Crossing a Soul Over

This is my account of helping my friend Alma with a negative spirit she had in her home.  This entity was manipulating electrical objects, such as the TV and lights. It was draining her daughter of energy and throwing things at her daughter as well. At the end of this entry, I've included (with her permission) her account of the event. 

Alma called me super early, 7:12 a.m. on December 18, 2018. Unfortunately, I was knee deep in the "morning run” with my kids and couldn’t answer. I simply prayed for her and kept on trucking until I could talk to her, an hour later.

When I called her back, she answered and said, “I’m cleansing my house, you’re on speaker.” and went on to passionately pray and rid the area of negative energy. She proclaimed that she is a child of God and all that is not of the highest order of God is not welcome in her home. She asked it to leave her, her children, her husband and home alone. She prayed, saged and I got chills all over my body and prayed alongside with her.

She said her daughter, who just turned 15, was terrorized by an entity. Her TV kept going on and off, and this morning things were being thrown at her daughter from her closet.

Her daughter is strong, stoic and doesn’t believe her mom and brother (and me, her mom’s crazy friend) regarding these things. She is my daughter’s clone, LOL!  So for her to be scared and scream is a big deal.

When Alma was done cleansing her house, I stilled myself and felt the need to tell her to help it cross over. I felt it was a female and needed help going to the light. I told her, “remember, these things are all of the light. There is no need for you to be afraid. It showed itself to you for a reason. All of these things are just people, something happened to her and she doesn’t realize she’s dead and can move on. You have to help her go through, that’s why she came to you guys."

I instructed Alma on what to do. First, pray for protection, go to the closet (where this thing was throwing items at her daughter) and imagine a white orb forming- a door, for the entity to go through. To say, “You have passed on to the other side and it’s time for you to go to the light. You are of the light and need to return to the light.” She said, “the arms of Jesus Christ are open to you, return to the light. You are of the light and it’s time for you return to it. The arms of Jesus are waiting for you, open. In the name of Jesus Christ go into the light now.”

My husband called me and the connection was lost. I clicked over to my husband and said, “I’m helping Alma do an excorism, I’ll call you right back.” and tried to get back to alma, but to no avail.  I was terrified for my friend. I hadn’t instructed her all the way through- to ignore any sadness or darkness, to stay in the power of God, to move through it and then to close the door she opened. I was terrified that she could get lost in the “sad.” That’s the risk we take-being this sensitive. “they” know we’re sensitive, and they know we can feel their sadness. We risk “joining” them in their darkness and being consumed in it, forgetting that we are warriors of the light. (I strongly believe that if someone is mentally healthy, has sudden changes and seems different, that they’re not mentally ill, that they’re fighting a spiritual battle, but no one around them is a “sensitive” and can help them. I ALWAYS believe things my friends and children tell me, because I know these things are real. However, help is as close as God and prayer.)

I called Alma several times and couldn’t get through. In my own fear, I simply stilled myself and prayed for Alma I prayed for my angels and her angels to surround her, to remind her who she is, to give her strength. For her to not get lost in the darkness. (for this is a small-scale battle she was in.) After about four minutes of praying this a beautiful peace fell over me and I knew “it is done.” She did it. I knew she had successfully helped the soul cross over.

Alma finally picked up and she said she was hit with a huge wave of sadness and started to sob. She said it was so sad and heavy and she got scared. But she was only afraid for a second and she said, “No. I am a child of God. I am of the Light. I do not fear you. You must go into the light and into Jesus’s arms.  Go now in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.” And then she said she was hit with this huge rush of joy and overwhelming love. She said, “it was like I felt Heaven Rejoice that the soul went into the light. I felt God’s glory all around and through me and started to shake and sob in joy along with them.”

I felt so relieved and joyful with her. Chills ran through my body the entire time. 

I then asked her if she closed the door. “The closet door?” She asked, “no, the door you opened, did you close it back up?” She said, “no.” I said, “FLY back to the closet!!!! Now!! You don’t need a highway to Heaven in that closet! Fly back to it, call back your angels, I’ll pray with you and we’ll close the door.” She went back to the closet and I stood before my front door, imagining I was there with her. (Since there is no such thing as time and space in the spirit world. I could be both here AND there) and we closed the spiritual door together. Goosebumps still ran through my body and I felt a massive surge of pure joy. This must be what Kanye West feels like all day, every day.   

It was extremely powerful. I told her, “You just did like the best thing any person on Earth can do. You just helped a soul return to Heaven! You are a kick-ass warrior of the light!"

I know she helped that soul cross over. She’s amazeballs. In her "normal” life, Alma is a firefighter. She is tough as nails, physically very strong and is not easily shaken. But she is amazing and powerful. And with God everyone can do all the things! 

From Alma:

I am a sensitive being. I had many encounters in the past with the spirt world. Crystal and I have been friends since I was 14 years old. She has always helped and lovingly guided me. 

It always begins gradual with these encounters. It typically affects me or my son in the past. This time my daughter was affected. Looking back I want to smack myself for not seeing the obvious signs. 

About 1 month ago my daughter was very tired and agitated easily. I wrote it off as 14 year old hormonal changes. She had rapid weight loss and was not hungry. Again I was just thinking "we all went through those days." She did not want to come out of her room, she seemed to enjoy sleeping and the constant darkness in her room.

We had multiple arguments....about "turn on your lights, let sunshine in, work on this clutter, darkness is not good for you". Since she's a good kid I let her be content in her room- she’s not bothering anyone, and who doesn't like to sleep?  I wish I could sleep like that! Now, 15 pounds lighter, not she's not eating dinner, she’s going straight to bed after school, with minor lash outs at everyone. Her character was discontent, not her normal bubbly self. Still I only suspected common teenager girl issues, nothing out of the ordinary.

Next was the electrical disturbance. Lights flickered randomly, nothing scary, no goosebumps when it happened. (Goosebumps have always been a indicator for me of a presence. Or a heavy feeling in my chest.) I complained to my spouse to check the light switches, to which he would answer, "we will get to them later."

Dec 18  2018 6:30 am

I woke up to blood curling screams. It was my daughter begging, screaming, “Make it stop. Please help me MOMMY!"  My son's room is right next to hers. He could not open her door or get in. He’s screaming, trying to help his sister and I have never felt so scared, and angry at the same time in my life.

I kicked her door open and I see her getting up off the ground. Meanwhile her lights are turning on and off with the TV and random bumping in the walls. It was like a scene from a scary movie.

She manages to tell me in between sobs, that she took a shower and walked into her closet to get ready for school. She was thrown to the ground and hit with hangers and books from her closet. There was nothing in her room with her. She has red marks all over her body.  She continues to scream uncontrollably (she later tells me she didnt realize the screams where coming from her mouth. It’s like they were someone else's.)

I call upon God, Jesus Christ, my angels to help me and declared "I am a child of God! The one true king! Greater is he that's within me, than in the world!” I'm screaming this, "To leave my child and family alone!" It all stops.

I tell my children to leave quickly. I call and text Crystal "please call me.” She's getting her kids ready for school. I look for my sage kit, Bible, cleansing prayer. (Items from past experiences)

I’m thankful to god and Crystal she called me back. Honestly I was scared. I had started saging with prayers at the front door and working my way to the room as Crystal called me. My knees were a little weak.

 Crystal directed me to ground myself like roots from a tree, to not fear or judge the being. To envision God's white light filling up my home from the heavens, to ask God, Christ, my angel and guides to protect me. 

We had a moment to meditate and prepare before I entered the room via phone with her. She gave me a run down of what we were about to do. We connected to the Divine God, our angles and guides for protection. I also felt connected to Crystal.

 "Where there is two in my name," God declares in the bible, “he's there." I felt it in my being. I have never felt so close to God and powerful in my life. My voice did not sound like mine. It was firm, strong and confident but odd to my ears.

Crystal had a sense that it was a little girl in her room. She was stuck and lost and scared. She was trying to get my daughter’s attention. Not harm us.

We envisioned a white bubble in her closet. Meanwhile the TV and lights started going crazy and bumping on the walls again. We told her, the spirit, that she is dead and lost and needs to go to the light. God is there in the light.

The call got disconnected. I tried to call Crystal back, no answer. She in return was trying to call me. I felt a sudden sadness and started to cry, it felt like a strong oppression, but it’s not my sadness, it’s hers.  Meanwhile Crystal is praying and calling me. The call won’t connect.

God turns my pandora on my phone on. Which I know now saved me. It’s a song singing “Jesus's arms are open wide, go to him." I hear the song and it brings me back from the sadness. I remember who I am, a child of God, and started to praise Him. "Go to Him! He’s calling you home! He loves you! and you need him!" I repeat whole heartedly. I am suddenly washed with immense Joy and peace and love and praise. It’s so strong I can’t contain myself. I’m singing God’s praises and giving thanks from the top of my lungs. Glory to the must high who called her home! I felt the heavens rejoice. Like in the bible the lost son is home- we celebrate.

The phone rings and Crystal guides me on envisioning closing the door we opened. My home is covered in God's light and protected. We thank God, Christ, our guides and angels for protecting us.

Thank you lord for putting a beautiful friend in my life. Who is full of your light and welding your love to help others.

Alma.