AND I was living in Santa Barbara in 1993 when I suddenly lost my job. After several months of unsuccessfully finding a job, I started going to local transient employment agencies. One by one, they turned me down, saying that given my engineering degree, they wouldn't be able to hire me because I was “overqualified” for everything they had to offer. So out of the 7 temp agencies in the city, the first 6 rejected me without even taking my CV! However, the seventh place not only accepted me, it actually gave me a job, and I later found out that this last place was run by two ladies who had sturdy psychic abilities and many of their employees were also psychic.
Anyway, at the job they arranged for me, I became friends with one girl (who also worked with them) who had sturdy psychic abilities. She told me what I had for breakfast that day, what I found in the mail when I got home, and stuff like that – it was kind of weird! I was already very fond of using a Ouija board (and have since learned why you should never do it…) and it was this girl's main practice, so we would meet up all the time and exploit her Ouija board, which she had specially made. .. it was round, made of wood and intricately decorated. It was really very nice, as a work of art.
Well, this girl's story was that – in every incarnation she went through – she always ended up being killed by an evil spirit who was jealous of her relationship with her “soulmate”. Apparently she was always killed with the same jeweled dagger. So in this incarnation she said she had identified her “soulmate” and the “evil spirit” (who were married this time) and had a picture of them, in which the woman had a jeweled dagger stuck in her belt, perhaps as a sort of ” decoration”. Either way – so take this part of the story however you want…
So one evening we made a board and talked to her “Guardian Angel”. Suddenly, the evil spirit took control of the management and started cursing and threatening us, so we decided to send him away and end the fun. At this point it was around 2am. We were talking about what had just happened and I mentioned to my friend that I would try to support her as much as I could spiritually to protect her from a repeat “fate”. She thanked me and I gathered my things and left.
I was about 10 steps from her door when suddenly someone shouted in my ear! It was almost like someone was running past me and shouting at me because the volume was very tranquil, then very deafening, then very tranquil again. I looked around, but of course there was no one there. My friend lived in an apartment building, but since it was 2 a.m., everything was tranquil. I got scared and went to my friend. I thought I knew what I heard, but we pulled out the tablet again and called on her Guardian Angel to confirm it.
I heard that… Don't support her, you idiot!
So now I'm terrified, thinking that her evil spirit is after me! It took some time to serene me down and my friend said she would ask her Guardian Angel to accompany me home to make sure I was secure. I mentally “peed” it a bit, thinking it wasn't possible, but I agreed. So I get in the car and start driving home.
A few minutes later, when I was on the highway… which should have happened, but… suddenly a man (I assume her Guardian Angel) appeared in the passenger seat of my car! Solid like you and me! He was about 35 years elderly, blond hair, wearing a red plaid shirt and blue jeans. His body was turned towards me, he smiled at me, waved and disappeared! I thought to myself, “Huh! Waddaya I know! He *actually* followed me home! Cool!”.
Then, when I returned to my apartment and parked my car, the man reappeared, solid as before, sitting cross-legged on the hood of my car, smiling and waving at me again. Then the next morning while I was taking a shower, two eyeballs suddenly appeared in my shower wall, looked around and then disappeared. This scared me the most, but only because I was naked in the shower at the time! I assumed the eyeballs belonged to this Guardian Angel.
So nothing bad happened to me in connection with the “evil spirit” and I never met the man in the Red Grill again. Many people ask me, “Weren't you scared when he showed up in your car while you were going 70 miles an hour?” and I say, no, actually, every time he showed up, a sense of serene and peace came over me and I knew I was secure with him. It was a very captivating experience.
