention. More-so when we as a group described what had happened, both the girls and the boys in the darkness had heard a deep voice speaking to them, there, and they had felt a presence that filled them with fear and caused them all to run back up in panic. None of us ever went back behind the stage.

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