You Have No Power Over Me!

When I was 19 I moved to Reno, to be near my family. I stayed with my mother and grandmother while I was looking for my own apartment.

The first night I was there I knew something was very wrong. The apartment had a strange and unnatural atmosphere. My grandmother seemed very strange and spacey while my mother seemed very angry and frustrated. They showed me strange spots in my grandmother's room that looked like the carpet had been burned. My grandmother had commented that it looked as though those burns had been slowly coming up from beneath the carpet. Grandma never had any matches or candles and never lit things, so I know the strange melted spots didn't come from her.

I was laying on the couch, trying to get to sleep and the darkest entity I have ever experienced in my life came into the room. The whole atmosphere changed. It became "darker" and heavier. It felt like something very large taking up space. The atmosphere suddenly became so oppressive and I felt so threatened that I began to panic. I couldn't move and I didn't know what to do, when suddenly, a scene from the movie 'Labyrinth' came to mind. In it a girl faces a greater force that has dominated her life and she states, "You have no power over me."

I decided to give it a try and said to the entity, "You have no power over me. Begone!", putting as much feeling and emphasis in it as I could. The entity immediately left, but the next day my grandmother was acting very strangely. A few days later the entity came again and again I sent it away. I felt proud of myself that I had learned that I was powerful enough to send away something that had so terrified me!

This began to happen on an almost daily basis. Every time I was visited and I sent it away, I would notice my grandmother seemed strange the next day. She began seeming tired and irritable and somewhat confused. I didn't know what was happening and wouldn't until a few dramatic experiences made it come clear.

The first instance happened one night when I had a visitation and actually struggled to send it away. The next day my grandmother went to take the garbage out and had been taking a really long time when a neighbor and his son came bringing her back. She wasn't making much sense and had hit her head. She had to be taken to the hospital. She wasn't obviously injured, but she was never the same after that.

The day before Thanksgiving (my grandmother's birthday), I had another visitation and I had to really fight to send it away again. The next day I was busy making plans for my grandmother and myself to go to one of the casinos for Turkey Dinner. My mom was working and it was important to me to celebrate Grandma's birthday and Thanksgiving and get away from the oppressive atmosphere for awhile. I chose a casino, arranged transportation and got ready. When it was time to go, Grandma said she wasn't feeling well and didn't want to. I forced her to go (something I will always regret) and the next morning I found out that she had been having little mini strokes all day. My mom had taken her to the hospital early in the morning because she had had a larger event!

The next experience was right before Christmas. My grandmother had gotten home from the hospital and things had been fine for awhile. About a week before Christmas, I had another visitation. I sent it away, again after a struggle. The next morning I woke up to an empty house and later found out my Grandmother had had a heartache in the early morning and had to be rushed to the hospital! Surprisingly enough it still didn't come clear for me then.

The last incident that really opened my eyes was when I had been sleeping in my grandmother's room because my cats were keeping her awake all night (they had to be kept there because they fought with Mom's cats). Grandma got Mom's bed and Mom got the couch. That night I was laying in bed with my cat, Antarra, sitting on my chest. All of a sudden I felt the presence, and at the same time, Antarra went rigid and turned around to face the door. He was hissing and growling and acting terrified! (This is a good demonstration that animals possess psychic abilities just like humans!)

I sent the entity away and went to sleep. I woke up early in the morning from a terrible dream where I had doomed the whole world by making an incorrect choice and I awoke in bed, paralyzed. I literally could not move as a distorted voice reverberated in my head, "Northern Nevada is on the brink of destruction." I can't really tell you how it sounded other than an electronically- distorted mockery of a human voice. That night Grandma woke up in the middle of the night, went into my mother's bathroom and somehow became disoriented. She fell against the bathtub and literally skinned a 6 by 4 inch place on her arm. It was so bad she had to be taken to the doctor. Older skin peels away easily and her skin had literally been peeled away!

It was then I stupidly realized that she was being attacked because I was taking power over the entity and my precious Grandma was easy prey!!!

After that I called the entity to me. I asked it what it wanted. I didn't get an answer, just an overpowering feeling of frustration and anger. I never sent it away again.

The final dramatic experience may well be the most dramatic of all...

One night my mother was working late and I was resting on her bed. Her bedroom window had an outside patio light just outside the window and she had vertical blinds partially open. I was laying back and all of a sudden this complete certainty came over me that my grandmother was dead. I knew she was dead and I felt compelled to jump up out of bed, but when I tried to do so, I found I couldn't move. It was as if I lost all control of my body!!! I lay there facing the certainty that my grandmother had died and not being able to get up and check on her, when I was suddenly covered in a feeling like bugs crawling all over me! I couldn't open my eyes because I knew if I did I would see all manner of insects swarming over my skin! I starting thinking, "You have no power over me!" again and again until I was finally able to wiggle a toe. After I moved my toe I was able to move a bit and I turned my head and looked at the window and I actually physically saw a creature standing there. It looked like a shadow cut-out. I saw a head and a face that appeared to have some kind of curly beard like a drawing. It had holes were its eyes should have been, but even so I could tell that it saw me and that it was glaring a look of malevolence upon me. I closed my eyes and shook my head and when I looked again it was gone.

That was the most dramatic and terrible experience I have had with low vibration entities and it is something I will never forget.

Needless to say, my grandmother was not dead.

I learned so much from these terrible experiences and have been able to empower others through what I learned. I learned that entities will attack those who are weak and fearful. They prey on the young and the old because they tend to be helpless and confused much of the time and prone to fear and the raw emotion entities live on. My grandmother was always a fearful person and I believe this is why she was so very vulnerable. She was also a tremendously wonderful and loving lady who never saw anything bad in anyone. That wasn't enough to protect her. Her fear allowed her to be preyed upon irregardless!

If you are suffering from these kind of attacks, I have only one thing to tell you:

TAKE BACK YOUR POWER NOW!!!