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Hi Yvonnie!

I agree.....cleaning out clutter and unwanted things does free up energy and opens a space for more positive flow.

I have that same experience....but I always figured it was the dust and my allergies. :-) I usually get a good or bad vibe from each object.

Boy do I have a story...

When I was in my 20's me and a firend liked to go to grave sites and etch epitaphs with a light wax paper and pencil/charcoal.

Well...for me I said, "I feel like something's on my back...I can't get rid of it"

I wanted to get out of there so fast and though my friend was enjoying her historic archiving, i got in the car. I was of course a pain in her-ash (back-side), lol but finally agreed to leave.

We get in the car and the thing doesn't start. It's a local cemetary near a zoo. Miller Park zoo.

Anyway, we had to get back out cause it was warm and she's like what is it you're picking up? I'm like, haven't a clue but I'm about ready to walk home.

We both look down where we were standing, and my feet were sinking in a freshly dug grave (s). Many people may not remember, but there was a household murder:

"The Hendricks Murder" (11/07/83:

Hendricks

Well it's a very woodzy area, where we were. Lots of winding roads and they didn't publisize where exactly anything was done. Low and behold as I was looking up and around felt my feet sinking.

I was standing on the fresh graves. I think there were 4-5. So the more I moved the more I landed on someone else.

Thing is we didn't even know where they were buried/not even the cemetery, and didn't go looking for them. Just a fall day.

Something, if you knew how large this cememtery was, had a hand in how everything happened.

The car never had problems before. After aboout 10 -15 minutes, the thing started.

Wow....that is a crazy story!!! Were you scared to death? Did you have an inkling then that you might have a gift?

The "inkling" came long before that. My parents actually took me to doctor after doctor.

As a kid, back then, it would just seem like I had sleeping problems. I'd go into my parents room and say there was someone in my bedroom a man/a woman...grandma, etc.

I had sleep paralysis which didn't even exist back then, but what really did it, for my parents anyway, was when I slept walked 3 days in a row. For 3 days, at 3:00 am, I would go to a corner of the downstairs addition they were building and my mother told me finally after day 3 she touched my shoulder with her finger and tried to wake me gently. She said I was talking and looking up. When I came to she said I was talking to 3 beings..."they're angels...can't you see them?"

We talked about it the next day, but not so much after that...she kind of said, "I wouldn't mess around with it if I were you whatever it is...

Wow, Elleise! Those are great stories! How wonderful that you've seen angels!

When I was a little girl, I remember seeing "people" as clear as day. I would ask my mother, "Who is that man? He's right there." She wouldn't see anyone and so she would fall silent. When I persisted, she'd tell me to be quiet so I just gave up.

Later, I learned that my father's mother had been institutionalized and so they all worried that my "seeing people" who weren't there meant I might be mentally ill. I learned real quick to stop "seeing" things. I literally willed it away.

I recall waking up in the middle of the night and seeing a cluster of colorful orbs fly through my bedroom window, spin and whirl overhead and then zoom, out another window. When I rushed out to tell my mother, she ignored me as though I wasn't there so I went back into my bedroom to wonder and marvel about the incident all by myself.

When I saw the ghostly outline of a woman dressed in colonial wear, she said nothing. When she told me that she dreamt of a dead uncle coming to the front door in the middle of the night, I told her that iy was not a dream because I heard the entire episode and could tell her exactly what happened in her "dream" she finally began to think that just maybe I had a psychic gift and not a mental illness.

I've been told time and time again that I am a natural medium and channel. I refused to pursue it for a variety of reasons. But I've always known that one of my main roles here is to be a messenger so perhaps it is time to fulfill my destiny. I love to interpret dreams because it is a form of helping one understand the communication from his higher self but I feel as though I have been wasting another gift. We shall see.

You're SO right....

Dreams, well science, at least seems to think it/they are just random experiences....

Me, not so much. I can tell the "garbage" dreams, the excess...stale-mates of the day type deals from, something that's more like LIFE!

There were messengers back in the biblical times, there ARE messengers today! We really haven't changed so much that we are no longer in need of them....

Political or religious factors, well those can keep one from doing what they were meant to do. But the older and wiser they become, there�s an internal...an alliance that directs them and then become and do precisely what it was they were meant here to do.

I've never called myself a prophet and the word "psychic" well it was here well b-4 I ever was...

Messenger (as you say) is what I'm probably most comfortable and over time, I feel we meet those as well, scattered I suppose, lol, to keep us from congregating to much so that we operate in the fashion we were meant to....thorns and all

The Grim Reaper is waiting patiently. Old objects hold the vibrations of it's owner or owners. If your sensitive enough, you would pick up these vibrations. So many old objects together under one roof would indeed make the air appear thick and oppressive.

I agree, objects do retain energy, almost like a sponge.

I find myself actually more comfortable older homes than a newer one, like a 100 + yr old house. Newer ones, to me anyway, just feel so empty, plastic. It's the richness of history within the walls I think.

That's true Elleise. However, as many members of my family found out when they came to stay in our brand new home, the ground upon which it was built also carries vibrations of by gone era's. So our home which we still live in 14 years after it was built has been embued with these earth entrapped vibrations. Spirits come and go through our home, and many of my seven granddaughters have felt their presence when having sleep overs in the back of the house. Even my dogs know when these Spirits are around. These Spirits tend to hang around my computer area. Miss behaving Spirits get a good talking to from me, and if necessary I'll clense the house with my own little ritual of bell ringing and white lighting using white candles as I ask the new comers to please leave now. They do, but others come in their place later on. No big deal as long as they are nice. Hubby once left the toilet door open as he was using it (the second one in the back of the house) when suddenly a small girl dressed in 19th Century atire appeared before him. He quickly shut the toilet door. That'll teach him, lol. I know I sound a bit over the top, but honestly what I've spoken of here is true. I guess I take after my Sicillian Mother and her ancestors who come from Romania, Germany, France and Spain. Quite a mix, but eventually Sicillian blood became the dominant one. Margaret aka Maggie