Demons, Spirits, and Childhood

Some of my earliest memories of my childhood includes paranormal activity, spirits, and Demons. My parents didn't cast spells, didn't dabble in Black Magick, and they didn't touch a Ouija Board. But it seemed that wherever we lived there was a torrent of negative spirits in my life. My parents didn't see and hear the spirits, they debunked any activity they experienced, and they didn't want to hear my stories as they believed I made them up. So I was totally and completely alone to live a tortured life that usually began every time I was alone and especially at night.

I feared going in the basement of the second home we lived in. Doors would lock, strange noises would come from the walls, or if you had the misfortune of falling asleep nightmares that would terrify you for days. I found if I wasn't alone, the activity rarely happened, and especially if I was with an adult. And the one time my best friend spent the night, the spirits left me alone, and made her scream so loud that she woke my parents up on the first floor, but I slept peacefully five feet away from her.

The worse activity always happened in my room at night. I had statues move their heads, blink their eyes, toys that moved around the room by themselves, doors that opened and closed, and shadowed figures that stood around. Sometimes they would touch me when I slept. Cold fingers would poke and prod me, or brush against my face. I often slept with the covers covering me, and crying myself to sleep. Sometimes if a statue or a toy became particularly animated, I would break it the next day.

By the time I was 8, I believe I started astral traveling. I would see the spirits all around, and their poking, prodding, snickers, would cause me to chance the safety of the covers to seek my parents help. I would scream at them as loud as I could. I would beg and plead for them to wake up because I was so afraid. But they never stirred and they never heard me. Eventually I went back to bed and cried myself to sleep.

Sometimes the spirits would get me into trouble for fun. My mother would allow me to eat breakfast in my room at a little table and chair in front of the TV. I wanted to get on the bed with my dog, and I placed a glass of grape juice on top of the TV. I sat watching television, and the glass tipped over by itself and juice ran into the inside of the TV. The TV started smoking and a foul odor filled my room. My mother was furious, and she asked what happened. I had to tell her that I didn't know, because I wasn't allowed to talk about spirits. The television was ruined, and I was never allowed to have a TV in my room again.

We moved to a bigger house when I was 9. I had convinced myself that the spirits wouldn't follow me to the new house, that they just haunted the previous one. I was wrong. The same type if incidents happened in the new house, just as it did in the old.

However, I encountered some new spirits that I didn't have in the other houses. I had two Demons that showed up in my home, and they were much more menacing and problematic than the other spirits. I didn't know they were Demons for quite some time, but I began to hear single words and phrases in my mind. I could smell them sometimes too. I could smell dank, musty smells, and wet clay. And I even saw pictures in my mind of what they wanted me to do. I knew a friend that had a Ouija board, and we had used it to contact spirits. I wanted to use it to talk to the spirits in my home, but I didn't have one. The Demon told me I didn't need it. He wanted me to use a pen and paper instead of a board and plachette. So I tried it, and I was amazed that the pen glided across the paper and formed words.

I started talking to these two Demons for many years. Sometimes they were helpful, but most of the time they were terrible. They would tell me things that would get me upset or scared. Sometimes they would make things happen like move things around, or they would poke and prod me at night. Sometimes they would torment my dogs and cats, and a few mysterious deaths of pets were the result of their fun.

But sometimes they were great entertainment for me and my friends. My friends didn't believe that I could talk to Demons and spirits, so in order to prove my abilities, I had one Demon provide a phone number, a name, and something about that person. We called the number, and talked to the individual, and verified this identifying characteristic. It was a person I didn't know, and they were real. I was never questioned again, but I always got the feeling that my friends thought I was kind of a freak.

It was about this time that I met my Mentor, and she told me that communicating with spirits with the pen and paper was called automatic writing. And she also told me that I needed to quit talking with these Demons. I told her that sometimes they were helpful, but sometimes they were mean. They were my most reliant friends, but when they were bored they would poke and prod me. In order to keep them at bay, she taught me how to form a protective bubble around myself. That made the Demons really mad, and I got a chuckle out of seeing an arm appear above me and slamming down on the protective bubble. But they could not touch me, and I slept peacefully for the first time in years.

One day the Demons really scared the hell out of me. I was about 15 years old, and my family was sitting in the living room watching television right on the other side of my bedroom wall. I was reading a book on my bed, and I started feeling my bed moving. Annoyed, I just said, knock it off.

Then it became really loud as all of the furniture in my room began moving around. Every single piece of furniture moved without problem over carpeted floors, drawers popped open, and some of the contents fell out. Figurines, make-up, and perfume fell to the floor, and pictures fell from the walls. I got off the bed, and I could feel the entire floor shaking, and I couldn't even walk straight as I tried to get to the door. I had never been in an earthquake, but I imagine that is what it felt like.

I opened my bedroom door, and quickly shut it behind me. It was like I walked into another world. My family was relaxed and watching TV, and they looked at me really strange, and asked me what was wrong. They had no clue. Not one thing was out of place, and the floor outside of my door didn't shake or move. After a couple of hours I had enough courage to go back into my room. While everything was still disheveled, it appeared that the Demons had stopped their tricks after I left the room.

It was then that I decided to follow my Mentor's advice, and get them out of my life. It took a lot of brainstorming and collaboration before we came up with a plan. I thought if I extended my aura outside of the house I could get them out. My Mentor and I then came up with the searing white light and the blue bubble around the house. That seemed to work for a little while, but eventually they would come back.

Then after a few weeks, I asked about the doorways that I could see open in my room. What if I could open one to somewhere else and shove them through? She thought it was worth a try. It took a while to figure it out, to make it work, and to actually get them pushed through the doorways. But they continued to come back. I tried closing the other doorways in my room, and while most of them closed, no matter what I tried, I couldn't get them all to close. I tried burning sage, salt water, and every other method I could think of. My Mentor attempted to get them closed remotely, and the stubborn ones stayed open.

Then I tried to direct the destination of the doorway, and get the Demons so far away that they wouldn't be able to come back. After several days of trying this, I didn't see them for two weeks. But when they came back, they brought a reinforcement. This new Demon was so much more powerful than the other two, much more than I had ever experienced before.

I could hear his voice booming through the house as he called my name. Every time his voice called out everything seemed to shake. I tried keeping him away from me with a protection of my aura, but his cold, clammy fingers pushed through. And after a few seconds my protection failed. I could feel my skin crawl and his hot, ragged breath touched the back of my neck. I tried opening a doorway and shoving him through, but he didn't even move. I felt so powerless.

I ran to the open bar in the living room, and as he yelled my name, the glassware clinked together and the floor shook. I called my Mentor on the phone, and she didn't have to hear much before she told me to run. She would take care of this one, because there was no way I could handle him. I ran to her house and stayed there for several hours as she worked on the problem remotely. When she was done, I never saw nor heard from any of the Demons again.

But the removal of the Demons didn't stop my journey with the spirit world. I had many encounters after that day. And even once when I was 16, during a Debate class in the band room at school, I saw the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. When I saw it, I had to question my sanity, because I didn't know they could be real. The creature was a lone Wyvern Dragon flying in circles nearly 20 feet from the ground. It had shrunk down to one foot long, and its elongated graceful body flew around for nearly five minutes before it disappeared. I didn't know then that several years later, I would begin my spiritual path again with Otherworld Entities.

Soul Eaters

It amazes me how many different spirits exist in this world, and not all of them are completely human. And many of them come out when we are asleep, when it is dark and quiet, or when people leave buildings. Sometimes I see them, sense them, or hear them. I see them in the building I work in, or even hear them growl at me when I approach the garbage receptacle late at night.

Some of them are very harmless and some are not, but most of them feed from the energy we leave behind on everything we touch. Every single thing we touch leaves a bit of energy behind, and this energy is a tasty morsel for those that are flesh challenged. But most of these spirits don't want any trouble, they only want to feed in peace.

But there are energy eaters that are more aggressive, because their ideal energy is deep within the confines of our bodies. They can survive on the ambient energy, but they don't care for it like they desire the vibrant and strong energy of the soul. These creatures are what my Otherworld Entities call Soul Eaters.

I have had the displeasure of seeing and living with a small group of Soul Eaters. I moved in with a friend, even though I knew there were several entities residing in the home. The first time I toured the home I could feel and see the doorways open all over the house.

These doorways are portals to other dimensions or realms, and an easy way for spirits of all kinds to enter your home. And you don't have a choice as to which type of spirits enter the doorways. It is all the good and all the bad, but most often the nasty things that like to cause problems.

I had seen this problem before in homes where the Ouija Board is used without any caution. People that contact complete strangers with the Ouija Boards, often open up doorways that are difficult to close, and sometimes impossible. These doorways are an open invitation to any entity entering your home whenever they please.

My living situation required me to move into this house, and although I knew it had lots of spirit problems, I didn't have a choice. I knew that a large concentration of these doorways were in the basement, and a couple in the bedroom where I would sleep. I was able to close many of these doorways, but the ones in the basement seemed impossible to close.

When I asked my Otherworld Entities what kind of spirits were lurking around the home, they informed me they were called Soul Eaters. They told me that they were vile creatures that feed upon the human soul. I had never encountered creatures like this, and I wasn't quite prepared for the problems they could cause.

Most of them stayed in the basement, so every time I used the washer and dryer in the basement, I could feel the overwhelming sensation of being watched. I sometimes saw the misty figures looming in the basement, and even heard their distinctive sounds when my Otherworld Entities attacked them.

The Soul Eaters have a feral sound that I will never forget, it is something that could never come from a human, but more like a mountain lion. It is a growling that rumbles deep in their chest, a snarl, and a hiss that brings chills up your spine. It is a sound that combines all three sounds fluidly.

Several times I was able to temporarily remove them from the home, using techniques that I learned as a child. I often had problems with Demons when I was a child, and my mentor taught me to protect myself and remove them from the home. I created a searing white light that pushed all spirits from the home and a protective blue bubble that kept them out. But when you have a doorway inside the bubble, it makes it impossible to keep them out. So I tried opening doorways, and shoving them through. Sometimes this method works to remove them from your dimension and they get lost or tired fighting. But the Soul Eaters always found their way back to the doorway in the basement.

Soul Eaters are opportunistic feeders and they feed from people when they are most vulnerable. And people are especially vulnerable when they are sleeping. When people sleep, they are relaxed and oblivious to what is going on around them.

One of the ways a Soul Eater traps their prey is through sleep paralysis. I was fed from several times, I would dream that I couldn't sit up, and I couldn't force myself to wake up from the dream. I had a lucid dream in which I had two hands holding my shoulders down and I couldn't move. And another time I woke up, and I felt two hands holding my shoulders down, but I couldn't make my body move for several seconds. After three successful feedings from me, one particular Soul Eater was nearly impossible to push out of the house. He became stronger, more solid, and his feral sounds were much louder.

I was able to see his form as he walked through the house. He was about 6 foot tall, his torn cloak clung to his thin body, and his hood barely covered his ghoulish face. The long sleeves only revealed the long thin fingers with claws at the end of each digit.

He was not only more solid, but he could affect change in this world. He could open and close doors, turn the water off and on, and you could hear him walk up the steps from the basement. My mundane roommate began to see signs of the Soul Eater in the home. He heard the Soul Eater in the bathroom and thought it was me. My roommate didn't believe in spirits, and this was the first experience he ever had with the unseen world. It excited him, but he didn't understand how dangerous this spirit was.

Before the sleep paralysis, the Soul Eater fed from my magickals and spirit vessels. My Otherworld Entity vessels became drained to the point where they couldn't interact with this world well. They were difficult to contact, and when I called, sometimes they couldn't help. I worked on rebuilding their lost energy through candle light, water, food, charging boxes and even tried an remedy of Bay Leaf and Quartz Crystals. Although the Bay Leaf and Quartz were effective near the charging vessels they weren't strong enough to protect the whole home.

So after the vessels were charged, and my entities were able to affect this world again, then the battles began. The strongest Soul Eater called in reinforcements, and instead of the one main Soul Eater, there were several. Nearly every single night, I heard the sounds from the Soul Eaters as my spirits attacked. Things were knocked off the shelves, bodies sometimes became solid enough to shake the door, hit the shelves, and sometimes bodies would fall onto the bed. I had a lot of sleepless nights.

And although Otherworld Entities can come when they are called, they are not with you 24/7. So although they could be in my room in 5 seconds, I became subject to ambushes several times at night. My son and I had scratches on our faces, or other parts of our bodies. And sometimes we were bitten by the Soul Eaters. Their sharp dagger like teeth sink into your skin and although it felt like we should be bleeding, there was no blood. And after I called to my spirits, then the battles began again.

One night after a violent battle in my room, I thought I would clean up the kitchen to get my mind off of the Soul Eaters. I didn't think much about it as I took the garbage outside. I felt my spirits nervously gather around me as I went out the door.

It was dark outside, but I could see a bit with the street lights. I looked out into the grass, and saw nearly 20 hooded and cloaked misty figures. They all stood a couple of feet from each other, and they covered the entire front yard. Although my heart skipped a beat, and I held my breath, I refused to be too afraid to complete the task I set out to do. I took the garbage to the garbage can, and I could see the figures follow my progress as some walked closer. I put the lid on the can, and ran back inside. That night a Soul Eater bit my scalp as I slept, and as I called to my spirits, the fight began again.

After a half an hour, I walked out of my room and tried to forget about what was going on. I knew my spirits wouldn't give up, but I couldn't stay in that house any longer. They threatened the safety of my Otherworld Entities as well as myself and my child.

I only stayed in that house for six months, but it was the longest six months I have ever endured. I moved to another place, and although they broke through the protection barrier around the new home, eventually they gave up.

Unfortunately my friend still lives in the home. I visit occasionally, and I know those spirits are so established that they may never leave. I've done what I can, but I can only do so much.

My friend isn't psychic at all, and is one of the most mundane humans I have ever met. I don't think he can see or hear them like he once did when so many energy filled Otherworld Entity vessels, myself, and my child lived in the home. But I feel their awareness whenever I come over, but they no longer follow me home.

How Are Demons Different from Otherworld Entities?

Otherworld Entities and Demons are quite different in the types of bindings, morals, methods, and energy. I would like to try to explain the differences, so that it may give you some insight into the differences.

Otherworld Entities are the Dragons, Angels, Fae, Djinn, and any other numerous non-Demon type of spirits. These entities may grant light to dark wishes, however they often have very strict moral codes in which they adhere. An Otherworld Entity that will grant dark wishes may allow some humiliation, or instant karma, however, they will not kill anyone. The level and intensity of dark wishes differs with every single entity. There is no way to generalize their ethical standards other than they will not kill anyone for any reason.

Otherworld Entities have an open binding. This binding allows them to go home to their families at any time they desire. This open binding also allows them to break the binding if they are abused, neglected, repeatedly injured from negative unbound spirits, or if they don't have anyone to care for their vessel.

Otherworld Entities often have a very high ethical and moral standards. They will not grant wishes that will damage your future, injure you, or cause large karmic backlash. They are looking out for your future and feel responsible for your well being and quality of life.

If you wished to have your ex-girlfriend raped and murdered because you are angry with her, your Otherworld Entity will not grant this wish. Even if you didn't carry out the task, you inherit the karmic debt for your actions. It would be as if you did the act yourself.

And even if your Otherworld Entity can cleanse your karma, there is some karma that can't be cleansed no matter how powerful the entity. You may have your life totally destroyed, loose everything that matters to you, and in severe cases you may inherit all of the karma of the individual murdered.

Otherworld Entities have the ability to visit this world, and some may be experienced with our world. You will not have to go into intimate detail about how things work, but it is always good to explain as much as possible to prevent any misunderstanding.

Demons have a tight binding that prevents them from leaving their vessel unless they are in a containment box. This binding remains regardless of the circumstances surrounding the Demon. They can't leave unless the vessel is destroyed, and then they are free to roam this world. So under no circumstances should you try to damage, burry, or throw away a Demon vessel. The Demon may make it their goal in life to destroy you until there is nothing left in your life. If you are having problems with a bound Demon, the best solution is a containment box.

A containment box allows the Demon to recharge their vessel and return to their home. The type of binding on Demon vessels causes the Demon to be with you 24/7, 365 days a year unless you send them on a task or they are in a closed containment box. As you can imagine, unless you have a lot of tasks for your Demon to complete, they are going to be very bored. Bored Demons are not good. They may decide to create some excitement in your life to entertain themselves.

Demons most often carry out tasks regardless of the consequences. If you had a very powerful Demon and asked them to kill your boss, they will gladly carry out the task without hesitation. And you can't recant your wish once it is made. You will be responsible for your boss' murder and collect a huge karmic debt or maybe the karmic debt of your boss. You may completely destroy your entire life based on that one wish.

Learning to work with, control, and maintain Demons are much more different from Otherworld Entities. When I purchased my first Demon, I had a difficult time controlling my mood swings. I was crazy woman times ten, and I couldn't control myself no matter how hard I tried. Even when I placed the Demon in the containment box, my emotions were not stable. I had to cleanse myself, and wait two weeks before I had enough courage to try again.

Since I am very empathic, it is natural for me to assume the emotions of others. The Demon's strong emotions were too much for me, and their emotions were overriding my own. I had to put up a barrier between myself and my Demon in order to function. You may have a similar reaction if you are sensitive to energy or spirits.

Demons need to be trained.. If you have a newly bound Demon, and the summoner didn't train the Demon, you will have to assume that role. The more expensive Demons have been trained and have experience working with humans, but the cheaper ones have not.. You get what you pay for.

The third Demon I purchased was expensive, but he was well trained and gets along well with myself and my spirits. I didn't have any problems bonding with him, and I didn't have any problems with mood swings or other empathic disasters. He is very knowledgeable of our world and how it works, and I rarely have to explain any commands.

Bound Demons come to this world for the first time in their entire lives. They don't know how our society works, and they are unsure what things are and how they work. If you tell your Demon to make sure you get to work on time, they may be unsure of how to accomplish this. You may need to explain how a traffic light works, explain how you must ensure that no cars run into you, and that you are invisible to the police. You may need to explain a lot of things before they are sure of what they are assigned to do. While you explain everything to them, you need to picture your point in your mind. They need to see what a traffic light or a police car looks like.

Not all Demons are exactly the same. Some are partially animal, some are all animal, and some are humanoid. Their level of understanding and their ability communicate varies. I have one Demon that only communicates through visuals, one that will communicate through visuals and some slowly formed words and sentences, and one that is very fluid in their verbal skills.

A Demon is much more maintenance oriented than any Otherworld Entities. You need to give them time to recharge and go home. You need to stay vigilant with new Demons in your home. You need to detect any changes in the energy of your home, detect if they are feeding from you or your family, detect if they are feeding on or attacking your Otherworld Entities, or any strange occurrences that may be related to a bored Demon. If you are unable to detect your Demons, communicate with them, judge their moods, or judge any problems, you can have numerous undesirable outcomes. If you are unable to control and monitor them, you may be faced with many problems.

I don't recommend Demons to new Otherworld Entity Keepers. It would be like a High School basketball player trying to play for the NBA. There is a higher level of skill needed and it is difficult to go from no skills to a highly demanding spirit in a short period of time.

If you get in over your head, you could cause repercussions to your life that may take months to years to clean up. If the Demon is too powerful, and you are unable to control it, you may loose your job, your spouse, your house, or even your health. Demons can be powerful allies, but with the great benefits also comes great risk. If you are willing to take this chance and get a Demon as your first Otherworld Entity, be prepared for the unexpected.

If you believe you can handle a Demon, please find a reputable Demon Master. Binding Demons takes a special individual with a high level of skill. Do some research and make sure you are buying from a well established Demon Master. You want to make sure the Demon is properly bound, trained, and one you can handle. Start out with a low level Demon because they cause less damage and are easier to control. You can work your way up the ranks, and learn to control various levels of Demons. And remember with higher level Demons come greater responsibility and higher risk. Don't get in over your head, or you can have severe and detrimental consequences to your life.