I was pissed at myself. I was pissed at myself because I knew that I wasn't 100%. I had communicated with spirit with no problem so many times before. But now, I was fifty shades of fucked up and my consciousness knew it. I was spiritually blocked, which means that because of all the stress and bullshit that had been going on in my life my third eye wasn't on point. Yes, I still saw them but hearing them could be a challenge at times. I was able to find a spirit box though on my phone and that worked for the most part. But definitely not as good as the real thing. It helped though that I didn't lose the ability to feel what they felt because that was so very important and boy did emotion radiate from Eli. In two seconds I had gone from feeling like my bitchy ass self to having an overwhelming sense of sorrow. It was so much that I could feel my eyes filling up with tears and a knot forming in my throat.
Eli was always a very proud person. He never and I mean never wanted to seem weak to anyone. I actually think he wore his own facade better than me. So I knew that even being here was difficult for him let alone starting the conversation. Swallowing, trying to clear the knot in my throat I mumbled out the words "nice shoes". There I had broken the ice. I expected a huge grin to form but instead, he barely cracked a smile. "What's wrong? It's so nice to see you but why the hell are you in my bedroom?" "Are you OK?" As he shook his head no I barely heard a word come from his lips. I knew that I couldn't have heard him right so I grabbed my phone to turn on my spirit box. But I did. And it chilled me to the bone. That time I was able to hear all four and I'll never forget it as long as I live. With a sad and pathetic look on his face he said, "Aprel, I'm in Hell..." Till next time...
Eli was always a very proud person. He never and I mean never wanted to seem weak to anyone. I actually think he wore his own facade better than me. So I knew that even being here was difficult for him let alone starting the conversation. Swallowing, trying to clear the knot in my throat I mumbled out the words "nice shoes". There I had broken the ice. I expected a huge grin to form but instead, he barely cracked a smile. "What's wrong? It's so nice to see you but why the hell are you in my bedroom?" "Are you OK?" As he shook his head no I barely heard a word come from his lips. I knew that I couldn't have heard him right so I grabbed my phone to turn on my spirit box. But I did. And it chilled me to the bone. That time I was able to hear all four and I'll never forget it as long as I live. With a sad and pathetic look on his face he said, "Aprel, I'm in Hell..." Till next time...