January 2010
During the month of January I began experiencing a trance-state again. I had been aware of an energy chasing me around and pushing on parts of my body. At this time I thought I was dealing with the devil. I now know this was the psychic attacker I had previously met in person.
I had been in and out of a trance state for maybe two weeks, suffering through classes and trying to get a hold of my concentration. There were spirits talking to me at this point but indirectly; like a crowd watching me. I had prayed to my great great grandfather, my Asian ancestor for help, and of course to God. I believe this is where I began to experience a strong pulling sensation on my Qalb area; upper left breast just over the heart. Overwhelmed one afternoon after class, I drove down the road and realized that my Qalb sensation was growing stronger. As I came upon a white church I felt a pull to turn into the driveway. I was scared, confused and exhausted. As I parked my car the Qalb sensation was extremely strong now, as if my heart would jump out of my chest. The door was locked. I heard something say to go into the side door. I knocked and someone let me into the sanctuary. I prayed and cried and asked for the minister to come talk to me. I still thought I was being attacked by the devil. I learned that the Unity Church I had chosen didn't believe in the Devil. Afterward, something told me to go visit a friend that I knew would listen to my story. She is Christian but also has the ability to interact with the spirit world and I believe with Jesus.
I went to see her and she comforted me. We talked about the devil and she explained some scriptures to me. She is very much in touch with Jesus and she was guided to take me to the outside of her shop and proceeded to help me confess my sins and ask for forgiveness. I stayed with her for a few hours and I proceeded to watch everyone around me act as though something was guiding or affecting them. Her mother would stop for a second appear to be receiving information before she woulds speak. I am very sure that my friend was being guided by Christ because the following few days entailed me getting to know the presence of Christ. She gave me a bible and I took it home.
I believe it was about this time that I became aware of God's voice speaking to me. It was God that spoke to me through my Qalb and introduced me to his son, Jesus. He told me to let his son take away my pain. Jesus began talking to me and reading the Bible with me. I found it very difficult to understand.
While reading the bible with Christ's presence, I was becoming aware that Christ was able to make the energy leave me alone; to protect me from it as I slept and slept soundly. We were reading parts from Revelation. My parents were becoming wary of my behavior as I kept reading from Revelation to them, and I was guided to leave a bible on my father's desk open to it. My mother drove me to the hospital, but this time I was not prompted to do anything but read from the bible from Revelation. I kept hearing a soft voice as my finger was moved to passages that said "They have to see the symptoms". This only made sense to me later during my last hospitalization which I will write about in the future.
Christ instructed me to read from Revelation for little longer when I was finally taken into the behavioral health unit. I realize now that he was allowing me to get to know him in a way that would comfort me, he allowed me and helped me to find humor in what I was doing, but always making sure I knew it needed to be done.
After I was released from the hospital, Jesus' presence seemed to disappear. I was still experiencing sensations of heightened anxiety due to my attacker, but at this time had not had any further conversations with him, nor seen him again. Concentrating was very hard and everyday was a challenge. I was also still unaware that this was all because of one person who was choosing to continue to hurt me. I thought I would be feeling better soon but this turned out to be a false idea.