The Malevolent Good Heart

Originally posted on Apr 02, 2020 on medium.com/@shamandao

A Spirit Releasement Story

It takes a special kind of patience and aura to allow a shy and timid person to speak their truth. The truths within us are scary for most but for those who do not let anyone in, it is a hurdle that requires training and skill to jump over.

She shook her head no on the other side of our video conference after I asked her if she had any questions for me. It’s been a month since we last saw each other. A month where it felt like the longest weekend ever as the entire world watched the spread of the coronavirus. The spread was as smooth as warm, melted butter coating every crevice and hole of toasted English muffins. The crevices our countries, the holes our souls.

I noticed how confident Cait felt and looked at me as she informed me of the decrease of the nosebleeds. Nosebleeds that brought her back to her childhood where they started, a monthly occurrence and just like that, gone.

“How does that make you feel?” I asked Cait.

“It’s good,” she giggled and retreated into her shell. From the outside, she looked like a small, timid soul but when I looked at her, all I could see was her animal spirit. The lion inside of her was ready to come out and make itself known, my job was to guide her.

“Um, I have a question, Dao,” she began, “What does it mean if I like making other people feel bad?”

“Can you elaborate on that, Cait?”

“I mean, what if I purposely try to make people angry?”

“Do you mean like you like to trigger people for a reaction?” I asked her.

She nodded her head in agreement but a pang of guilt echoed in the air. There was something inside of her that felt off to me so we continued. As Spirit guided me in assisting Cait to release expectations, misperceptions, and some limiting beliefs, I felt called to have her close her eyes.

We were not going into hypnosis at that moment, just a light trance. Even though I was on the opposite side of the world, I could feel movement in her core, clairsentience.

There was a fire that moved inside of it. As I had her focus on that area of her belly, I could feel a hatred boiling up within her. I snapped my fingers to have her soul leave her body so I could speak directly to the flame inside of her. Nested within the flame was a shadow, a coward of a spirit hiding from me.

“How many were there?” I asked it.

No answer.

I closed my eyes and called upon all the Warriors of Light to surround this spirit that hid inside of Cait’s body. I called upon them to wrap their light around this dark entity that sucked the life out of Cait on purpose. I called upon them and my Cait’s spirit guides and angels to help in this releasement.

“Four,” it responded as it felt the weight of the light within its pith. There was more, I thought to myself, they never tell the truth.

I could feel the sorrow within me as the vision of the girls chained up in his basement flashed before me. This coward of a spirit who attached himself to Cait once kidnapped and chained up girls for his pleasure.

There was and is always a part of me that wants to retaliate and make amends for the victims of the spirits of predators I find. From the molesters to the rapists’ spirits, I want to so badly do something on behalf of the victims.

But I know from my own experiences that I cannot mess with the karmic ecosystem. I know that we all choose our destinies and fates. I know that we all have a planning stage before we were ever born into this physical world that plans out our entire existence. I know this and know that I cannot play God in meddling with someone else’s karma.

My job and role in this is to release him from her so that my client can move forward with her life without any type of spirit attachment and cords feeding upon her energy. My job is to show her the light within her which she thought she didn’t have. We all have our light, each one of us but sometimes it’s hidden behind dark masses of spirits, attachments, thought fragments and our own limiting beliefs. Where we might need a guide to navigate through these invisible realms and dimensions. This much I know.

My job is to clear the pathway so that the spirit, demon, and/or entities can release and go back to where they came from or to guide it to the Light. It all depends on each person, their karma and their life plans.

I watched as this spirit released from her and got pulled into an esoteric doorway neither going up or down but straight in the middle.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Cait afterward.

“I feel very light, very comfortable,” she responded.

“Good. Comfortable? In what way do you mean?”

“Like it’s me, just me in my body,” she said and I nodded in agreement. “It makes sense now,” she continued. “I used to be so intrigued when murder mysteries would come on the TV. I didn’t know why I was so fascinated with the mind of murderers. It felt kind of evil.”

She sat in her golden bubble of reflection and insight as I assisted in helping her strengthen the layers of her spiritual protection. She was and has become such a wonderful force to reckon with as I could now see the lion within her rustle his mane.

I said a silent prayer for her before we signed off. This was our third and final session together before her father was to step in and guide her for the rest of her journey. Her father who I’ve never met in this physical world knew of my spiritual existence and presence in other realms. He knew of my role in his family’s life because he is one of the top pranic healers in the Eastern world and I, a healer of healers.

“Faith is believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe.” — Voltaire

Many blessings.