The Devil’s Exorcism

 

Long gnarled horns protruding from his sinister head, hooves dripping with blood and evil. Hot red skin that enjoys and absorbs the heat that oozes from the torrid depths of hell. Whips slash and echo in the caverns of hate and the embers of fire burn unceasingly never allowing the ash to form. Cries of pain and unending torture reverberate off the walls of eternal agony.

The devil has long since been the nemesis of the light and goodness in the world. Born from the pages of the most ancient best seller, his plague of existence has been the bane of our mortal fears for thousands of years. His minions create terror in our conscious and subconscious for fear they will erode and devour our soul, consuming our very material reality and forever owning our soul.

He has been bestowed with many an alias over the centuries, from Lucifer to Satan to Beelzebub and Belial, all spark fear and terror in the hearts and souls of those who give him credence.

Religion and the bible maintain that specific rules, regulations and general moral attitudes must be strictly followed or the consequences will be a dire and horrible eternal existence with this monstrosity. A tyrannical and morbidly petty god from above will banish his beloved children’s souls forever to suffer their disobedience against him.

Why do humans inflict this sort of thinking and belief system upon themselves simply because a book told them so?

Imagine yourself back in the time of Greek mythology when there was a specific god for nearly every element and force in nature. The gods of fire, war, water, earth and sun. The Greeks had well over thirty major gods not to mention the vast array of minor gods and goddesses. By today’s standards, these whimsical storybook gods of old are considered obsolete and even silly, but the people of that timeframe believed with all of their hearts and souls in these fairytale archetypes. Imagine yourself trying to explain to them about your own vastly different belief system and how they may react.

Now picture yourself a thousand or more years in the future, do you think the beliefs and ideals of this new era will vastly disagree with your own era’s? Do you think a highly evolved society will have a more advanced and logical state of awareness.

It’s a very distinct probability that they will have conquered the ideas and concepts of the twenty first centuries fears and mass illusions of an evil underlord.

In regards to exorcisms and demonic minions who possess the unwilling human soul, consider this, babies and animals never seem to ever be afflicted with this atrocity. The apparent possessions and horrific experiences of demonic infliction seem to only resonate with those at a certain level of consciousness.

A baby for example has no verbal capabilities nor understanding of judgement, bibles or demons until a much later age. Animals have no comprehension whatsoever of any moral or restrictive bylaws, therefore do not qualify as possession potentials for the wayward demon. A victim must have verbal understanding and self awareness for the darkness to be able to manipulate them. They prey on the weak who have been taught to only think or act with permission.

The devil is merely a late night fable told by those who wish to control the masses by fear and restriction. Enlightenment and positive self awareness is the only cure for the malady of dis-ease of society.

Copyright Danielle Lee All Rights Reserved 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Haunted By the Living

 

As twilight nears, the natural instinct for slumber is initiated within the human body. Nestling deep within the peaceful confines of one’s cradle of relaxation, a journey into the subconscious is about to commence.

The human soul was never to be permanently imprisoned by the mortal flesh for the entirety of the gestation on earth. Dreaming and astral escape while the body lie dormant for bountiful hours is crucial to the health and happiness of the soul. Returning temporarily to our home realm on the other side, we subconsciously cross over nightly utilizing our physical unconscious state.

Many people dream of communicating and visiting with departed loved ones, assuming it is merely an illusion caused by the subconscious and imaginative mind. Many times, it is the true, ethereal soul in which you perceive as your former loved one. Through dreams, spirits can directly communicate with you due to the harmonious blending of the realms within dream state.

Astral projection is the literal freeing of the soul from it’s corporeal and carnal confinement. Some people can manifest this blissful and freeing phenomena simply by meditating. Many, like myself, have experienced this release simply by accident or coincidence, but remain aware and cognizant of the adventure.

Vast populations are completely unaware during or afterwards that they have left their bodies at all.

Ghosts are surmised by the masses to be deceased individuals that desire a completion of task on earth. Whether that be revenge for their murder, a message to loved ones or simply a pining for their former existence. In a constant state of limbo, many believe that these beings are either not aware of the living around them or that they aggravate and annoy those on the earthly realm. There is another type of ghost.

Those in the dream state often claim very real and tangible locations where they’ve encountered their unconscious storylines. Some have dreamt of homes that they resided in previously and some have encountered homes in which they believe to be an elaborate fabrication of their mind.

It could be hypothesized that many individuals are truly exiting their physical body while in a deep sleep and traveling many distances potentially having their comatose excursion in an existing environment here on earth. Many of the assumed apparitions and paranormal activity could then literally be caused by a living, yet unaware, individual.

Upon awakening, the person dreaming may well assume that the dream they just experienced last night was an exceptionally lucid and realistic dream.  In reality though, they may well have wandered precariously through one of their former residences where they may have imprinted their energy or caused a ghostly mystery within the home.

Next time you vividly recall a dream after a peaceful night’s slumber, consider where you may have gone that evening and who might have experienced you as an entity.

Death at the Door

David was a bright young man in his mid-teens.  Full of musical talent and dreams of someday forming a famous rock band.  He had a particularly interesting and unique fashion taste with pierced lips, long black jackets and hair draping past his shoulders. 

David’s family accepted his eccentric ways even though his parents were devout Catholics.  Everyone saw past David’s interesting look and accepted him as the unique individual he was, but David had a secret.

He had been dabbling, unbeknownst to everyone, with the taboo practices of Satanism.  One evening, his perspective on the potential hazards of teasing the supernatural would surface with a frightening visit.

While in his room, late one night, he strummed his guitar while sitting back on his bed.  His bed faced the door to the basement stairs.  His door was wide open and he was contently tinkering with a new song.

Suddenly David felt a very cold draft and an eerie sensation.  He felt a presence in the doorway and looked up towards the door.  There, to his horror, was a very large cloaked entity.  He couldn’t see the face hiding behind the black hood, just a black abyss.  The entity was so tall it nearly reached the top of the door frame, it simply hovered there, arms folded, glaring at David.

Panic stricken and heart thumping, he threw his pillow and screamed at the creature only to have the pillow go right through the terrifying shadow man. 

David’s father came rushing downstairs after hearing his son’s cries and after he rounded the corner towards David’s room, the creature vanished. 

David explained frantically what had happened and both prayed on their knees, bible in hand, for many, many hours.  Needless to say, David steered clear of any Satanist ideals after that.

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The Quickening

As the cocoon opens exposing the delicate and fragile wings of the metamorphic butterfly, a new life begins. Full of wonder and exploration, the fluttering pulse of the wings creates a new reality and existence.

The shift of mortal consciousness from three dimensional existence to fourth dimensional is a transition of the soul’s awareness. Awakening from a deep sleep of earthly realities to a wondrous world of ascension and spiritual cognition.

Like the gentle stirrings of a fetus in the protective and nurturing womb, the baby slowly becomes more self aware and accepting of its new surroundings. The very idea of the baby’s birth is but a concept that it can neither comprehend nor prepare for. Though the infant’s birth is but a mystery to its current awareness, the birth is a natural and instinctive reality.

Earth’s delicate veil of spiritual secrecy has begun it’s transformation of enlightenment. Not unlike the infant, we are approaching the next stage of our gestation. The conception and labour have almost been completed, the birth of our advanced awareness is approaching. The awakening of the matrix of earthly souls has commenced to advance the human race to the next level of evolution.

All societies at some stage of development must alter their perceptions to further advance their race. Nature and ethereal interventions gently nudge the souls towards the acceptance of the new realizations. Advancement is necessary to provide the society with spiritual opportunities and education of the soul.

Many messengers have been sent to aid in the potentially confusing transition and resistance to new concepts. Gentle souls that have volunteered to act as divine teachers of the new age. They have many names, Indigos, Crystal children and Lightworkers are just some of the labels given to those who are selflessly giving to humanity their knowledge and compassion of the spiritual awakening.

To advance to a society that can adopt new realizations such as respect of the earth, abolishment of war and tolerance of one another, we must accept the evolutionary advance.

For some, the change may be painless and comforting, for others who have many doubts and mistrusts, it may be very difficult and confusing. Those who have been led astray by man’s ideals and traditions may fail to understand and believe new concepts and ideas of peace. People who have been taught to think and believe only with permission may have the most difficulty understanding the truth.

Those who cannot accept the new spiritual growth do not see how the society that we live in, wrought with violence and greed, can be the result of the oppression of self awareness and higher consciousness. By suppressing the natural and instinctive curiosity and desire for spiritual growth, the earth that we exist in now is dying.

We live in a society that punishes and restricts those who love the same sex. We exist in a world where the color of another’s skin determines them lesser or undesirable. Judgment of another is not only accepted, but promoted. The vast majority of earth truly believes that we live beneath a god that is tyrannical and petty, deciding his children’s post mortem destination on how well they lived their lives and how obediently they followed an ancient memoir.

The quickening is the spiritual pulse of the divine that reverberates throughout the network of souls in the universe. When the time arrives for our infant society to awaken and be reborn into the next realm of enlightenment, the messengers of our new destiny will stir with intent to lead all earthly souls out of the dark womb of the old awareness, into the awakening of the new consciousness.

Copyright Danielle Lee 2008 All Rights Reserved

Inspirational Quotes

Sit not in fascination of another, but stand in revered awe of yourself.  Danielle Lee

Try not to become a man of success but a man of value.
Albert Einstein

Happiness resides not in posessions and not in gold; the feeling of happiness dwells in the soul.
Democritus

There is only one person who could ever make you happy, and that person is you.
David Burns, Intimate Connections

When I want to read a novel, I write one.
Benjamin Disraeli

You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life
Winston Churchill

Anyone who has never made a mistake
has never tried anything new.
Albert Einstein

Imagination is more important than knowledge.
Albert Einstein

Can you tell I really like Einstein. 

Never Alone

 

I lived up north in Canada for many years. During a large portion of this time, I lived out on an acreage in an older house that apparently had it’s own unseen residents.

The land and area however, were very rich with history indeed. I believe that many of the occurrences had to do partly with residual energy and a restless spirit that wandered about the area.

It was a beautiful piece of land. Ten treed acres with outbuildings, flowers and a pond. The house however, as large as it was, was a disaster. I was more than a little nervous about the house, from a distance it looked okay, but up close….not so great.

Part of the house had no siding whatsoever and to make things worse, there were resident squirrels happily making a home in-between the brittle boards and the insulation. Inside, matters did not get better. The paint was bright and done maybe twenty years before, when lime green and electric blue were popular. A lot of the house was done in dark peach as well, needless to say, it needed a paint job desperately.

The carpet in the living room was indoor/outdoor carpet, also a quarter of a century old and pretty grimy. The kitchen had old, dark green linoleum that was stapled down in spots where it had started ripping and rolling up. There was an old, dank cold room where dust had resided for a very, very long time. The trap door to the crawl space was in there and had a very eerie feeling about it.

This was just the downstairs, the real terror lie upstairs.

I suppose the upstairs wasn’t too bad, except for the eccentric blue paint and lack of carpet, there was just plywood. I just tried to pretend it was hard wood flooring.

When we first moved in, we discussed the fix ups we would make and I looked forward to that.

From the first few days though, I realized that not all was okay with this humble little abode, especially the master bedroom. It seemed bright and sunny during the day, with it’s hand made closets and dark peach walls, but I always had the feeling I was being watched in that room.

My boyfriend at the time worked away from home, so very often I was by myself in this large, antiquated home. I had my wonderful protector though, a beautiful, faithful collie named Shelby. She never left my side and she always slept on the floor beside the bed at night.

Years went by without much to report, just this odd watching feeling throughout, but mostly in the master bedroom. Sometimes, late at night, it literally felt as though it was glaring at me through the darkness.

The circumstances all changed when I got pregnant, that’s when the activity really started up. Things would go missing and turn up exactly where I had looked only moments before. Sometimes I would have looked in the same spot over and over, knowing that that was exactly where I had left something, and later, in tears, finding it where I had already looked.

I would feel terrible, threatening sensations in the bedroom, almost evil, as though something hated me. There were feelings throughout the house though, where you just never felt alone, like in the shower or when your back was turned.

After my daughter was born, things went alright for a while, then I started hearing things. Not subtle things either, slamming doors, very clear voices talking throughout the house and finding items moved everywhere.

One summer, my sister, only twelve years old, wanted to watch a certain movie, which happened to be in our upstairs bedroom. I told her where it was and she promptly went upstairs to retrieve it. I could hear her walking down the hall upstairs towards the bedroom, I heard her thumping across the room, then all of the sudden, I heard her rush out the room, run down the hall and down the stairs.

Of course, annoyed she might wake the baby, I questioned her crossly why she was being so noisy. She said, and I’ll never forget this, “Dani, I hate your room, it watches me.”

My stomach dropped and I felt myself pale, for the first time, I realized what this might be. I had validation.

The biggest event for me was one night I woke up in a cold sweat, alone, my boyfriend was gone to work. I couldn’t see through the pitch black of the room, but I could feel something there, glaring at me through the darkness. I shook and trembled with fear. I started to cry as I felt it near me, and lean in towards me. Shelby was outside, so I was facing this completely alone. Or was I?

This was the turning point in my life, I prayed, for the first time in my life, I really prayed. I always prayed to something, God, Jesus or angels, but for silly flippant and ridiculous things, “God, please help me lose twenty pounds.” or “Jesus, I promise I’ll never take your name in vain again if you give me such and such.” Stupid little lies to Him, I didn’t know any better until that time.

I whispered through shaking lips as this entity drew closer, oozing with hatred and malice, I prayed, “Please, please help me.” Without hesitation, there it was, some unseen force had wrapped his loving arms around me, shielding me from the evil presence. Never before had I experienced so much love, so much sensation, so much light.

As I felt these arms embrace my soul, every cell in my body seemed to fill with light and love. He, as I felt it was male, hugged me with a love that I had never known. I had met one of my angels, I now know his name to be Perseus, but back then, I had very little knowledge of spirituality and ‘the other side’. Seems like a million years ago.

As soon as I was embraced, I was calm, all fear dissipated, the evil entity left the room and I fell into the most tranquil sleep I’ve ever known.  The next morning, upon awakening, I instantly recalled the hug and I cried with happiness and relief, knowing that forever more, I was never alone.

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Psychic Sadness

With the blessing of any gift comes responsibility and burdens.   One of the most unfortunate consequences of being bestowed with psychic ability is the judgment and misunderstanding from others.  Strangers automatically assume that you are a charlatan or hoax.  Religious groups condemn you as a witch or satanist.  But most unfortunate of all is the behavior and denial of friends and family. 

Recently, I was informed by a friend that I’ve known for almost twenty years that she would not read or support any of my work because it goes against the bible.  As I completely understand any individual’s belief system and prerogative, I can’t help but feel slighted by a person, claiming to be my friend, who before even reading my work could condemn me so abruptly.

It’s alarming to say the least that a person could be so blinded by a book written and interpreted by imperfect men.  The bible is full of wonderful moral tradition and fantastic symbolic stories.  Jesus had many tremendous and compelling journeys, all rich with spiritual analogies and enlightenment.  The bible or Jesus’s teachings, however, was not intended to be a tool used for judgment or condemnation against those who choose not to follow in the footsteps of Jesus.  As great and wonderful as he was, not all of us have to support the resulting fellowships that ensued after he perished.

Many of us choose our own paths to enlightenment.  No matter what path a person chooses, the destination is the same.  Whether Atheist, Mormon, Satanist or Catholic, God does not have a preference when it comes to welcoming his children home.  The physical body is but a temporary school of enlightenment, the educational path is up to the individual.

One of the saddest paths, in my opinion, is the one that has been blinded by an institution that seems to require constant proof and initiation.  Jumping through metaphorical hoops and living by rules sustained by an ancient book of misinterpretation.  If it hasn’t been misinterpreted, then why are there so many versions?

Our soul, a direct link to God, directs us in the paths that we need to learn from.  Why would he have given us all free will, the ability to choose or have made so many of us if He wanted us all to be the same? 

Psychics are simply messengers and spiritual guidance counsellors.  Though the name and reputation of psychics have been dragged through the mud over the centuries due to greed and manipulations of some, there are many on earth that are faithful spiritual servants.  They are not better or worse by any standards than anyone else.  Everyone has the potential to hear their soul speak and connect with other souls, it’s just that some people have adapted that ability more efficiently.  Some people are born with exemplary intelligence or physical attribute, some are born to guide others into enlightenment.

So, in light of my friend’s resistance to my mission to help those who need help, I myself have faced yet another obstacle in the great path of my own journey to enlightenment.  My choice though is to learn from her rejection and hope to assist others with the pain of rejection from loved ones.  These types of lessons can only be gifts bestowed to me in the form of sadness to better enable me to understand the woes and trials of others.