{"id":481,"date":"2021-02-02T13:50:48","date_gmt":"2021-02-02T12:50:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.spiritmediumandrea.sk\/?p=481"},"modified":"2025-07-14T18:32:42","modified_gmt":"2025-07-14T16:32:42","slug":"chlapec-bez-tvare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.spiritmediumandrea.sk\/en\/chlapec-bez-tvare\/","title":{"rendered":"THE FACELESS BOY (Part 1)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"translation-block\">It had been the fourth year that I\u00a0was working in Natalies home. Her and her family were a\u00a0huge\nanchor of support for me from the very beginning, I simply never felt only as an employee but\nalso as a part of their family. Natalie had two sons; Jonathan was the eldest, 23 and had just\nfinished his bachelor\u2019s degree the year prior with a major in Chemistry and English. He applied\nfor medical school but sadly did not make the cut, so took a year off from school to help his\nparents with their family business with the hopes to try his luck again the next year. His younger\nbrother by three years, Michael had just finished high school; it was always such a joy to watch\nthem succeed, they were not only brothers but best friends alike. Jonathan was a huge role model\nfor Michael in pretty much every way, he was well liked in school, excelled with his studies and\nloved sports. One of this favorite sport had been wrestling, which Michael later got involved with\nas well, thanks to his brother. Their house was always filled with their laughter and brotherly joy,\nthey often fooled around and wrestled \u2013 as any other brothers do. Me and Natalie often times\ntalked about life and about the things I was interested in and what I did in my free time; the way I\nfelt energies and could diagnose illness or other health problems and the fact that I was able to\ncommunicate with the souls of the deceased. When Natalie happened to be once in a while, she\nalways enjoyed listening to my stories and experiences with the other side, she spent however\nmost of her days in the office working. She was very overworked and almost always took her\nwork home with her.,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-28f84493 wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-video is-provider-youtube wp-block-embed-youtube wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe title=\"HEART of GOLD\" width=\"800\" height=\"450\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/TuRhJYs2yuk?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"translation-block\">One evening, I remember I\u00a0was cleaning my myself from negative energies and harmonizing my\nenergetic centers, when I had a vision. After finishing my courses in energy healing at a healing\ninstitute in Florida, cleansing myself had become a daily task, during which I sometimes received\ndifferent visions, many of them not being of positive content. The one I had that evening was\nimmensely strong. It was almost like a live dream and I was in the middle of the happening and\nthe action. Within a few split seconds I saw what seemed to be a video of a car crash flash before\nmy eyes. Three cars were totaled. In the speed of it all I could not really specify what was\nhappening, and then I suddenly noticed a white car hurtling at me. In the effort to avoid the\nmultiple car accident, the white car lost control of the steering making it swiftly turn, changing its\ndirection and flying straight toward me. I felt a sharp blow to the front of my body. It took my\nbreath away and almost seemed as if my soul had jumped out of my body at that moment. I\nstarted gasping for breath, but I felt like I was dying. I tried to breathe one more time, but it didn&#039;t\nwork ...I felt the end was coming, it frightened me to my core. I immediately stopped the\ncleansing thus ending the vision. I swear I felt as if I had been glued to my chair, the air lingered\nwith a tragedy fast approaching\u2026..<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Around the same time the next day, I retreated to my room again for purification and meditation.\nThe initial fear of yesterday&#039;s shock was slowly fading. I wanted to know more details about the\nmysterious accident. A few minutes into the meditation, when my hands were in the area of my\nthird eye, the vision started again. This time, I found myself in a hospital, more precisely in a\nmorgue. On the table laid a motionless body covered with a tarp, a part of me couldn\u2019t help but to\nwonder but the other was afraid of revealing the truth. \u2018What if it&#039;s a loved one? Can I handle to\nknow the truth now?\u2019A lot of question marks started popping into my head. I carefully uncovered\nthe corner of the tarp and saw strands of blond hair. At the same moment, my fears overcame me\nagain. I let the tarp go, wanting the secret to remain undiscovered. However, the initials of the\nname &quot;R and K&quot; flashed before my eyes. My mind immediately started projecting a list of names\nof people I know. I flipped through it at cosmic speed, begging in my mind that the grim reaper\nwould not come to collect anyone in the family. Fortunately for me, I could not find a match,\nwhich reassured me considerably and for the mean time, I could breathe. However, I continued to\ngo through the list of friends and acquaintances that might be considered. I stopped at a high\nschool classmate whose first and last name sat, but not the hair color. Janko had dark hair and the\nboy from my vision had blonde hair. I seemed to be at a dead end. My thoughts suddenly shifted\nto the ringing tone of an incoming call. It was my niece \u013dubka from Slovakia. It interrupted my\nsearch along with the concerns that the vision was about someone close to me. We talked with\n\u013dubka for a while, I asked her if she knew of anyone with a name matching the initials but\nneither of us have been able to solve the mystery so far. I ended the debate with the words: &quot;What\nis meant to happen will happen and sooner or later we will know the truth ...&quot;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"translation-block\">It was now mid-February and two weeks had passed since the last vision with the car accident.\nSince nothing had happened since then, I started becoming more relaxed and stopped paying so\nmuch attention to it. I put the dishes away in Natalie&#039;s kitchen and looked out the window. Nature\nin Florida looked beautiful all year round, everything beautifully blooming. One advantage of a\nFloridian winter was low humidity, much more bearable than in summer. During the summertime\nin South Florida, one felt like in a steaming hot sauna if you weren\u2019t at the beach to refresh\nyourself, or in a cool, air-conditioned space. I was suddenly interrupted by an unpleasant pressure\non my chest, which gradually gained strength. My heart started beating louder and faster, my left\nhand began to tingle. &quot;What&#039;s going on?&quot; I asked myself. Sometimes I forgot the other side was\ncalling me and while at the time this happened only sporadically, it was enough to frighten me. I\nstarted to contemplate about what was happening to me. But the voice that came to me quickly\nled me astray. &quot;Don&#039;t worry. You&#039;re fine.&quot; Along with the utterance, he turned my attention to the\nphoto on the coffee table which was visible from the kitchen. The photo was of Natalie as a little\ngirl along with her parents and siblings.\nMy gaze was immediately drawn to Natalia&#039;s father, who was staring at me from the photo. I\nstudied the photo for a while, when suddenly a loud thud came from Jonathan&#039;s room. &quot;I guess\nhe&#039;s finally got up,&quot; I decided, paying no more attention to the movement in his room. Just then, I\n\nbegan to feel lightheaded and the room started spinning, grabbing the kitchen counter for support\nand tried to concentrate on my breathing. I was trying to figure out my sudden change of being;I\nknew that Jonathan like to smoke from time to time \u2013 not only cigarettes. A while back when I\nwas cleaning his bathroom, I discovered three pots of suspicious looking plants. The next day\nthey were gone of course, Natalie had made quite the spectacle because of them. \u2018So, it will\nprobably be those cigarettes and the fact that I am sensitive to energy, I must have caught on to\nit\u2019. I tried to justify my sudden change of state somehow logically. Natalie&#039;s dead father, who was\nstill there, interrupted all my efforts again. He held his head in his palms and slowly shook it\nfrom left to right. &quot;What&#039;s the matter? What do you want to tell me? And why did you come? &quot;I\nbombarded him with questions. He lifted his head from his hands and sighed,&quot; Jonathan ... &quot;From\nthe tone of his voice, there was great fear which I didn&#039;t understand ... &quot;What about Jonathan?\nWhy are you worried about him? &quot;I kept asking him.&quot; He&#039;s on the wrong path, &quot; Natalie&#039;s father\nfinally replied, shaking his head worriedly. However, when he didn&#039;t answer my other questions,\nI stopped enjoying the communication. I had to almost literally pull information from him, he\nwasn&#039;t as talkative. &quot;I don&#039;t have all day to waste trying to get some answers from you,&quot; I said\nirritably and sent him away. I was sure that came to me worried about Jonathans smoking and\nspending all hours of the night out of the house. I thus concluded the reason for his visit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>One day, less than three weeks after this unusual visit, Jonathan decided to stay home. Something\ninside me made me talk to him. I didn&#039;t see him often because he was always going to help his\nparents with their business. He was a very nice boy, tolerant, of a quieter nature, and I was often\nfascinated by the quotes he glued to the wall when he cleaned his room. &quot;Interesting soul,&quot; I\nthought as I read them. I spoke to him that day. Many times before, Jonathan had heard\nconversations about the spiritual world that I had with his mother. For the past two weeks,\nhowever, he had been walking around with his head bowed and his eyes fixed on the ground. He\ndeliberately avoided my gaze. At that time, I still didn&#039;t understand why. That one moring howver\nI\u00a0had the feeling I\u00a0finally needed to talk with him, I\u00a0came into the kitchen where he was having\nbreakfast, readi ng something in his phone. &quot; I have a question for you, may I? &quot; He looked up at\nme with his beautiful big blue eyes and replied, a little surprised, &quot;Yes, of course.&quot;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&quot;I need to ask you if you know which way you have decided to go and what you plan to do next.&quot;\nHe looked at me in surprise, certainly not expecting such a question. &quot;No, I don&#039;t know. I&#039;m still\nthinking about it.&quot; There was indecision in his voice. &quot;I&#039;m asking you because something inside is\npushing me to this conversation, the heavens are nudging me to tell you that you are a very\nmature, artistic soul and you have a talent for writing.\u201dHe looked at me even more in\nastonishment. As if I revealed what he had just eaten without seeing him.&quot; Do it, you have it in\nyou, &quot;I continued. &quot;But at the same time, I heard from your mother that you would like to study\nmedicine. If you can, focus on children, maybe the pediatrics department. I can&#039;t tell you why\nnow, but I see a lot of children around you ... &quot;After saying the last sentence, I fell silent.Sparks\nsuddenly appeared in his eyes, as if you put a log into an extinguishing fire and replied in a\n\npleased voice, &quot;Okay, please tell them thank you for the message and I will think about it.&quot; I\nsmiled and went to the next room to finish my work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was Friday, the fourth of March. As the last work activity before the free weekend, I chose\nironing. I set the ironing board in the hallway and played soft music on my phone. Suddenly, a\nfigure of Jonathan emerged in the hallway with a large black bag slung over his shoulder. He\nused to take him with him when he went to the gym. He approached me and I felt as if someone\nhad hit me on the head again. I couldn&#039;t say a normal continuous sentence in English. As\nJonathan put on his shoes, I quickly recovered. I said goodbye to him and wished him a nice\nweekend. I didn&#039;t understand what was going on. I looked behind him as he closed the door\nbehind him. At that moment, I felt a strangely sad feeling. As my workdays was just about to\nfinish, my mind came up with ideas and plans to spend a beautiful weekend with my loved ones\nat home. I quickly drove the unknown feeling of sadness into a corner. On the way home,\nhowever, the feeling returned. I entered the house, said hello to my husband and children, and\nheaded for the kitchen and started putting away the groceries in silence. From my facial\nexpression and a few heavy sighs, my husband noticed that something was happening to me. &quot;I&#039;m\nsorry Rudy, I don&#039;t know what this is about, but I feel very strange. Feelings of anxiety, fear,\npanic and great sadness were alternating within me. Maybe I pulled some bad energy from the\nstore on myself. &quot;I explained to my husband. Sometimes a stray soul came to me in the store from\ntime to time, which needed help. But this time it was different.&quot; I&#039;m going to clean up and lie\ndown for a while. &quot; I apologized for my strange behavior and headed for the bedroom. I went in,\nlit candles, and began to pray. My condition did not change all afternoon or evening. When it\nlasted until the next day, I went to the gym, trying to change the conditions and atmosphere. After\na few hours, it finally let go, and a relaxing weekend with the family could begin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"translation-block\">It was now Monday morning, and I was just driving to work. As I got to the driveway of her\nhome, I noticed many cars. Usually no one was in their house at this time as they usually left for\nwork before I arrived. Today, in addition to their cars, there was the car of Jonathan&#039;s best friend\nChristopher. I entered the house, took off my jacket and sneakers, and walked slowly into the\nkitchen. The house was unusually quiet; Natalie was sitting at a table in the living room, writing\nsomething. Christopher came out of Jonathan&#039;s room. In the next room, I also saw Michael. I\nwalked over to Natalie and interrupted her writing. &quot;Good morning, Natalie,&quot; I said. &quot;If you don&#039;t\nneed me here today because you&#039;re dealing with some family matters, I don&#039;t have a problem\ncoming until tomorrow.&quot; Natalie stopped writing. She placed the pen on the table in an unusually\nslow motion and said in a low voice, &quot;Stay, we&#039;ll need you. Many people will come to the house\nall week. Jonathan died in a car accident on Saturday morning. &quot;\nThe news were shocking to me, I felt my legs break under me as I climbed into a chair. &quot;Natalie,\nmy question may sound weird, but I want to ask you about your father.\u201d \u2013 I asked very quietly\n\u201dWas your father quieter, less talkative in life?&quot; She looked at me in surprise and nodded.\u201dAnd\n\ndid your father die of a heart attack? &quot; my heart pounding like a bell now. &quot;Yes, my father died of\na heart attack,&quot; she looked at me with even more astonishment, waiting for an explanation that\nwould make sense of my questions. She didn&#039;t understand how I could possibly know all of this.\nTears welled up in my eyes and I exclaimed in a shaky voice: \u201cI had a feeling but I didn&#039;t want to\nbelieve it. I felt something was going to happen. Your father came to warn me about three weeks\nago. But I didn&#039;t want to listen to him. I didn&#039;t want to accept what he was trying to suggest to\nme.&quot;She looked at me quietly with pain in her eyes. &quot;I&#039;m sorry. I&#039;m so sorry. Maybe I should have\ndone something,&quot; I continued to apologize ... \u201cDon&#039;t blame yourself, it&#039;s not your fault,&quot; she\ninterrupted my remorse in an exhausted voice. She then proceeded to describe the course of the\naccident to me, which she read from the police report. The first car lost control of its steering on\nthe highway, crashed into a central dividing wall which divided the two directions, blocking the\ntwo left lanes. Two other cars, which could not avoid the scene, crashed into the first. One of\nthose cars belonged to Jonathan. However, at that point nothing had happened to anyone.\nAll the passengers got out of the cars and waited on the security sidewalk for the police to\narrive. At that moment, a fourth car rushed at them at an uncontrollable speed. The driver, who\nwas under the influcence of alcohol and drugs, did not manage to notice the blocked road in time.\nAt the last minute, in an effort to avoid a collision with vehicles, he jerked the steering wheel to\nthe left, picking up all five people standing on the safety sidewalk. Four of them were dead on the\nspot. Jonathan was among them. The fifth person survived the accident, but succumbed to his\ninjuries a\u00a0few days later. The car that killed them was white \u2013 just like the one I\u00a0saw in my vision.\nThen everything snapped at me. My two visions: from the scene of the accident, from the autopsy\nroom and the blond hair I saw under the tarp ... That&#039;s exactly the hair Jonathan had. Also the\ninitials of the name R. K.\u201d belonged to him. They only showed me his middle name, which was\nRoland, and confused me in my search. I\u00a0think it should have been that way, I\u00a0simply wasnt\nsupposed to know what would happen. What could I\u00a0have done to change the outcome?\nGradually, I also began to feel the origin of the state of affliction,which ultimately led to his\ndeath. I\u00a0didnt realize that I\u00a0had been feeling it when I\u00a0was in his presence the last two weeks\nbefore his death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I perceive the other side energetically-telepathically. I see the dead along with certain\nmessages from them with my inner vision. When they want to show me something, they refer me\nto numbers, symbols or shapes. Only then did I realize with horror that I had felt the angel of\ndeath with him in the last days. His presence always confused and embittered me. I began to feel\nguilty. Should I have done something when the other party talked to me and tried to warn me?\nCould I have prevented his death in some way? All of these questions burdened me for the next\nfew months ...<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>(Names of the actual characters in the story were changed in order to protect their privacy and\nidentity)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Source cover photo:&nbsp;<a href=\"http:\/\/pinterest.com\/\">pinterest.com<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Pracovala som v Nataliinom dome u\u017e \u0161tvrt\u00fd rok. Ona a jej rodina mi boli od sam\u00e9ho za\u010diatku ve\u013ekou oporou. Nec\u00edtila som sa len ako zamestnanec, ale aj ako \u010dlen ich rodiny. Natalie mala dvoch synov. Star\u0161\u00ed, 23 ro\u010dn\u00fd Jonathan, pred rokom \u00faspe\u0161ne ukon\u010dil bakal\u00e1rske \u0161t\u00fadium so zameran\u00edm na ch\u00e9miu a angli\u010dtinu. 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