Hello all!
So I’ve been researching about the one thing that has given me great fear but also ,great knowledge. Ever since I was a little toddler, I could sense spirits. Sometimes I could see them, but I always felt them. My grandpa (his name was poppi) he lived in an old home that he was renting to own in the early 80’s. The man who owned the house prior , had died. I don’t know if it happened in the house, but I do know he was a mortician who enjoyed bringing his work home. I hated going spend nights at poppis house. I remember id throw a fit for the longest just because I hated being in that house.
But more recently, I thought about it and even though I was scared, I don’t think the house was all that bad, now that I’m older. But I do think it was the spiritual battery that flicked my spiritual switch on, causing my spirit to be like a light attracting moths.
When spirits are attracted to me, of course I’m going to research what in the world is happening around me, despite me being low-key afraid **inserts courage the cowardly dog ** for aesthetics and vibes on how I feel inside while trying to maintain a straight face and be brave
With that being said, I can feel this energy from my land that ive always felt. If you asked me if I thought our property itself was haunted, id say yes. But I don’t think it’s what is the after math of my husband’s families tragedies ,but what caused the tragedies in the first place. And by tragedies, I mean sickness and death or the event of someone eliminating themselves. (Trying to watch my wording here , sorry if I upset anyone)
My whole point is, I think something ancient occupies the land I live on and it’s what got me into the occult and witch craft. I remember in my old house (the mobile home that used to sit on this exact lot my new house sits on) yea id have to sleep with rosaries around my neck , and above my head, a bible under my pillow , another bible on the night stand and a mini Bible in my hand as i slept because something was after me and i didnt know how to handle it. The exposure to it increased as the aggression of it progressed. That’s two things I can’t do.
It all started with seeing black masses move from one side ofy closet door way to another, with the light on. It wanted me to see it. It wanted me to notice it. I sure did too. It took me a minute and I had to really think about it, but I knew it was nothing good. Two minutes later, after I closed the closet door, I’m sitting on my bed and I feel something lightweight fall on my head and trickle down my back and land on the bed comforter. It was a piece of used sand paper.. I asked my husband who was sitting right in front of me, and that I’ve had in my eye sight if he threw this sand paper at me or if he knew where it came from, and he told me that it looked like the sand paper he used the week before, but he ran out and used his last one, and that must be it, but that he didn’t use any since..
Eventually I started seeing Hell house LLC clowns come out of my closet by the flock
Inserts image of that atrocious thought form **
Yea, that is what came out of my closet and started to come after me while in a sleep paralysis, and I even broke out of the paralysis, thinking it’d disappear.. it did not.. the flock surrounded my bed and was legit trying to capture me. Yes I am speaking in a literal and awake and aware , here in reality sense. I was jumping over my sleeping husband in our bed because they kept opening their arms and trying to bear hug me to capture me as if i was scooby doo. I know how crazy that sounds, I KNOW ; I was trying to wake my husband up & tjought it was weird how hard it truly was to wake him, despite me jumping over him and all the commotion and screaming i was doing, but he finally woke up & when he did, they all fell in line and migrated back to the closet. And the crazy part is that I never went back to sleep. I even told my husband that I needed to make sure I was in reality, thst i had to make sure by going to tje store or something, just anything that could confirm that its not a dream, and sure tjing, it wasnt a dream. Then it progressed into charging wires being thrown on me; it honestly felt more like it just fell from the sky. But anyways, taking showers, that was a no go for me because It felt like something or someone was watching on the other side of the curtain, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I found exact instructions on what to do to take care of that , and instructions said to annoint thresholds with oil while praying our father, and then command the negative energy to get the heck out and not come back.
Sounds ideal for the every day shmo who doesn’t know jack about spirituality, which would’ve been me at that time. I thought I got rid of that thing and I was so happy. Yea I was happy until a few years later, I had to find out first hand what I commanded to move into my back yard from my house.. it never dawned on me that I did the job only half-ass . 
This is when something unseen was knocking on the single glass window pane of a 1970’s model camper that we lived in while remodeling the house that haunted me years before. It was bad. I won’t ramble on into that story unless requested , but lets just say, I have PTSD from hearing knocking on windows, and it will make me jump out of my sleep , and i will cuss someone out for it. It seriously triggers me.
We ended up leaving after that, and then came back 3 more years later, demolished the house we used to live in, some items from the home kind of gotten buried during demolition, and then we moved a new mobile home on the same slab ..
Here’s the thing, contents from the old house were never supposed to get buried, and I didn’t know that It was until after it was all said and done. But, it is what it is. I knew something didn’t feel right when i leared that because I feel like remenants of a home where someone took their own life isnt really something youd want buried in your back yard that you already speculate to be malevolent from personal experiences.
Throughout time, I’ve had these downloads… the tree in the corner is referred to as the “watcher tree”. It has been here the longest.
This has brought my research currently to the questions like “who are the watchers?” “What do they want?” & “What the actual eff?”
My husband asked me the other day what I think a “watcher” would look like in our realm, and my answer was “a tree”
What do you think? Im open to discussion, or ideas, suggestions, anything really. If you’re an individual who has psychic medium gifts, and you get anything from the photo I provided of the “watcher tree” I’d love to know what you sense!
Much love from Cajun Country 