Places of power, spirits, souls

Poland, the Polesie region, near Podlasie. M. and E. are walking along a path in a forested area, filled with magical details created by the agritourism owners. One of them is a sign describing the place where the house of Whisperer (a witch = the one who knows) once stood, of which there is no trace today. Something catches my eye among the trees; I notice shapes that don't fit the surroundings. I enter the thicket, approaching a column of dozens of branches or trunks growing and seemingly intertwined. I immediately sense an incredible energy filling the place. I touch the tree, and my senses narrow, focusing only on it and a single singing bird. I see an old woman, short, hunched, with a scarf around her head. It is she: the Whisperer. Her physical body is frail, but the surrounding power is powerful. At first, she defends this place, so I introduce myself, send her light and heart energy, express my respect for her and her home, and explain what I do. She calms down and accepts my presence, but I sense she's distrustful of men; she seems to have been wronged. She speaks to me through this chirping bird. I survey the surroundings physically and non-physically, and I see a long ditch nearby; her hut must have stood somewhere near it. I ask her to support my work and research, as we work in similar spiritual (or soul) realms.

A mysterious mausoleum – a columned rotunda near Trzebiechów. I have no expectations for this structure, but once I get there, it turns out something strange is happening there. I feel different somehow, and my old camera is breaking down. I take photos with my phone; at least it works. I decide to capture a brief vision, as much as I can during my long vacation trip.

This is my vision from a room inside an old building by the Vistula River in Praga, Warsaw. Previously, the Jabłonowska Railway line ran here, closed shortly after the war.

I sit with my eyes closed, I don't feel well here, I don't understand the turbulent and chaotic energies that surround me. I try to feel what's going on here. Only after a long time does everything become clear in my head and I start to feel calm. First I see dozens or even hundreds of crowded gray souls, they are thin, wasted, dusty, their heads are down, they wear gray coats and workers' hats. I associate them with workers from an old factory from the times of World War II. These people are enslaved, driven from one place to another, maybe transported. They feel the same as they look: a gray, crowded mass. I don't feel the energy of death on the premises of the building and around it, there are no cemeteries here either, souls only come and go.

Another article from the "soul" series 👻. I was asked to determine whether the soul of the deceased owner Z is still in the house, because on one of the floors, the inhabitants hears knocking and creaking. There is also a suspicion that the soul is negatively affecting the lives of the residents. Here are the results of the investigation, or RV session. The result is that the soul that was attracted to this place was "released" and could continue to flow into the spiritual world and experience natural development, and it also stopped influencing people. I also received confirmation of the details of my vision from residents who knew Z.

I was asked to help determine why the soul of the deceased "M" reminds living family members in various situations. It is not about spirits - apparitions, i.e. physical "apparitions", but frequent mental associations or even dreams related to this person. The question was whether "M" wants to convey something to someone or needs something, etc. I did a Remote Viewing session on this topic combined with an Akashic Records reading and I present the results of my work here. 

Summary: I got a "hit on target" because I gave some details about "M's" life that I had no prior knowledge of, and which turned out to be true. The session, apart from gathering information, flowed towards "spirit escorting", which I learned from Bruce Moen and maybe Robert Monroe or e.g. Dr. Michael Newton.

The soul (consciousness) of "M", the deceased person, is after death somehow imprisoned in a non-physical space, limited by a dark concrete ceiling and is unable to get out into the light on its own (this is a vivid analogy). The direct cause of this is the wrongs that the subject has done to other people during his life. This works in two ways: first, the perpetrator himself is already aware of his actions, understands them and feels that he has not made amends for them, but also the victim (or victims) actively send their sense of pain, sadness and lack of forgiveness and revenge towards him. This active black energy is still very strong despite the passing of years, because at least one living victim does not intend to ever forgive his tormentor and decides to take his grief to the grave and even beyond. 

Intuitively, I applied sending light from the heart to both sides of the stage: to the sender of the blocking energy and to the imprisoned person himself. In this way, the sender receives the compassion he needs, and the imprisoned person receives forgiveness, and with the help of my beam of light he pierces the ceiling and for the first time can rise to the Space of Light. There, the Beings of Light are already waiting for him. I express my wish: let him dissolve, let him integrate with the Light!

A short vision from a prison cell during a visit to the Cursed Soldiers Museum in Warsaw.

It is a place full of suffering, misfortune and death. The energies of tortured and martyred people are still present in the prison buildings, but most of them are already aware of what happened to them and have the understanding that it is over. Mature souls know that life on Earth is hard and that the roles of torturers and victims are often played. Despite everything, I do not advise people who are sensitive to heavy energies and are not resistant to strong negative emotions to visit this place. Before entering and after leaving, it is best to surround yourself and cleanse yourself with light and cut yourself off from all this surroundings.

When I walk along the cells, I see the souls (spirits) of prisoners in the open doors, they stand proud and straight, with a sense of having fulfilled a difficult and serious task. I bow to them with respect, they bow back. Our relations are normal, there is nothing bad or dangerous in them, I can calmly move on. Everything changes when I reach the last cell in the corner at the end of the 2nd floor. I smell an unpleasant smell, a bit like from an open sewage system and at the same moment I get shivers down my spine. I already know that someone is here. I enter the cell and close my eyes, I become sensitive to signals and information. I see a woman full of anger, envy and aggression, she behaves like a mentally ill person, there is no "normal" human contact with her. I withdraw, bow, leave her alone. I am surrounded by light, at any moment I can also spread my wings if the situation requires confrontation. Fortunately, the soul does not tend to follow the living, it simply remains in that place, looped in its negative energy of anger. I send it energy from my heart and move on. The soul is not ready to be completely released, it has something to process either in this place or with someone else alive.