An unpleasant visitor in a Second-hand shop.

I would like to add another one of my true stories with the other side titled: An unpleasant visitor in a second hand shop. I wish everyone to have a beautiful and calm weekend spent in the presence of the ones closest to your hearts.

An unpleasant visitor in a Second-hand shop.
It was an ordinary Monday morning. As I was driving my son to school, I was thinking how to organize my schedule for the day, and make all the errands I had to run until the school day ended. I suddenly got the idea to visit one of my favorite Second-hand shops. They get new items every Monday. Driving through the small streets, I tried to remember the road there. I wasn’t exactly sure if I was going the right way as I hadn’t visited the shop in quite a while. Other than focusing on that, something else was beginning to disrupt me. I began to feel health issues foreign to my own body and they seemed to be intensifying as I was nearing the store. At that point I realized what was happening. The feelings I was having were coming from a deceased soul trying to get my attention. As I got to the parking lot of the store, I got out my car unable to breathe. I was trying to let the lost soul know that I wasn’t working that day, that it was my day off. I was going shopping and that it needed to leave me alone. It’s quite funny actually, whenever I decide to go out, whether it be to go shopping or to grab a coffee with my girlfriends, my time continuously gets distracted by someone or something else. It can be quite frustrating sometimes because it becomes difficult for me to concentrate on my own thoughts when someone else is trying to occupy my mind and body. On this day exactly, I wasn’t in the best mood and I definitely did not want to guide or help a lost soul: “I have the right to some privacy too, you know”, I tried explaining to the soul that was attaching itself to me. However, for him/her my explanation was not valid. I could feel almost a “ha ha ha” reaction coming from the other side. When some souls try to communicate with me and they see that I’m ignoring them, they usually leave. Even after death, spirits tend to act the same as when they were alive. If they had a calmer character, they usually remain calm even when they pass on to the other side. Spirits that were on the quieter side are tougher to work with because the information needs to be pulled from them. They don’t let much out while on the other hand, those that were very talkative during their lifetimes show and describe to me basically their entire lives. Those that had a rougher, unyielding personality were much more difficult to communicate with and tended to be unpleasant and dominant. This just happened to be the case with this certain visitor on this day and I knew that it would be difficult to get rid of him. I walked into the small shop and to my surprise there were not many people inside. This was unlikely at this time and place as many people like to visit it. “Aha, so it was you that planned this”, I grumpily told the male spirit. On the left side to the entrance of the store was the cash register where a young store clerk stood. She was most likely close to my age. When I caught my first glance of her, I immediately got the first warning: “that’s her…” I tried to ignore what he was saying because I was convinced that this day was my day off to relax and do some shopping. I wouldn’t let anyone from the other side bother me. Unfortunately, his presence only started intensifying and he was demanding more and more of my attention. From the energy I could feel it was the spirit of an older man, (explaining why I have been referring to the spirit as a ‘he’). At the same time, I began feeling a foreign pain in my throat. It was like my throat was closing in. At the same time, an unpleasant feeling arose in my mouth almost as if I had smoked an entire packet of cigarettes before I came into the store. According to the symptoms I had been feeling, I concluded that the cause of death must have been throat cancer. However, I really was not in the mood that day to approach a stranger and explain what was happening. Not everyone believes in what they cannot see between heaven and earth and it is never pleasant when strangers look at me totally afraid, like I am some crazy psychopath. So on this day I decided that I would just look at the new arrivals in the store and leave in peace. However, my confidence turned out to be a simple illusion. In the middle of the shop were many clothing racks. To the left stood two figurines dressed in the week’s hottest picks. As I passed by the figurines, the energy from the deceased man became so overwhelming that he made me bump into the figurines, knocking them to the ground. “Oh My..” I said to myself, knowing that this situation would not end without struggle. The store clerk ran to me to pick the dismantled figurines up from the floor and clean my mess. I apologized to the woman for my clumsiness and tried to remain quiet, not mentioning the visitor that came with me to the store. I did not want to scare her by telling her that the accident was caused by a disgruntled spirit wandering around the shop and this spirit was trying to communicate with her. “So what, are you going to talk to the cashier or not?” – The man teasingly said; “no” I replied to the man, trying my best to ignore him. Suddenly, I noticed the sound of pleasant music coming from the radio that was placed discretely in one of the corners of the store. I began humming to the rhythm of the song as I came across some nice flannel shirts. I suddenly heard a ringing from my purse. My daughter was calling to remind me to pick something up from the drugstore on the way home. When the brief phone call ended, I reached for my purse to put the phone away. The phone however, magically flew out of my hand and fell to the ground. I picked it up still trying to remain calm, as if nothing is wrong and I continued to look through the racks of clothing. The unknown man started to push me again. At this point it was becoming quite apparent that he had no intention of leaving me alone; his tone becoming angrier. I was still trying to resist him. Minding my own business, I picked up a piece of clothing when I felt the hanger break in my hands. I tried to hang the piece back in its place discretely and move away from the area. Just in that moment, when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, the music from the radio was replaced by the rustling sound of signal loss. The store clerk came to the radio and tried to change the station only this time she started suspiciously eyeing me. “You have some weird energies here today” I remarked jokingly, trying to alleviate the tense atmosphere: “yes I see that”, said the clerk. I moved to the other side of the store to a safe distance far from the radio and anything else that might be broken or fall to the ground. The only thing on my mind was to get out from the store as fast as I could. In the moment however, time seemed to stand still and I felt imprisoned in the store without any way to leave. I tried to gather my thoughts and continue shopping. But when I broke yet another hanger while looking through the dress section I gave up: “ okay, who are you and what do you want from me? What do you want me to tell this woman?” I asked the man. “Ask her about a man in the family that died from throat cancer, please” – said the unknown man. Depicting from the way he was speaking I came to the conclusion that he was probably her grandfather. The clerk still stood calmly near the register and watched over the small store. I slowly came to her and finally decided to address her: “Excuse me, I’m very sorry to bother but may I ask something?” – she was a brunette around 40 years of age, looking at me like she was ready to answer a question about the merchandise in the store. “I know this is going to sound strange and I don’t want to scare you. I can communicate with the souls of the deceased and I feel a very strong presence of a man here who wants to talk to you. He died from throat cancer and I believe this man is your grandfather.” The woman looked at me surprisingly and said: “my grandfather died not long ago but he had stomach issues and strong diabetes.” The spirit behind me let out: “Just wait; she will get who it is.” When the woman saw that I had no intention of leaving, she soon added: “Now that I think about it, my father’s father died from throat cancer, but I believe that was more than twenty years ago.”

“Bingo, that’s me”, said the man enthusiastically. “Yes it’s him”, I told the woman. She looked at me again quite astonishingly: “Well what does he want after all these years?” The old man began to speak again, me being his channel. “He is saying that he is very sorry for everything that he caused in the family. He is sorry for ruining the family relations and the wrong doing he did to your father.” The woman looked at me in amazement and after a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke: “Wow, it’s exactly correct. My grandfather did not want to accept my mom into the family and that caused many problems. But how can you know all of this?” – She asked still surprised. “I know this because your grandfather is here and he is speaking through me, to you. I’m sorry, I believe I didn’t get the chance to properly introduce myself. My name is Andrea.”

“My name is Eva”, she said as she slowly eased her hand toward mine, I felt a certain fear and somewhat respect from her handshake. After we formally met, I talked more about her grandfather, showing her different schemas that he was showing me and described his character along with his life. Eva silently nodded, confirming the messages I was giving to her. “Your grandfather would also like to apologize for giving all the inheritance to his daughter, completely leaving out his only son.” Once again Eva nodded her head: “yes, it’s all true. It completely ruined our family ties. Me and my cousins do not speak to each other until today due to his actions. But why does my grandfather want to resolve these problems now?” – She asked. “Because, he is very sorry for it. On the other side, spirits do not possess any ego anymore and they see things much differently, and well, he simply cannot forgive himself for it. The lack of forgiveness is keeping him stuck here between heaven and earth and thus keeping him from moving on towards the light. “Eva shook her head in shock and curiously asked: “How do you see him? How does he look?” “Souls usually show me only what is important for you to know. It is usually something that is easy for their close ones to identify. Sometimes they show me their face. Other times they show me their hair, body figure or the clothing they wore. Your grandfather showed himself to me in a very elegant grey suit and remarked mischievously: “A suit nice enough for church.” Eva smiled and said: “My grandfather used to walk around and collect donations during the Sunday masses.” “He wants to say something else. He is saying that he really loves you and he always has. He looks over you and your son. And he is sorry that the family relations also had an influence on your marriage.” Eva was moved, she added: “Yes, it did influence it. I’m divorced now and I live alone with my son.” At that point she could no longer hold back her tears and gave me a hug. After that, we chatted for a while more which released many of the tensions coming from Eva’s grandfather. After all, he kept me in the store more than one hour until I couldn’t endure it anymore and had to give in and deliver the messages from him. Finally, I could focus on my shopping, the actual reason for my visit to the shop that day. Or was it actually all wrong and the real reason I went to the second- hand store that day was because Eva’s grandfather thought out the plan for me? Yes, everything is possible, I have stopped believing in coincidences a long time ago…

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