At this time I discovered Spirit and it changed my life. A friend suggested that I tried meditation and I agreed. I was always interested in other-worldly experiences, so I went with her to a Spiritualist Church. There were about six of us in a group and the woman in charge, a medium, as I learned later, went to each one of us with a message from Spirit – someone they knew that died.
And then it was my turn. The medium started describing, in great detail, my father in his store in Poland. I couldn’t believe what I heard. The woman even mentioned a pencil that he used to hold behind his ear. His message to me was to meditate.
The Church had meditation classes and I went to every one of them. At first I couldn’t get anything, but it didn’t take me long to receive communication from Spirits, short at first, and then more involved. It was mainly vocal. I was afraid to see them, so they mainly spoke to me. I also meditated at home almost every day. There were many of them: people who knew me as a child, family and also people I didn’t know.
They spoke of God and love and encouragement. I was amazed and thrilled and awed. My faith in God had returned. I went to every Spiritualist service, which was like any Christian service, except it also provided proof of Spirit. I listened to many mediums who gave messages to many people. And most of the time they were very accurate. People vary and the psychic gifts and accuracy vary. But most of all the existence of Spirit was proven to me beyond the shadow of the doubt.
I was hooked. I wanted to become the best medium I could. With time I didn’t need to meditate. I heard Spirit whenever I wanted to.
The Spiritualist Church has eight Principles. The first three are:
- The Fatherhood of God
- The brotherhood of men
- The communication between Spirits and the people on Earth.
But there is a catch. Not all Spirits are friends. I learned from the Spiritualists that when people die, they do not become angels. They are exactly the same as when they were on Earth. And so, the people who were evil and killed or hurt others, are evil and hurt others from Spirit. I learned this the hard way.
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My first Psychotic Episode, as the doctors call it, or, a Negativity attack, as I call it, happened when I was 35. It was a blur of psychic experiences. I heard voices, I saw visions and, most of all, I suffered. It was both mental and physical. It is funny that something so mental can affect your body as well. It was the most terrifying experience of my life.
The voices were varied. Some calm and quiet. Some loud and vicious. They were telling me all kinds of stories. They had me walk and ride buses all over town. I spent hours in complete unreality. I didn’t know what was happening to me.
