reply to post by timidgal
I have to fully agree with you here. After I opened my third eye and suffered through the headaches for 3 days, I saw/"saw'' as it was with my
third eye, some things I....well they made me both scared and wondering if it was a good idea after all. Didn't help that I was living in THE
spiritual hotspot either, unbeknownst to me pre opening of the third. Once I opened it, I realized my home was right in the middle of what I called
the "Soul Subway". Ever see the movie Ghost with Whoopie and Swayze? Remember the sound it'd make when the dark shadows would come to get the evil
people who'd die? I would hear something similar to that, but sounding also as if a subway were going right by my bedroom window at 60 mph.
Closest trains to my place were miles upon miles upon miles away.
But after that, I would start to see spirits coming in and out of my house, almost like how you see people move in an airport or something. And some
would come rushing up to me to check me out as my friend Jess (mentor mentioned before) said I was so strong, I was like a very bright beacon in
darkness. Like moths to a light. And oh my god... some of them were beyond hideous.
But point of this is, I had many people ask me how to open their 3rd eye after I'd tell them about my reading past lives and communicating with
crossed over loved ones or those still hanging around. I always told em the truth - you may not like what you get. It is a gift of many colors and
linings. You have to respect it even if you dont' understand it all that much. But you will hear/feel/see things that ..... you really wish you'd
not. But once you open it, you can not close it again. It may go 'dormant' if you don't daily or weekly keep it in tune or are stressed, etc., but
dormant in this case does NOT mean closed. You can never turn it off once it's on.
Also you can't pick and choose who you communicate with or what info you get. But you sure have fun trying to find out WHO the messages are for! I
was spending a few weeks at my son's grandpa's home. And as per usual, I noticed a spirit of a young man in the doorway. For me they always hang out
in the door way just watching, biding time for me to notice. Keep in mind it is always in my third eye sight, not physical sights.
I saw this young man, maybe 23 -28 years of age. His face was burnt. Oh god it was awful. But he flashed to his normal look as that was rather sad to
see. He 'showed' me Water, Planes, Fire, Military. Over and over, different order but the same four visuals. So I knew he had a message for someone.
I asked a few people online, and in person if the description fit anyone they knew, but no one could place it. One person knew someone who was close
but they were far older upon death.
Few days later my son, whom I confirmed about the guy as he SAW him (my kid can literally see them with his own two eyes. lucky), got this strong pull
to go talk to his granpa. He was gone for about 20 minutes, came back and was white. I asked what happened, thinking maybe grandpa had an emergeny.
Not at all. My son had asked him if he knew of anyone in the military who died. And yup. He did. See, grandpa was in the Navy back in the 40's/50's.
And he told my son about a good friend of his who was working on a plane for the military. Something happened to where fire shot out, explosion, hit
his face, burned it and the kid died. He was in his 20s when he died. Grandpa and my son talked about the kid for a while, and pa just reminisced
about the good old days.
My son while we talked about it later, said to me that maybe the guy just wanted to be remembered. Soon as grandpa told that story, we never saw the
Can't make up stuff like that. You just can't.
Another real quick: a strictly online friend and I were chatting on messenger. All I know is she lives in Virginia, her age and that's about it.
Well, we were chatting (just text) and this elderly lady came to me. She was showing me her home, pictures of a stew, this and that, and I jokingly
mentioned it to my friend. She went 'LOL sounds like my grammas house." She went on to tell me how she'd died a while ago, etc etc. Well, the
elderly lady wouldn't leave. Kept showing me two pictures over and over. A muffin and a daisy. and I was like 'go away, im trying to talk to my
friend. shoo. scat.. git...." but she kept showing those two things.
Finally I 'said' to my friend, "She won't STOP. she keeps showing me this muffin and daisy over and over and over...."
My friend went silent on her end for a few moments and when she returned, she (god i still get chills and I have told this story a LOT) let me know
that when she was 4 and her sister was 6, they had a dog and a cat. The pets names were Muffin and Daisy.
Grandma validated herself to my friend and me. I doubt I'll ever forget that.