The Haunting That Still Haunts
Have you ever experienced something that was so scary you just couldn’t forget about it? No matter how many years have passed you still can’t get it out of your mind? I have had several such terrifying experiences in my life. Try as I might, I just simply can’t forget about those occurrences.
I can’t forget for example, about the time I experienced severe sleep paralysis. It was frightening beyond measure. I also can’t forget the feeling I got one time that I had to leave the place where I was living, and that I had to leave now. Later that week I discovered that the person I was sharing living space with, had been murdered. So, if your intuition tells to get out of an environment, listen to it!
Another experience that I will never forget had to do with a Ouija board. It was several decades ago. My friends and I were dabbling with one. We asked for a spirit entity to come through and we did make contact with someone… or something. It made the people I was with very scared, so they all left. But I continued to play with the board on my own, and when I asked what the spirit’s name was, and it spelled out the name Ralph.
I asked Ralph what he did in life and he said that he had owned a farm, which was on the land where I was living at the time. He also revealed that many animals had died on that land, because there had been a terrible plague and a shortage of medicine that could save them. After he lost his cattle, he built a home which ended up burning down to the ground. So, there had been a lot of suffering occurring on that piece of land.
I later did some research and found out that there had in fact been a farm on that property long ago. I also did a ritual to help the spirits of the farmer and his animals find peace. I blessed the land and burned lots of sage.
A person terrified with the imagination of spectres, is more reasonable than one who thinks the appearance of spirits fabulous and groundless ~ Joseph Addison
Then one night, a man a very old man came to me in a dream. He was dressed in old-fashioned clothes and he told me his name was Raul, but I could call him Ralph. He was talking to me in a way that made me feel like I was retaining everything he said. He said that so many decades have passed, and how he could never get through to anyone about the history of that area. All that was needed is for someone to pray, to help those who were trapped. It all made sense. The souls of the animals and some of the people who died in the house fire were trapped.
He went on about animal rights and how he was very happy that there are people out there that fight for their rights and how it can help save their lives. I suspect something happened to those animals, where their rights were compromised, that lead to their death, but I’m not entirely sure what it was.
He also told me he helps to inspire those who have a good kind humanitarian heart to help animals in need. I actually volunteer some of my time at an animal shelter. I am not sure if that is why he chose to connect with me, in hopes I would do what I had done to help those trapped souls be released to go to the light.
Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwreck ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
I later learned that Ralph’s birth name was Raul and the man who came to me was the same spirit as the one who came through to me that night I was using the Ouija board. To this day I am still haunted by this man’s soul. I see him from time to time and he shows up in some of the most strangest places. I was going into a haunted house one time, and I was ten dollars short. He showed up in the flesh and handed me a $10 bill to get in.
I guess it is his way of watching my back, since I am there for what he loved most in life: the animals. My seeing his apparition in broad daylight for the first time was more scary to me after the fact, because I then realized that I am definitely in contact with a real spirit. But it is a blessing too at the same time.
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