I’m Being Spiritually Harassed by a Megalomaniac

Originally posted on Sep 02, 2021 on medium.com/@shamandao

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I’m being spiritually harassed by a megalomaniac through spiritual means of black magic, curses, and invisible cords the physical eyes cannot see.

I’ve had enough.

I’ve let this go on for too long, it’s been almost a year since I felt the first twang of her specific black magic hit my auric fields. I’ve struggled with sending back this magic in a catastrophic way because I didn’t want to stoop down to her level. I didn’t want to cross the line from white magic to black magic.

But imagine being bombarded relentlessly in the hidden worlds and not fighting back for the safety of yourself, your family, and your loved ones? What would that make me? A coward? A pushover?

Itmakes me a nice person. Maybe a ‘too nice of a person.’ The continuous attack without defending myself has taken a toll. I’ve strengthened my energy protective barriers again and again, but as a sad and vicious troll she is, she’s continued funneling money into the hands of black magic practitioners to send me love letters. Love letters that waft out black magic spells.

The best way I can describe the feeling of these spiritual attacks was an initial annoyance of gnats surrounding me. That graduated to mosquitoes which began to bite my arms and legs. Now I’m being attacked by nests of giant Asian hornets. These stings are more dangerous than that of local bees and wasps. One sting can damage tissue and cause substantial pain. It doesn’t feel good.

It’s been a week and a half since I submitted my essay to the Bigelow Institute of Consciousness Studies to provide the best evidence of the survival of human consciousness after physical bodily death. An essay I have worked on for three months. Three months of sharpened focus could have popped a vein in my left temple. Through this process of writing, researching, reading, editing, and doubting, I became vulnerable.

Vulnerability is the opening for spiritual attacks.

Just as home invasions or burglaries generally are preceded by observation by the predator, who looks for vulnerability, so are spiritual attacks in the hidden world.

Homes with security systems tend to be avoided (to include alarms, cameras [even fakes], motion detector lighting [to include solar powered], or even dogs [or just unnecessary toys and bowls for large dogs]).

These may deter potential robbers, but what about determents in the hidden worlds? Do those exist? Yes, in some form or another, they do. There are cloaking mechanisms but how long can the cloaking mechanism deter a mentally ill individual with vicious intention?

Usually the term, “Where there’s a will, there’s a way,” is used in a positive manner. Align the same term in a negative fashion with a mentally ill megalomaniac who lives and breathes to take down a person. The narrative that ruminates in their head compounds into a subconscious belief.

Once a belief is set, it becomes a mental disorder in which people have an inflated sense of their own importance, a deep need for admiration, and a lack of empathy for others. But behind this mask of ultra confidence lies a fragile self-esteem that’s vulnerable to the slightest criticism.

We all become vulnerable. We experience emotions that will lower our auric and esoteric fields into our emotional bodies, where we feel through our physical bodies. These are the moments in time that will create openings in our energetic layers for spirit attachments, cords, curses, and spells.

If you’re like me, which isn’t many, then you’re spiritually attacked every day. If you release dark entities from humans to allow those humans to fully embrace and walk their path of lightworker and light warrior, then the darkness doesn’t like you. They hate you. Your name is being screeched in the underworlds. They don’t want you to find them, release them back to the darkness or sell them into the light. Oh no, they will do everything in their power to stop you, even by possessing you from the people you exorcise.

That is why the study of self-mastery to superior self discernment is crucial in the mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical health of light warriors. I’d be an absolute mess if I didn’t take care of my spiritual hygiene to the degree it is today. I’d be a basket case to not be able to help myself nor my loved ones. Nor the clients who seek me out because they have their own psychopathic megalomaniac in their lives.

I had to shift my mindset last night from ‘too nice,’ to defense mode. There is no offense, this is defense. I am not premeditating any type of malicious behavior. No, I have exhausted my protection layers and am defending my livelihood and to defend myself from being attacked is to care for myself and those who need me.

This is the mindset we all need. To speak up for ourselves is to set boundaries. To protect ourselves is to take back our power. I am still a very nice and kind person, but I will save this for the people who love and care for me.

I am still a shaman who only uses white magic. Defending myself and my loved ones in a world where there are no rules against black magic does not make me a bad person. It makes me a courageous and loving individual. My article on, “How to Send Black Magic to Sender,” was the most basic form of protection you can start with.

As Kieth Moreland, a police sergeant and former chief (1976-present) said in response to stalking, you are to “Meet the level of lethal threat a stalker presents. If it’s merely an annoyance, pepper spray. He carries a knife, you had better meet him with deadly force. Merely being followed? Start recording him on video, taking his pictures. Make a police report. Seek a restraining order.”

Ithought about what Kieth said this morning as last night’s astral journeying meditation replayed in my vision. To understand madness and mental illness, one must go inside the minds of warped realities to delusional beliefs. That’s where I went last night, straight to the source of this woman’s mental delusion.

As I walked through rows of mirrors that displayed demonic faces and ghoulish figures, I understood where I was at. A funhouse in the underground layers of hell. The exit out of the hot funhouse led me straight to its gatekeeper. A naked buff man with cartoonish muscles that seemed silly, but not.

“Excuse me,” I began, “why was I in there?” I asked him.

“Because she told me to put you there,” he responded as he pointed at her. My eyes followed his finger and immediately acid rain began to fall upon her. The acid rain all but left her big toe, which would begin to regenerate.

“She’s going to keep coming back,” he added.

A knot moved in my stomach. I’ve never wanted to hurt anyone, I thought. He heard my thought. “You’re down here, now. The rules are different,” he replied.

“What would you do if you were me?” I asked the gatekeeper.

“If it was me, I’d do this,” he answered as he took his two stone brick fists and Hulk smashed her skull, “so she wouldn’t come back.”

My heart double palpated as my eyes opened. I was out of hell as fast as I journeyed in.

What would you do for the safety of your mental wellbeing and the safety of your family? How far would you go to ensure your family is protected from mentally ill stalkers and harassers?

I’ve struggled with playing the nice gal all her life. But as this is a learning lesson as all our experiences are learning lessons; we can never underestimate the lengths a psycho/sociopath would go through to hurt a person emotionally, mentally, physically and of course, spiritually.

Don’t let the pearl earrings fool you, my birthright originated from the shamanic warrior clan.