The spirits are active

I truly love when spirits make themselves know to us. It is comforting when one of our loved ones on the other side moves objects or speaks out loud in an attempt to make us aware of their presence.

Our home is full of oddities. From the lady in the white dress the wanders the stairs and hallway to the cowboy in the basement that sends chills down your neck when he is present.

Since March break commenced we have experience a few more of these anomalies than usual.

Yesterday John and I were sitting on the couch in the living room relaxing for a moment. Our son and youngest daughter were in the family room just down the hall. I could hear them commenting on the movie they were watching. As John and I stared out the front window in silence we both heard what could only be described as a door handle turning and a door opening. Five seconds later we heard the door close. I looked at John and asked, "aren't the kids down here?" He replied, "I thought so." I called out to the kids and they both answered from the family room. I called in Chris and explained to him what we just heard. He went upstairs and hollered out. "My bedroom door was closed (as we know it always is) and now it's open and my weights are moved.

We looked at each other again and smiled. This visit was more obvious and deliberate than most and it was during the day.

This morning I slept in while John got up to make breakfast. When he left the room he closed the door, as always. I crawled out of bed maybe 10 minutes later and went into the en suit. Another ten minutes later I opened the bathroom door and noticed our bedroom door was half open. Odd, because our door is imbalanced and swings open and hits the wall every time it is not closed. As I looked at the still and half opened door it started to open very slowly and stopped short of hitting the wall.

Not concern but pleased in a cheeky way I checked the hallway and the kids rooms. Renee, my youngest was still sleeping in her bed. I could hear my son and husband downstairs talking. I asked them both, and Renee later, if anyone of them opened my bedroom door. They all reply, no.

I am quite excited about this activity and wonder what they have in store for us next.

I might add that we do protect ourselves from negative entities with prayer and meditation. So whatever, or whomever, rather, opened the doors is a positive entity.

Thanks for dropping by.

Love and Light.
Anne ^i^

A Hand From Above

I don't recall the year exactly but I know my husband was working the midnight shift and the kids were just toddlers fast asleep in their beds.

It was one of those nights that my mind was restless and wide awake. A thousand things were bouncing around in my head from the day and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't fall asleep.

I thanked God, out loud, for His blessings of the day and lay flat, in the dark, looking up at the stucco ceiling.

Directly above my head I noticed a flicker of light and searched the room for the cause. It was entirely dark and the tree on the front lawn blocked the light from the street lamp. I stared at it for a short time and it started to grow. I figured that it was my eyes playing tricks on me, like an experiment we did in my college psychology class. If you stare at a light in the dark long enough it will appear to be moving. I blinked and looked away. When I looked back with fresh eye it was still there.

Intrigued, I continued to watch it. It appeared not as a irritating light that would make your eyes water but it was a brilliant light and easy to look at.

I had only stared at it for maybe 30 seconds when it began to swirl and grow into a vortex over my head. I remember thinking I should been apprehensive at this thing over my head but wasn't. I fixed my eyes on it hoping it wouldn't disappear and I would eventually find it's source.

The vortex slowly calmed and a seemingly solid object emerged from it. At first I couldn't make out what it was then I could see it with great clarity. My mouth dropped and I could not believe my eyes. It was a large hand about the size of half of my bed.

Something inside compelled me to remain calm. As I looked up, a brighter light illuminated from behind it as the sun does when it breaks through the clouds in an evening sky.

Still not afraid I reached up and tried to touch it. My hands went through it and I felt contented. Not wanting to let this feeling pass I left my hands in the air. It was a wonderful feeling - one of peace. In an instant it faded away and the room grew dark again.

I was not on medication nor was I sick. I was as awake then as I am now typing this and the memory of it stays with me today.

Some might call it a hallucination or wishful thinking, but I know in my heart that that night I had received a gift from Heaven.

I would love to hear of any similar experiences that you would like to share with me.

Love and Light,

Anne ^i^