In 1972, a year after being shot while defending my family and friends during a robbery.
I worked at my family’s hotel, taking up to four shifts in a row, including overnight.
Managing everything and healing from my recent trauma exhausted me.
After working one evening, I visited my parents’ house.
A strange, heavy atmosphere hung in the air, as if something was amiss.
With the front door open, the house exhaled a sigh of welcome, or perhaps a warning.
The lights were on throughout the house, creating shadows
that danced across the walls, heightening my unease.
In an instant, I felt a chill run down my spine, as if the silence were alive.
I called out, “Hello, where is everybody?!” However, only silence filled the air.
My heart raced as I awaited their response, but the only sound was my voice.
The smell of food filled the air,
but the absence of my family sent a wave of confusion through me.
I ventured into the kitchen, where no one was present.
yet food was cooking on the stove and in the oven.
Then I went upstairs, yelling, “Hello, where is everyone?!”
Despite the anticipation, again, only silence followed.
I searched each room for a familiar face but found no one inside.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway reached my ears.
I looked out of the upstairs window and saw my family drive up.
The car lights silhouetting up the driveway brought me an astounding sense of relief.
Eagerness consumed me, and my heart ached to find out what had happened.
I rushed down the stairs and out the front door, only to see my mother crying.
Filled with frightening concern, an alarming dread chilled my bones.
I approached my mother, hugging and kissing her, with me crying as well.
With her trembling hands clutching my shirt, I then realized something was terribly wrong.
In that moment, horror washed over me as she lost her familiar features.
While still kissing her, I started feeling her face disfiguring.
Then I noticed a terrible foul odor, and felt something slimy.
on my face, running down my neck, and over my body.
Her face was melting and covered in erupting boils.
A wave of panic paralyzed me, leaving me unable to move a muscle.
I jolted awake in fear with severe heart pain,
realizing I had dozed off while working overnight at our family’s hotel.
In 1985, I was practicing deep meditation that elevated my sense of
Awareness and understanding through my Spirit and subconscious mind. I had the same disturbing 1973 dream again. But this time, I not only embraced my mother but also kissed her stinky, slimy face with erupting boils and slime running down my body with no fear, only love. With each breath, I felt a confounding sense of acceptance and understanding wash over me.
In moments of despair, Spirit’s light flickers within me, reminding me of my inner strength. For two hours in another test, I endured a relentless onslaught of demonic attacks. I walked through a thick and treacherous den of viper snakes, feeling their ominous presence around me. Then I looked up at a gigantic 10’ hairy, big-eyed black widow spider attacking me with huge clenching fangs. Saying as I approached the spider, “I love you, but your history,” and I crushed the spider into dust. As I confronted my fears, I realized they were mere illusions and if I let them control me, I’ll feel their impact.
This divine experience encouraged me to transform the negative energy into a pathway for growth. God allows evil and fear within us to teach us to awaken our Spirit’s love to eliminate fear. On that journey of enlightenment, we discover that every experience holds a lesson in resilience. To be wise enough to know the truth, we must learn to deal with everything by understanding everything. Also, when we learn to love unconditionally, we break the chains that bind us to fear. John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love. You can’t have perfect love without meditating in Spirit and in truth, casting out fear.
Since 1987, I neglected meditation while working significant overtime, only resuming it after managing my work injuries. I knew that in the future I had to regain the power of Spirit’s light by meditating again. On the week prior to my birthday, 10/25/2018, I had neglected my meditation practice, and the spiritual energy in my home had faded. At 1:00 am on my birthday, while lying on my back, my third eye opened. Right in front of my face, I saw a large oval whitehead with glimmering, mesmerizing eyes. Veins in his eyeballs shimmered silver and white, evoking fire’s fiercest hues. In the infinite dark expanse of his eyes, the vastness felt suffocating and frightening. I got up in fright and lit six sticks of Frankincense & Myrrh to raise positive spiritual energy that negative astral beings avoid.
This differed from my previous encounters. As before, dark astral beings, I thought, were discouraging me from achieving the power of the Spirit. Spirit grants me ultimate love and freedom from demons. Romans 8:15 says that you have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear, but the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry “Abba.” For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same hope. The creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. We know that the whole creation groans and travails in pain together until now. They, as well as ourselves, have the firstfruits of the Spirit, and we groan within ourselves waiting for the adoption, namely the redemption of our body.
Evil originates from immature young souls and is a manifestation of selfishness, neglect, abuse, and pervasive anger. New souls are immature, like an infant. They require attention both day and night, seeking to be seen and heard. Therefore, new souls shape the entertainment industry. New souls are susceptible to negative influences. New, angry, and insecure souls attract troubled comforting spirits, leading them to lose control. In their pursuit of attention, they resort to violence, harming both others and themselves. If the dangerous new souls gain power and ascend to leadership, they’ll replicate the suffering they faced in their own lives, lacking compassion like four of Earth’s top leaders. When these new souls transition to the astral realm, they take on frightening forms as demons to attract significant attention.
Understanding evil serves a purpose in learning, growth, and becoming mature individuals capable of understanding the complexities of life. Without understanding evil, there’s no genuine seeking of Spirit or the profound truth that defines our existence. As souls reincarnate and mature, they learn from their mistakes, much like children. Through extensive reincarnations, and being exhausted with suffering, even a demon in our physical realm changes for the better and becomes part of the collective body of Spirits of Light.
