Dream Walker (Dangers of the Astral Realm II) by Jose Prado

The following is an experience our frequent contributor to the Blog, Jose Prado experienced while working for a Coven that specializes in helping people with problems of a Paranormal Nature. This coven of witches performs exorcisms, blessings, and the breaking of evil spells by Warlocks (selfish or unethical witches). This is the second part in a series of Blogs he will be contributing on the dangers of the Astral Realm.

Dream Walker (Dangers of the Astral Realm II) By Jose Prado

At the time of this encounter, I was working with a coven known as Forest Moon Grove. Forest Moon Grove doubles as a paranormal investigation group. We used science as well as sorcery to help people with supernatural issues. We've helped Christians, Buddhists, even the occasional Atheist (of course they didn't stay Atheist for long), but in this experience it was a Wiccan woman who needed help. She had been involved with another practitioner for years before finally breaking up with him. I am not sure what he practiced but this man clearly misused his knowledge for sinister purposes.

Wicca is a revival of old European beliefs inspired by older religions. While the name Wicca and some of its rituals may indeed be 'new age', it is all based on much older faiths and practices. There are good people out there who practice Wicca, but there are also individuals who become intoxicated with power and use them for sinister purposes. I have seen Wiccans bless and I have seen them curse.

As with any faith there are good and bad apples so neither should one be prejudiced and say all of what we do is all 'devil worship'. Unfortunately this individual, as sad and disgusted as I am to say this, was actually involved with diabolical spirits. I actually wondered if perhaps he was working with Aleister Crowley's magic.

It felt like a Goetic Demon* to me. This man was so accomplished in sorcery that he was able to develop psychic abilities and astral projected to this woman in her dreams. This is called Dream Walking; it is a semi-Shamanic ability where one is able to enter a person's dreams telepathically. This man walked into this woman's dreams every night, tormenting and terrorizing the poor woman giving her no reprieve.

She attempted to ward him off with her amulets and spells but to no avail. Something more powerful than a human warlock was at work here. So after many inquiries in the community she found and sought us out. I was brought into a Facebook chat at the time and the woman described a hideous nightmare she had. She dreamed this man had become a demon of some sort with horns and razor sharp teeth. He raped her in the dream and then said, "Now you are mine forever. You'll never escape me."

As she described the dream I began to get sick and I realized that something was on her. It was an Enviacion or Sending in English (1). This time he didn't just dream walk, he came into that dream with a demonic spirit and when he raped her in her dream, he actually placed an energy inside her that acted like a wire tap.

Not only could he locate her wherever she was but he could also know her every move because the spiritual parasite within her was being used to listen in on her conversations. I secretly sent a posted message to the Reiki Master in the group, told him of my suspicions, and he decided he would take care of her personally and remove the energy stain on her himself. With it gone, powerful spirits were summoned to protect her, and after an intense spiritual battle, the warlock finally gave up. He wasn't going to go battle a whole coven of expertly trained witches that could match and counter everything he knew how to do. Today that client is well and fine but her distrust in men, especially those of power, stayed with her.

This was the second time I faced a Dream Walker, though I would have to say this was definitely the most violent experience.

* The Lesser Key of Solomon is a book of Black Magic in which a person uses Prayers to God from Ancient Hebrew sorcery to invoke demons. These are Aleister Crowley's perversions. In the Testament of Solomon, a book of the Bible removed by the Church, Solomon was a Sage (Master Mage, Enlightened Master) who received the power to control even the greatest spirits from a ring he was given by St. Michael the Archangel baring the Pentagram. The word Yerusalem (Jerusalem) was on the Pentagram. With it, he could control even Demonic Gods like Beelzebub. Satan himself and a small minority of Demonic Deities were the only ones immune to the ring. In those days Judaism was Pagan and sorcery was a natural part of the religion. They worshiped the Elohim (Hebrew Gods). When Solomon lived he put his knowledge down in a Grimoire (book of advanced sorcery) and after his death, his followers continued adding spells as late as the Middle Ages. It's believed his followers formed a secret society that some claim became the Order of the Free Masons. The book was called the Key of Solomon and was translated by an author named Macgregor. Aleister Crowley however perverted the spells and used them to control demons and enslave them for his own petty whims. His version of the Hebrew magic, which he divided into two books are the Lesser and Greater Keys of Solomon but these are impure versions of King Solomon's magic. Demons from the Keys are called Goetic Demons. Suffice it to say the Crowleyean version of the book and the actual Key of Solomon are very different at their core.

(1) In Santería (literally 'Saintry' or ‘Holiness’ in English) is an Afro Cuban religion similar to Vodoun. We believe and are taught about ‘enviaciones’ or ‘sendings’. It's a magical operation where a conjurer (sorcerer who can summon spirits or instantly manifest spells) will summon a spirit, any kind of spirit depending on what he needs, and with its help cast a spell on someone. In the very moment the spell is cast, the spirit is bound to the spell, therefore the spell cannot be reversed until the spirit is banished, and the spirit cannot be banished until the spell is reversed. Both either have to be taken apart at the same time or they must be paralyzed and then dealt with separately by another sorcerer. Although the term is unique to Santería, the same method is found in many different cultures and faiths (from European witches, to Judeo-Christian mages, to African practitioners and Native American shamans). If a person is tormented by a spirit and there is no spirit gate open or spiritual stronghold, the only other reason for a cleansing, banishing, or exorcism to not work is when a Sending has been performed. The Sending however always requires a sorcerer, a human element to perform. A spirit cannot make a Sending. It's important to note that not all Sendings are for evil. Some conjurers summon good spirits and cast protective spells to keep someone safe or use negative Sendings only in retaliation for being cursed. Some Sendings have even been used to heal the sick where a healing spirit is called forth and together the conjurer and spirit cast a healing spell.

Dangers of the Astral Realm by Jose Prado

Illustration "Teheran Night Sky" by Hamed Saber from Tehran, Iran

in courtesy of wikimedia commons

http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Flickr_-_Hamed_Saber_-_Tehran_Night_Sky_2.jpg

Dangers of the Astral Realm
By Jose Prado

There are many dangers to the Astral. But there were some things that I was never taught about before hand and so I learned by Trial by Fire. Since I was a child I had the gift of Astral projection via Shamanic abilities. I traveled the realms and believed I was actually dreaming. It was nothing out of the ordinary for me. My family would hear me murmur words or have outright conversations in sleep. Sometimes I would awaken still talking to someone. I would laugh out loud waking some of them up but when they checked on me I was still sleeping.

Years later when I began my practice of the Magical Arts, I started Astral projecting at will. I remember the fear I felt at night when I felt as if my whole body was levitating in the air. I felt sometimes that if I were not careful I would float away into nothingness. With that, I told a Gypsy I knew about what was happening to me and she announced that I was in the first stages of Astral Projection.

One day I half woke from a mid-day nap and saw a spiritual, light blue and a white version of myself being created from beams of blue white light emanating from my own body. I read later on in an article on projection that Aleister Crowley mentioned a technique called "The Body of Light" in which one projects light to create an Astral body. When I read it, I realized that I had done something similar. 

Crowley religiously appropriated all sorts of sacred books and texts from various world religions, but especially from Hebrew religion. I started to theorize that maybe the technique he wrote about was Jewish magic, and so the power I inherited may have been tied to that since I am a descendant of the Sephardi Jews of Spain and Portugal . Those are my origins in the Astral. I was told more or less about the rogue travelers mentioned in the lesson. What I didn't know was how many there would be. 

The first danger I encountered were toxic Eggun (Ghosts) a Priest of Palo Mayombe had bound in our house when he lived there. The spirits were being captured and placed there to serve the sorcerer. The individual had never taken the spirits with him or sealed the spiritual gate. They started tormenting me and my sister in dreams. Threatening us, scaring us, until I sought out Occult teachers and embraced the magical arts. We cast out what was there. They helped me via Remote Work while I did the physical portions myself with their direction. It was hard because a Demonic entity was there acting as a Threshold Guardian. We had to bind it and send it to Hell.

The second danger was a shape shifter pretending go be a good spirit and which tried to turn me against a colleague of mine who then was helping me in the arts of Exorcism. The entity claimed he was a 'friend' from a past life. He wanted me and my colleague to do things for him, but I had my suspicions. So I inquired from the same Gypsy Seer I mentioned above and she told me what it was I had spoken to and seen. The strange thing is that when he tried speaking to me and I had awakened, I could see a large, faint, sphere of energy. It was orange-red with a bit of yellow thrown in. It moved away from me and went through my door before vanishing. I think it was surprised. I wasn't supposed to wake up, much less see it. It scattered out of the room, possibly hoping I would think nothing of the experience.

My third danger came from a Malevolent Norse spirit. It was a servant of Loki. I had encountered demonic spirits who served Loki before, but none like this. The voice he used was a smooth talker type voice like a stereotypical radio personality.  It forced me to experience my worst fears and I felt trapped till I woke up. Again the Seer told me what it was. By Invoking Hel, the Daughter of Loki, and Thor together, the entity was bound and expelled. This was the strongest entity we had encountered back then. One that with our own powers, we could never hope to bind or even make a dent in it.

 The fourth and most surprising danger came in the form of a Sorcerer, an Astral Vampire, the more evolved form of a Psychic Vampire. It wasn't a danger for me but for a client. I had studied about Vampirism in several articles and from Folklorists. In some of the research I did, I learned about the core of Psychic Vampirism.  While some people are innocent victims of their own nature (lacking the electro-chemical component necessary to sustain life, leading to psychic vampirism), others consciously developed this parasitic ability. They were almost always sorcerers trying to gain greater power. In my research I found that some Satanists developed it as part of their religious practice. But these were specific practices. Based on the study of the Vampire lore, people who engaged in such practices could become Vampires after death. There's many different ways. But I digress. In European Folklore, a dark sorcerer who intentionally developed Psychic Vampirism (as a way to steal or copy magic as well as life force) could become an even more powerful Vampire known as an Astral Vampire, if they evolved strongly enough. The Sorcerer would Astral project and visit their victim in their bedrooms then siphon off vital energy to strengthen themselves and could if they wanted to, project nightmarish images into the person's mind.

In this particular case, the woman was a client from South Korea, both a Pagan and an Army wife. I had seen posts from her online about nightmares she was having that were so bad, she would wake up shaking in cold sweat, and was progressively getting sicker. I had asked her to describe the nightmares and she mentioned her ex boyfriend would appear in all the dreams, laughing insanely and mocking her.  With each nightmare she began to lose more and more of her vitality. 

After I described her former boyfriend in detail (without knowing it was the same person) as the Astral Vampire, she told me he had been her lover before she met her husband. He was a University Professor and at the time she was one of his students. They had a passionate affair, and he always managed to assert his dominance over her without a fight. She eventually ended things with him due to his philandering nature. But she still thought at that point that she loved him. 

I told her he was using Empathy to make her believe she loved him. He was striking her spiritually for leaving him and having a family with her husband. I also realized that some of the gifts he bought for her sons were tainted spiritually and acted as an antenna to extend and strengthen his influence astrally into her home. After helping her realize what was happening, she became more aggressive in how to shield herself from him. She first cleansed and blessed each cursed object, then she began placing satchels with prayers to block him out everywhere. 

I did a deeper Divination and asked what I should do. The Gods replied that he was too dangerous with his powers and that he must be bound. So, I bound him using a Voodoo Doll. In his case his ability was natural so I sent him spirits to do a spiritual operation to help him sustain himself with his own vital energy. Without that he may have died from lack of feeding, and I didn't want that on my conscience. He never tried to contact her much less Astral to her again. Her health recovered, and her obsession with him stopped. All was well.

One thing I would add is that I realised Astral Vampires had one thing in common with regular demonic, spectral Vampires like the Mara/Mare. They can be warded off by some of the same things, including scissors placed open underneath a pillow pointing at the bed's headboard. This was a German Hexxen (Witch) technique that is also used in Hoodoo (Voodoo Witchcraft). It blocks magic done against the person as well.

This is one danger normally overlooked in the Astral.

References

Frost., C. (2002) Lyn Buchanan on Remote Influincing. Paranormal News. Retrieved at

http://www.paranormalnews.com/article.aspx?id=281

Maberry, J. (2006) Vampire Universe. Citadel. ISBN 10: 0806528133

NA. (ND) Eggun: The Dead. Orisha. Retrieved from http://orishanet.org/eggun.html

NA. (2014) Palo. Munanso Congo Nsasi Siete Rayos. Retrieved from

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Stavish, M. (1997) The Body of Light in the Western Esoteric Tradition. Hermetic Library. Retrieved at

http://hermetic.com/stavish/essays/bodylight.html

Saved by the Spirits by Jose Prado

La Virgen de Regla (The Virgin of the Rule) Cuba´s Christianized 

version of the Vodoun Sea Goddess Yemaya. Lady of the Ocean, 

Protector of children, mothers, pregnancies, and sailors.

You may not believe me, but this actually happened today. For some time now I've drifted into depression and lack of faith, mostly in myself. But it's been effecting my spiritual life.

I had reached such a lack of faith in humanity in general that I actually began to hate humans. I know it sounds ridiculous but I had become racist against my own kind and likened us unto consumeristic parasites who refuse to change. I stopped my spiritual studies and lost touch with my practice. I'm a Pagan high priest by the way. People look to me for answers as they do their other priests but lately I just wasn't feeling in touch with the Spirits.

I started suffering from insomnia about a month or two ago and just a low morale in general. Today in the late afternoon, about 5:33pm when I woke up from lack of sleep in the prior night, I woke up to my older neighbor banging on my door because her Granddaughter stopped breathing and was having convulsions. The first thing I saw was the little girl not even in first grade yet, in her father's arms saliva dripping from her mouth, she looked like a corpse. The man screaming, begging for help to save his daughter. I F***ing flew to my sister's room, told her to call 9/11 and come help me.

A neighbor asked for ice water (Spanish remedy) to snap the child out of the convulsion. She started breathing but shallow then I heard a voice in my head, in my own voice, say "Call the spirits to save her,"

Even though I'm a spiritual person I'm also skeptical and asked "What can they do?," It suddenly didn't sound like my own voice anymore, it sounded like a man's voice now very irritated saying

"Shut the F@#$ up and do it!"

I didn't argue further, I called on the spirits and right away I saw Angels of light appear around the girl and calming the people down, they started healing her. My head still hurts from what I saw. I saw with my physical eyes their light, it was like staring into the sun at point blank range. And they looked different from the pictures I've seen. Some had multiple heads or faces others had animal heads. One looked like a Lion another like a bird of some sort and a whole host I couldn't see because there were too many.

They were different species but of the same choir I think. But the wings were all Dove like. And they had auras on their heads, they must have been Halos, that looked like a beautiful golden sun set. Then for some reason an impulse rose up in me to call on the Sea Goddess I worship, Yemaya. I screamed Yemaya's name in my head and asked her to save the child.

Yemaya is an African Goddess of the Sea. In Cuban Catholicism and Santeria she is synchronized with the Virgin of Regla. The Goddess is worshipped in many religions and considered the protector of children and mothers. I saw what looked like an entity made of pure water but in the shape of a woman start descending from the air above us.

The spirit who I believe was Mother Yemaya herself put her hands in the girls back (literally inside her back) and things started changing. She inhaled deeply and the color returned to her. So today I offer thanks to the Goddesses and Gods, to the spirits, and to the good people I proudly call my neighbors. Even the UPS man dropped what he was doing to call and help. The cops came in less than three minutes they had to send another ambulance because the first one got a flat tire.

By the time they came, the girl was well. They took her to the hospital and now she's safe and stable. I looked at one officer and said

"I'm glad you guys came,"

He was a young guy possibly early twenties and replied, "It's calls like these that make me wonder if I can do my job,"

He walked away. I've never liked many cops. I'm a socialist and anti-government. But today I didn't see a uniform, or a government, or an ideology. Today I didn't see stupid, petty people caught up in their own BS to notice the world around them. Today my friends I saw the beauty that is still inherent in each and every one of us. Today I saw why the Gods still love us.

My faith in humanity has been restored, and my faith in the Gods and spirits made even greater. I wish I could've stopped that officer and told him "No brother, you did your job today,"  but I was helping the Grandmother, using my abilities to calm her down. I will never, ever doubt the spirits again. You may not believe me but I'm telling you I saw it. No matter what religion you believe in know this : there are divine powers out there, they are with us, and they love us.

Praise be to the Divine Ones.

Huaka'i Pō - The Nightmarchers of Hawaii

There are actually a few different kind of nightmarchers in Hawaii, depending what type of warriors the night marchers trail were originally made up of, there are also several variants of the legends on the processions and what would happen to those that encounter these wandering warriors of the past.

Many Nightmarcher trails are well known among these in Laie, and in the Manoa Valley. People report everything from hearing distant drums, barking of the warriors dogs, seeing the light of their torches farther up the trail, and some even say they have seen the night marchers marching with full warriors entire. There are many dangers that are supposed to be connected to being spotted by the Night marchers, and how the only way to avoid the dangers are to show total respect, and even then one are said to require a relative in the Nightmarchers procession in order to not be whisked away, or fall dead to the ground right were one stands.

The Night marches or in Hawaiian (Huaka'i Pō) travel through out the islands of Hawaii to do as they always done and, that is protect their home. They are the ghost of Hawaii's warriors. On the nights of Kane Lu lono, Akua or, on the night of kaloa they leave their burial grounds and they march all through many sections of the islands. The Nightmarchers  will march out to battles of the past and they will also march out to several of the places that are considered grounds. Hawaii's Night Marchers leave their final resting places about sunset and will walk and march the islands of Hawaii until sunrise. I have also heard of a few daytime sightings. Daytime sightings are usually only witnessed when the Night Marches are going out to guide and escort a dying relative to the spirit world.

Illustration Guerrier des Iles Sandwich. Drawing by Jacques Arago from 1819, 

depicting a Hawaiian Warrior wearing a helmet with a mushroom ornament crest.

Courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

 http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/29/Arago_–_Guerrier_des_Iles_Sandwich.jpg

Right before the Night marchers come upon one, You can usually hear their drums beating and there have been reports of hearing chanting, dogs barking and one can see the Night Marchers torch lights from a distance. According to legend it is best to leave the area when you see or hear any of these things in to save yourself form death if seen by a Night marcher. However, if you don't have time to escape the Night Marchers, it is said that if you lay down, face down on the ground it is a show of respect and that the Night marchers (might not) harm you. Some even say that lying face down prevents the Night marchers from noticing you. However, I would rather leave the area if I had time to get away.

If you live in an area near the Nightmarchers trail and you hear the chanting, drums torch lights and a foul smell. You must go indoors to protect your self. If the Nightmarchers sees you, the only way to avoid death is to be in the bloodline of one of the Nightmarchers. if a member of the persuasion knows you and you are related in that family then, no harm will come to you or so the legends say.

Some places that the Nightmarchers are said to travel is as follows...
On The Island of Oaho; Manoa Valley at the University of Hawaii Manoa Campus, Pali Highway in the majestic Koolau Mountains, at The Kamehameha Schools campus located in the Kapalama part, The Kualoa Ranch on the Windward side, Laie and at La Perouse Bay

The above mentioned are only a few of the places where Nightmarchers have been reported. However, there are many other locations where it is said that Hawaii's Night Marchers will visit. It is suggested that any night time visitors to any Night Marcher location, or even day time visitors, be very wary and alert!

Other websites of interest in this topic www.to-hawaii.com/legends/night-marchers.php

The Haunted Furniture

In the house we rented while we were living in Tromsø, Norway,we had this one set of living room furniture, a Hutch, that radiated strange activity and all the photos here are of the actual furniture. We noticed the living room would always feel cold no matter how warm the house was or, how high we set the heat up, it always felt very cold in the living room. At times objects would come flying off the shelves of the hutch as we would walk by it.  The hutch would almost seem to toss objects at those passing by as if something with great force tried to literally toss and hit you with it. Many times items from the shelves would come crashing down onto the floor. To be honest, I hated even going into the living room.

later on when my brother stayed at the house, he too experienced the same things, items would move around on the shelves, items would come flying towards him and, it had this eerie coldness attached to it. One time my mother came over to visit and she stated that she felt like there was a young male spirit attached to the hutch, a young male driving a motorcycle. She didn't know why she felt that way but, she for some reason had a very strong feeling that somehow, that hutch was a haunted object and she felt it was haunted by a young motorcyclist.

I myself have seen the activity happen. Many times I would be working on the computer when I would hear a slamming sound and as I looked back toward the hutch, I saw where one of the doors slammed open. Once, it slammed open with such force that the door actually came off it's hinge.

The final display of force came on the day of moving out, my mother and brother had just finished emptying out everything from the hutch as my brother was close to it facing away, he heard it starting to make the creaking sounds again. As he glanced over to  the hutch, he watched the whole heavy piece of furniture falling towards him. Just in time he jumped out of its way only to watch it collapse down to the floor and splinter into a thousand pieces on the very spot he just had stood.


My mom and brother picked up all the pieces and as they were doing that, they found a photograph in the rubbish of what was left of this hutch. The photograph was of a young man who looked to be in his twenties, standing beside a motorcycle. They took the brass ornaments and kept them but burned the the smashed hutch outside. Upon returning to the house for the first time in years the living room felt warm, and my mother noticed the young male spirit entity was no longer felt in the house.

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 

http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:New_York_City_skyline.jpg

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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Powers Come and Then Fade Away

Illustration Plumeria Blossoms by PJ 2009

Like the powers in our life blossom and fade away.

This is from Mary
When I was just barley in my teens, I really became interested in all paranormal things. Not because I wanted to do so, rather because even when I was a child paranormal experiences happened to me. As I got older, the paranormal experiences I had would change some. For example, when I was very young, I could always tell when there were spirits in our house or any where I might be. I could not only sense them but they would talk to me. I was so young that I thought that was normal but, I sometimes wondered why they would tell me some of the things they told me because I didn't understand it all. My mom just thought I had pretend or make believe friends.

As I became older, I was very good at seeing impending danger and did my best to warn others of danger or a tragedy. That is when my mom started to take real notice of my abilities. I warned my mom of her sister's death and my brother about a car accident that he was in before it ever happened. I was able to warn almost anyone I was close to about almost anything bad that would happen to them and, I was usually correct.

Now that I am older, I seem to have lost both abilities. For many years now it seems that I can feel when a spirit is around but I cannot talk with it and I can sometimes see someone who has passed on but they never seem to talk. Maybe for some of us that had the gift at some point as we get older it we become less able to tune in to those kind of things.

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Mythological Beasts: Nøkken

 

Asian White Water Lily (White Lotus) 

by PJ 2011 Honolulu, Hawaii

Nøkken was in norse mythology a creature of the inland waters much like Huldra was a creature of the deep forest. And like the female Huldra, that lures people into the forest and never let them go, the male Nøkken would try to lure people to the waters and drown them.

The Norse Nøkk seem to be similar to stories of water elves, also known as nymphs in other european cultures, and also carry similarities to the mermen of the seas and oceans.

The most common described way for Nøkken to lure gullible people to its watery depths is in the form of a stunningly beautiful white horse, which willingly would let especially young children climb up on its back, and then leap with them into the water.

In other legends Nøkken seeks out one person a year to drown in his fresh water ponds, where he lures using his power of invisibility, or the ability to shape-change into something unsuspecting like a floating log, a beautiful water lily or even other plant life that is making it look like the edge of the pond is farther in, so when you move over to the water to pick flowers you would fall into the deep cold, treacherous waters.

In other occasions Nøkken was said to appear as a handsome young man, playing music in the calm tranquil forest, luring young fair maidens into his watery embrace and their doom, playing the harp or fiddle he would spellbind them with his magical charm.

In order to protect yourself legends say, is by spitting and then tossing a steel needle or a steel cross into the water. Another way was to bind Nøkken to a Nøkkstein (Nøkken rock) and then let it drop into the water directly vertically from as high up as you could get it, if you have already been grabbed by Nøkken and is about to be pulled into the waters you can break free by saying his name, as in this norwegian phrase "Nøkken! Nøkken nål i vann. Jomfru Maria kastet stål i vann! Du synker, jeg flyter!" translated this becomes "Nøkken! Nøkken! needle in water. Virgin Mary tossed steel into the water! You are sinking I am floating!"

So the next time you see a floating tree stub or water lily, a beautiful white horse wandering by the outskirts of a small lake or pond or even a handsome young man fair-skinned and with blond long hair playing the harp or the fiddle next to a river or pond it just might be Nøkken himself trying to trap you as his once a year victim... beware.

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Water lilies are called Nøkkerose in Norwegian, PJ 2005 Honolulu, Hawaii

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Anger Triggered Premonitions

Being a psychic sometimes bring glimpses of a future one do not want to see come into effect, often in the form of a flash of information showing a near possible future, which would be put in effect if one follow trough with a emotional response like pushing someone.

So far I have always backed away whenever I see this kind of premonitions, since one would hate to see a loved one injured because of a rash act in the heat of the moment, like giving someone a push which could have caused them to fall and get seriously injured even die. Perhaps if more people would see the cause and effect before it actually happens such heat of the moment accidents would been less in our world.

A few times I have used premonitions in self-defense, one example of this happened in Norway a few years ago, a group of three guys followed me and was making threats, I ignored them and followed my same walk while they followed, and this was during the winter so it was really slippery. In the premonition I knew that the leader of the three would come forward in front of me trying to trip me and in doing so I could easily disable him by pushing my leg a few inches to the side in the instant he would do so, and behold, as the premonition came through I could without any effort trip the guy that was trying to trip me, causing him to slip and fall on the ice, and the other two joined him falling while trying to help him up. The three thugs never tried to approach me again.

My mother has also described similar premonitions and how she used it to break up bar brawls between guys two and three times her size, knowing exactly what they were going to do and how to counter it in order to make the premonition cause both parts to be immobilized with almost no effort, and also at the same time causing the bullies to be paralyzed in surprise.

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Mom Still Watches Over Us

Photo illustration by PJ 2010

About nine years ago I was sound asleep in my house. Well actually it was my mother's house but when she passed away ten years ago the house went to me. I did miss my mom a lot. When my older brother and my dad were alive and things would go wrong and money was tight, my mother was always the one that kept the family together and kept the family strong. She was indeed the monarch of our family. Since my mom has passed on, it is just my sister and I left to carry on.

As I stated, I was alone in the house and asleep. I had the strangest dream. In my dream I could see my mother's face with a worried, urgent look on it and she was calling me and saying ... You need to wake up! You are in danger and if you don't wake up, you will die and it is not your time yet however. your life will end if you do not wake up NOW!

With that last warning I did indeed wake up and I sat straight up in bed. I realized at once it was just a dream and I wondered why I would dream such a thing. Just as I was ready to lay back down and attempt to go back to sleep. I started to smell smoke and I jumped out of bed and look all around but everything seemed to be OK. At that point I opened the door to the cellar. As soon as I opened the cellar door, I realized that there was a fire down in the basement. I immediately ran into the kitchen and called 911 and then grabbed some towels from the hallway and made them wet and went down the steps into the cellar to see if I could get any of the fire out until the firefighters arrived.

To make a long story short, The firefighters were able to put the fire out and I did have to have the basement redone due to fire, water and, smoke damage  It was all taken care of within two months and it turned out that the fire was caused by some electrical malfunction down in the basement.

Since that night I have always wondered was my dream just a dream or was my mother trying to alert me of impending danger. My older sister and I have talked and she said she had a dream one night of our mother warning her over and over that she needed to go see a doctor. When my sister did go see her doctor, she discovered she had the very beginning stages of colon cancer and we thank God and mom that she was able to get that taken care of.

I guess our mother is still watching over her children  even though she has passed on. We Love and Miss you Mom!

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Dreams of Tragedy and Impending Danger

My sister has a knack of dreaming of tragedy. Even as a child she would wake up and mention a dream  she had and in a few days it would work out. One time she dreamed that I was in a car accident and was in serious condition in the hospital as a result of that car accident and sure enough. three days after her dream I was indeed in the hospital, in serious condition from injuries from a car accident earlier that day.

We were both close to our Mother. My sister lived in another state then Mom and I lived in. Mom was elderly and sick in the hospital with heart and kidney failure. Sis called me at the house and while crying she told me she had a dream that our Mother passed away. I told her to calm down and that I would go right to the hospital and check in on Mom. The hospital was only a few blocks away and I was just there 2 hours before my sister called telling me about her dream and our Mother was not in good condition but, the doctor had told me he was confident she would pull through. I hung the phone up from talking with sis and as I reached for my car keys  so I could go to the hospital, The phone rang. I answered it shaking and trembling because I was afraid it was the hospital calling me. The call was indeed from the hospital and the nurse told me that my Mother had just passed away and I should come to the hospital to collect her personal belongings.

Another time my sister had a dream about our cousin who was expecting her first child, having problems with her pregnancy. About a week after her dream,  we received a phone call from our cousin's husband saying that our cousin had a miscarriage.

Through out my sister's life, she, at times, could dream of a tragedy or danger before it happens to a family member or close relative. If that ability is a gift or a real burden she says, she has not decided that as of yet.

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Fear: Hornets are Dangerous

The Norwegian Hornet, which usually is called Wasp

Ever since I was a kid I had this fear of hornets, not because I had heard that it would really hurt if one got stung, but because I had this deep feeling inside me that these small aggressive bugs had the ability to kill, that even one or two of them could be dangerous.

Back then I did not know anything about allergies, and that it was possible to be deadly allergic to something, I grew up dealing with hornets every summer, but never got stung, and as I grew older I learned to control my fear, even to be able to study them as they fly their way from flower to flower, or landed on my arm or jacket for a while before heading back to their busy day collecting and building their hive.

Then when I was 20 I was stung by one for the first time while picking up some dry branches searching for rare mushroom for a biology class, it made me feel woozy, lightheaded and, weak until the next day but nothing more came out of it, I did know now that the first sting usually never trigger a severe allergic response and that this would not be the time to confirm or disprove my long fear of the deadliness of hornets stings.

Dividalen in Troms, Norway

The real test came about two years later, I was again out on a full week biology field trip collecting rare plants, mosses and grasses for a higher botanical diversity class, way up in the mountains in Dividalen, close to Tromsø. On the second day we went up and I started feeling strange, a hornet had somehow gotten caught underneath my shirt and my backpack, stinging me in the lower end of my spine. As we continued up I noticed my eyesight started to go blurred, and the eyes was no longer able to adjust to direct sunlight, since we were already high up in the mountains, with no way of contacting anybody with use of cellphone since there was no coverage of the area, I figured it would not let the others know that I was not doing to well.

We continued ascending up to the top, and as we were getting ready to return back to the camp we had made up at the summit, my heart beat was starting to slow down dangerously low. Still I managed to will myself to placing my feet in-front of the other one step at the time. I even lost balance one place but since the forest was so dense none of the others noticed, I got up and continued walking, supporting myself on one tree at the time, I looked down and noticed I had a twig half an inch thick standing out of my upper thigh, I felt no pain, so I went ahead and pulled it out, there was no blood and no pain, most of my concentration was at this point focused on keeping my heart beat from slowing even more down, and making sure I was not lagging too far behind the others, only one guy was behind so I knew I was not last.. yet.

Finally we all got out of the dense forest, and I asked one of the other girls to check my back for me, it was totally swollen from my tail bone all the way up to the top of my neck, making me look like I was hunchbacked. At this point it had been about 6 hours since I was stung, and I was starting to feel better again, so there was no need to cancel the field trip because of a few minor bruises, the wound in my thigh had closed up and I decided to go to sleep to the next day to see if the swelling had gone down. The very next morning the swelling was almost totally gone, only a few months later did I tell them how sick I had actually been on the field trip.

This is just one of many personal warnings that I have received and so far all of them have held true when it comes to things that are of danger, of use or of danger to those close to me, keeping myself and others safe both from internal and external dangers.

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One Scary Flight: Detroit - Amsterdam

Photo PJ 2006

This story is about my flight from Detroit to Amsterdam in February 2002. Few times have I had the information come true as clearly as ahead of this flight, as soon as I touched my tickets I saw it from start to end, and a deep confirmation that there was no need to worry.

The plane in Detroit was obviously not one of their newest, since it did not look the best neither on the outside or on the inside. The plane itself was about 2/3 full and almost half of the passengers was dressed in different clerical garbs, I spotted nuns, priests, preachers, ministers, monks and even a cardinal. The first sign of trouble already started during take-off, with two of the cabin sealing-plates falling from the shaking. This caused the first take-off to be put on hold while the crew checked the open space for possible hidden explosive devises, and other dangers. After a short pause, the captain announced that they would now be ready to continue on the flight to Amsterdam and for the passengers in the back of the plane where the sealing plates had fallen to move forward to the empty seats in the front, I was one of those that moved 4 rows ahead.

The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful until we got close to Amsterdam, the captain announced that there was hurricane strength winds in the area and they could only land on one of the airstrips, and would be doing circles until it was clear for landing, as we entered the turbulent winds the cabin plates started collapsing, filling the cabin with fine dust, noise and commotion, for each circling while waiting to land more plates fell lose, and all the monks, nuns, priests, preachers, ministers and clerics of all sorts, was each praying in their own way, as the plane was literally falling apart from the inside out. I already had an inner peace confirming that this would be a safe journey, and I had already had the flash from holding the ticket earlier seeing it from start to end as a scary event but with no harm to any of us so I did not worry at all. It did eventually get the clear signal to land and one could literally feel the pressing emotional sphere in the plane lighten when we were all finally safe on the ground in Amsterdam.

I have always had a special connection with flights, and have always seen them in details from start to end, perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I was almost born in the air, in a ambulance plane using an emergency cesarean, which just happened to be postponed in the very last minute when the midwife and the emergency doctor agreed that my vital signs was stable enough to wait until my mother reached the hospital a few more minutes away.

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A Stormy Dream

Several years ago my mother told me about a dream she had and, that it worried her. She stated that in the dream our house was destroyed by a storm and that she wasn't sure if anyone in the family survived. I listened to her as she told me all about it. However, I didn't worry about it too much as my mother, sweet and awesome as she was, always was one to worry.

About 3 nights after she told me about her dream I was not spending the night at home and my father was at his graveyard shift job about 20 miles away from our home. That night, there was a tornado (we almost never had tornadoes in our part of Pa.) However, that night there was one and needless to say it touched down in our yard and our house was destroyed. Except for the one room my mother and the poodle were in. My mom was asleep in her room and the poodle was with her and it was the only room that was still standing of our house.

As soon as I heard the news on the radio the next morning I jumped in my car and rushed to our house but a mile away I could drive any further due to trees across the road so I walked the rest of the way. As I approached our house, all i could see was downed trees and parts of our house and the neighbors house strewn all over the place, I looked at our house and saw that only one room was still standing and it was my parents bedroom. I ran up to what was left of the house, my heart beating wildly and trying to see anything that would let me know that my mother was still alive. there were emergency crews all over the place as well as police cars. One of the paramedics told me there was a lady trapped inside the house. I looked in the window and saw my mother and the poodle sitting on her bed.

It took what seemed like forever to get my mother and the poodle free from the twisted mess that use to be a house but when they were finally able to free my mother and, after a medical check was done to assure she was OK, my mother was taken by police car to my older brothers house and I followed in my car.

later that night I was talking to my mother and she looked at me and told me that she tried to warn me about it because she saw it in her dream a few nights before. I never again doubted my mother's ability to tell of  impending danger  by way of her dreams and to be honest, it was truly not the last time she knew of something before the event took place.

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Called to Get One Last Goodbye

This one is from Nina in Tromsø, Norway.
One Sunday during church prayer I got struck with a strong emotional feeling that someone in my family was in danger, and it struck me to tears, I felt that I had to get back to them before Thursday because otherwise I would be to late to see the family member again, I did not know whom it was about at this point just that it was someone in immediate family.

I went ahead and booked the first flight back home that I could take on such short notice which was Tuesday, with everything in order I went back home to find that my grandfather was very ill, and not surprisingly he passed away the thursday like I felt back on the Sunday in church, I was not the only family member far away that called this way some of my cousins and uncles was too.

The warning gave me the chance to travel back in time and for that I am ever grateful, my grandfather was lucky enough to pass away with all of his children around him, and even a few grandchildren and great grandchildren there to say one last goodbye.

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Psychometry - Object Reading and Flashes

This one is from TJ in Norway, sharing her experience with flashes of information when handling objects.

I have the ability to get glimpses or flashes of information when handling objects or even from people. Usually the flash of information is minor, and usually of an emotional nature, showing a glimpse in my minds-eye showing the people involved in a objects past, when it comes to people it is more complicated one usually get a flash of emotions of what they are going through at the moment. Other times it seem to be strong emotions that have not happened yet like death in immediate family.

I have even experienced flash of information while picking up a movie to check out it's cover where one in the briefness of a flash see the whole plot of the movie in an instant. for this reason I never pick up a horror flick unless I have emotionally prepared myself to handle the shock of getting all the horror in one flash. This is the only form of control I have, to be totally open in order to receive and recall more of an potential flash, or to close my self up in order to be protected of which one get very little or nothing. The psychometry is usually not triggered at all though, and very seldom do one get more than one flash from handling one object.

The most useful part that I personally have of my psychometry comes to flights, whenever I pick up an airline ticket for myself or someone else I have always gotten an immediate flash showing the course of flight from start to finish, this have even kept me out of harms way on two different occasions where I changed my flight due to the flashes.

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