Ghost for Sale

Real Estate sales gave me great opportunity to tour many of the old Buck County Pennsylvania homes, many dating to the1800's. Needless to say they had plenty of history behind them, some even dating back to the Civil War period. Added to the experience as the joy of feeling the energy within each building and the outer grounds. Some were good, others OK, and a few were laced with heavy negativity. Most fortunately my company broker, my boss, was also metaphysical and we often worked together to improve the sales possibilities by lifting and removing the energy which made the property uninviting. It made
our job even more interesting learning history of the area through this often unrecorded information. To understand this one must realize all is energy of a unified field, even thought. Good, happy, loving thought is like being in a room of laughing children and sad, unpleasant or malefic energy hangs heavy like walking into a room filled with tension and angry feelings. So often it is the energy that keeps a property form selling, because even if unaware of it people do feel energy of their surroundings.

We were in an extremely busy season and found ourselves hard pressed to view each property as it went on the Multiple Listing market. So one warm fall day we decided to play catch-up with all the farm properties we had not yet visited. Seeing properties before we find customers for them is the best way to serve the public, so off the broker and myself went on a days excursion. Everything when as planned and we saved one particular small homestead for last. Why I can't say, we just both felt there would be more time spent there so we backtracked to it at the end of the day. Sitting on ten acres of partly wooded land, it had atone time been a small self sufficient farmstead. The barn was torn down, leaving only the remnants of a low stone wall which was turned into an attractive garden sitting area. None of the previous four owners had occupied it very long and together there was a mish Moshe of character expressions that seemed to meld personality beautifully. The main house had received some renovation and up grading from each owner in the short time they held occupancy, but it still was in need of some serious beautifying to draw the classic colonial design into unifying flow.

As we walked through the ground floor from entry hall to living room, we commented to each other how erry the place felt. In the dinning room we both agreed there was a dark silence that hung in the air, and by the time we entered the kitchen we had both expressed how we disliked the place even though it had
character in the design elements. While she wrote down some specks form the kitchen that were not normally listed on the speck sheets, I proceeded to find lights for the basement and headed down some newly constructed steps to that level. The further I moved into the cool dark stone room the more my stomach began to flutter. It wasn't a pleasant sensation it was ominous and dark. Peeking in cupboards and checking out the electric box and water tanks consumed my time till the broker joined me. As she looked at things herself, I proceeded to open an old creaky door leading to a small enclosure with an outside window size slide that was boarded up, and had been used as a coal or wood shoot.. When I entered the room a icy cold hit me as I felt filled with density that glued me to the floor. I'd taken three or four fast steps past the door but couldn't seem to re-track my steps as my feet didn't work. I tried to call out to my touring companion but my throat was tight and closed, so nothing but faint squeaks made it out. By then my heart was pounding throughout my body as my lips continued to move with not sound emitting. Somehow I managed to eek out "come here" which was barely audible. As she entered she let out a shriek which vibrated my frequency to help me move. "Oh this is horrible, what is it?" I could only shake my head to say I didn't know. Together we back stepped out the
door to gather composure.

Just outside the door we stood discussing what we were feeling. " It's male, Older. Mean" she said. "Yes, he's not nice and has done horrid things in there." At that very moment we both felt some small frail female energy ask for help. "It's her father he raped and beat her and kept her like a slave" I choked out. We could feel the cold beginning to creep out through the door. "We need to keep it in there." she said as she pushed me through the door and followed behind. We began trying to talk with the energy of the man, and both realized it was becoming more agitated and colder. "Lets get out of here".

Now we knew why we had held this property for last in the day. We agreed we had to return with another friend as our own energies needed reinforcement against the vile hatred that had been entumed in the how for so many years. It was evident why none of the previous owners stayed very long. Several days late we returned with a friend, this time prepared for what we walked into. We talked to the female energy of a child who as a neighbor, who told us he often brought children there to hurt them. He had been someone involved in the areas school and had access to these farm girls who often would stay in his home during the week for schooling due to the travel distance. We released her into the light and sent her off feeling loved knowing she would safe with her loved ones on the other side. Then we proceeded to tackle this malefic male energy. At times like this it is hard to remember exact occurrences because you go into another dimensional frequency to do the best work. I remember we worked until we were all feeling exhaustion from his rebellious attitude of entering the light.This is a universe of Free Will. No one can be be forced to do anything against their will, but energies can invade the space of others in attempt to corrupt or control. We each have the will to refuse it. The problem arises when we don't know our space is being invaded, and then blindly allow. Therefore, we could not force the lost sole energy to move into the light when it did not want to go. We decided that in accordance to universal law of free will we would be permitted to protect unsuspecting others that would not choose such invasion if the were aware of it. Thus we surrounded this sole energy with a field of light that would not allow exit of energy that was not with the consent of all other in the future of eternity. We also asked that if the lost soul should at any time choose to move into the light it be assisted to do so with love. Since that time I've learned one important thing. Love out weighs all other energy, to a degree that had we overwhelmed this lost soul with our love for it, we could then helped it transmute the hate and anger it held into love and a willingness to cross over on it's own.