I would like to add another one of my true stories with the other side titled: An\nunpleasant visitor in a second hand shop. I wish everyone to have a beautiful and\ncalm weekend spent in the presence of the ones closest to your hearts.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
An unpleasant visitor in a Second-hand shop.
It was an ordinary Monday morning. As I was driving my son to school, I was\nthinking how to organize my schedule for the day, and make all the errands I had to\nrun until the school day ended. I suddenly got the idea to visit one of my favorite\nSecond-hand shops. They get new items every Monday. Driving through the small\nstreets, I tried to remember the road there. I wasn\u2019t exactly sure if I was going the\nright way as I hadn\u2019t visited the shop in quite a while. Other than focusing on that,\nsomething else was beginning to disrupt me. I began to feel health issues foreign to\nmy own body and they seemed to be intensifying as I was nearing the store. At that\npoint I realized what was happening. The feelings I was having were coming from a\ndeceased soul trying to get my attention. As I got to the parking lot of the store, I got\nout my car unable to breathe. I was trying to let the lost soul know that I wasn\u2019t\nworking that day, that it was my day off. I was going shopping and that it needed to\nleave me alone. It\u2019s quite funny actually, whenever I decide to go out, whether it be\nto go shopping or to grab a coffee with my girlfriends, my time continuously gets\ndistracted by someone or something else. It can be quite frustrating sometimes\nbecause it becomes difficult for me to concentrate on my own thoughts when\nsomeone else is trying to occupy my mind and body. On this day exactly, I wasn\u2019t in\nthe best mood and I definitely did not want to guide or help a lost soul: \u201cI have the\nright to some privacy too, you know\u201d, I tried explaining to the soul that was attaching\nitself to me. However, for him\/her my explanation was not valid. I could feel almost\na \u201cha ha ha\u201d reaction coming from the other side. When some souls try to\ncommunicate with me and they see that I\u2019m ignoring them, they usually leave. Even\nafter death, spirits tend to act the same as when they were alive. If they had a\ncalmer character, they usually remain calm even when they pass on to the other\nside.\nSpirits that were on the quieter side are tougher to work with because the\ninformation needs to be pulled from them. They don\u2019t let much out while on the other\nhand, those that were very talkative during their lifetimes show and describe to me\nbasically their entire lives. Those that had a rougher, unyielding personality were\nmuch more difficult to communicate with and tended to be unpleasant and dominant.\n\nThis just happened to be the case with this certain visitor on this day and I knew that\nit would be difficult to get rid of him.\nI walked into the small shop and to my surprise there were not many people inside.\nThis was unlikely at this time and place as many people like to visit it. \u201cAha, so it was\nyou that planned this\u201d, I grumpily told the male spirit. On the left side to the entrance\nof the store was the cash register where a young store clerk stood. She was most\nlikely close to my age. When I caught my first glance of her, I immediately got the\nfirst warning: \u201cthat\u2019s her\u2026\u201d I tried to ignore what he was saying because I was\nconvinced that this day was my day off to relax and do some shopping. I wouldn\u2019t let\nanyone from the other side bother me. Unfortunately, his presence only started\nintensifying and he was demanding more and more of my attention. From the energy\nI could feel it was the spirit of an older man, (explaining why I have been referring to\nthe spirit as a \u2018he\u2019). At the same time, I began feeling a foreign pain in my throat. It\nwas like my throat was closing in. At the same time, an unpleasant feeling arose in\nmy mouth almost as if I had smoked an entire packet of cigarettes before I came into\nthe store. According to the symptoms I had been feeling, I concluded that the cause\nof death must have been throat cancer. However, I really was not in the mood that\nday to approach a stranger and explain what was happening. Not everyone believes\nin what they cannot see between heaven and earth and it is never pleasant when\nstrangers look at me totally afraid, like I am some crazy psychopath. So on this day\nI decided that I would just look at the new arrivals in the store and leave in peace.\nHowever, my confidence turned out to be a simple illusion.\nIn the middle of the shop were many clothing racks. To the left stood two figurines\ndressed in the week\u2019s hottest picks. As I passed by the figurines, the energy from\nthe deceased man became so overwhelming that he made me bump into the\nfigurines, knocking them to the ground. \u201cOh My..\u201d I said to myself, knowing that this\nsituation would not end without struggle.\nThe store clerk ran to me to pick the dismantled figurines up from the floor and clean\nmy mess. I apologized to the woman for my clumsiness and tried to remain quiet,\nnot mentioning the visitor that came with me to the store. I did not want to scare her\nby telling her that the accident was caused by a disgruntled spirit wandering around\nthe shop and this spirit was trying to communicate with her. \u201cSo what, are you going\nto talk to the cashier or not?\u201d \u2013 The man teasingly said; \u201cno\u201d I replied to the man,\ntrying my best to ignore him. Suddenly, I noticed the sound of pleasant music\ncoming from the radio that was placed discretely in one of the corners of the store. I\nbegan humming to the rhythm of the song as I came across some nice flannel shirts.\nI suddenly heard a ringing from my purse. My daughter was calling to remind me to\npick something up from the drugstore on the way home. When the brief phone call\nended, I reached for my purse to put the phone away. The phone however,\nmagically flew out of my hand and fell to the ground. I picked it up still trying to\nremain calm, as if nothing is wrong and I continued to look through the racks of\n\nclothing. The unknown man started to push me again. At this point it was becoming\nquite apparent that he had no intention of leaving me alone; his tone becoming\nangrier. I was still trying to resist him. Minding my own business, I picked up a piece\nof clothing when I felt the hanger break in my hands. I tried to hang the piece back\nin its place discretely and move away from the area. Just in that moment, when I\nthought it couldn\u2019t get any worse, the music from the radio was replaced by the\nrustling sound of signal loss. The store clerk came to the radio and tried to change\nthe station only this time she started suspiciously eyeing me. \u201cYou have some weird\nenergies here today\u201d I remarked jokingly, trying to alleviate the tense atmosphere:\n\u201cyes I see that\u201d, said the clerk. I moved to the other side of the store to a safe\ndistance far from the radio and anything else that might be broken or fall to the\nground. The only thing on my mind was to get out from the store as fast as I could.\nIn the moment however, time seemed to stand still and I felt imprisoned in the store\nwithout any way to leave. I tried to gather my thoughts and continue shopping. But\nwhen I broke yet another hanger while looking through the dress section I gave up: \u201c\nokay, who are you and what do you want from me? What do you want me to tell this\nwoman?\u201d I asked the man.\n\u201cAsk her about a man in the family that died from throat cancer, please\u201d \u2013 said the\nunknown man. Depicting from the way he was speaking I came to the conclusion\nthat he was probably her grandfather. The clerk still stood calmly near the register\nand watched over the small store. I slowly came to her and finally decided to\naddress her: \u201cExcuse me, I\u2019m very sorry to bother but may I ask something?\u201d \u2013 she\nwas a brunette around 40 years of age, looking at me like she was ready to answer\na question about the merchandise in the store. \u201cI know this is going to sound strange\nand I don\u2019t want to scare you. I can communicate with the souls of the deceased and\nI feel a very strong presence of a man here who wants to talk to you. He died from\nthroat cancer and I believe this man is your grandfather.\u201d The woman looked at me\nsurprisingly and said: \u201cmy grandfather died not long ago but he had stomach issues\nand strong diabetes.\u201d The spirit behind me let out: \u201cJust wait; she will get who it is.\u201d\nWhen the woman saw that I had no intention of leaving, she soon added: \u201cNow that I\nthink about it, my father\u2019s father died from throat cancer, but I believe that was more\nthan twenty years ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBingo, that\u2019s me\u201d, said the man enthusiastically. \u201cYes it\u2019s him\u201d, I told the woman.\nShe looked at me again quite astonishingly: \u201cWell what does he want after all these\nyears?\u201d The old man began to speak again, me being his channel. \u201cHe is saying\nthat he is very sorry for everything that he caused in the family. He is sorry for\nruining the family relations and the wrong doing he did to your father.\u201d The woman\nlooked at me in amazement and after a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke:\n\u201cWow, it\u2019s exactly correct. My grandfather did not want to accept my mom into the\nfamily and that caused many problems. But how can you know all of this?\u201d \u2013 She\nasked still surprised. \u201cI know this because your grandfather is here and he is\n\nspeaking through me, to you. I\u2019m sorry, I believe I didn\u2019t get the chance to properly\nintroduce myself. My name is Andrea.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cMy name is Eva\u201d, she said as she slowly eased her hand toward mine, I felt a\ncertain fear and somewhat respect from her handshake. After we formally met, I\ntalked more about her grandfather, showing her different schemas that he was\nshowing me and described his character along with his life. Eva silently nodded,\nconfirming the messages I was giving to her. \u201cYour grandfather would also like to\napologize for giving all the inheritance to his daughter, completely leaving out his\nonly son.\u201d Once again Eva nodded her head: \u201cyes, it\u2019s all true. It completely ruined\nour family ties. Me and my cousins do not speak to each other until today due to his\nactions. But why does my grandfather want to resolve these problems now?\u201d \u2013 She\nasked. \u201cBecause, he is very sorry for it. On the other side, spirits do not possess any\nego anymore and they see things much differently, and well, he simply cannot\nforgive himself for it. The lack of forgiveness is keeping him stuck here between\nheaven and earth and thus keeping him from moving on towards the light. \u201cEva\nshook her head in shock and curiously asked: \u201cHow do you see him? How does he\nlook?\u201d \u201cSouls usually show me only what is important for you to know. It is usually\nsomething that is easy for their close ones to identify. Sometimes they show me\ntheir face. Other times they show me their hair, body figure or the clothing they wore.\nYour grandfather showed himself to me in a very elegant grey suit and remarked\nmischievously: \u201cA suit nice enough for church.\u201d Eva smiled and said: \u201cMy\ngrandfather used to walk around and collect donations during the Sunday masses.\u201d\n\u201cHe wants to say something else. He is saying that he really loves you and he\nalways has. He looks over you and your son. And he is sorry that the family\nrelations also had an influence on your marriage.\u201d Eva was moved, she added: \u201cYes,\nit did influence it. I\u2019m divorced now and I live alone with my son.\u201d At that point she\ncould no longer hold back her tears and gave me a hug. After that, we chatted for a\nwhile more which released many of the tensions coming from Eva\u2019s grandfather.\nAfter all, he kept me in the store more than one hour until I couldn\u2019t endure it\nanymore and had to give in and deliver the messages from him. Finally, I could\nfocus on my shopping, the actual reason for my visit to the shop that day. Or was it\nactually all wrong and the real reason I went to the second- hand store that day was\nbecause Eva\u2019s grandfather thought out the plan for me? Yes, everything is possible,\nI have stopped believing in coincidences a long time ago\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n