{"id":2799,"date":"2022-06-27T18:35:03","date_gmt":"2022-06-27T06:35:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/?p=2799"},"modified":"2024-11-17T23:58:08","modified_gmt":"2024-11-17T10:58:08","slug":"episode-115-a-haunting-in-australia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/?p=2799","title":{"rendered":"Episode: 115: A Haunting In Australia"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"fusion-fullwidth fullwidth-box fusion-builder-row-1 fusion-flex-container nonhundred-percent-fullwidth non-hundred-percent-height-scrolling\" style=\"--awb-border-radius-top-left:0px;--awb-border-radius-top-right:0px;--awb-border-radius-bottom-right:0px;--awb-border-radius-bottom-left:0px;--awb-flex-wrap:wrap;\" ><div class=\"fusion-builder-row fusion-row fusion-flex-align-items-flex-start fusion-flex-content-wrap\" style=\"max-width:1248px;margin-left: calc(-4% \/ 2 );margin-right: calc(-4% \/ 2 );\"><div class=\"fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column fusion-builder-column-0 fusion_builder_column_1_1 1_1 fusion-flex-column\" style=\"--awb-bg-size:cover;--awb-width-large:100%;--awb-margin-top-large:0px;--awb-spacing-right-large:1.92%;--awb-margin-bottom-large:20px;--awb-spacing-left-large:1.92%;--awb-width-medium:100%;--awb-order-medium:0;--awb-spacing-right-medium:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-medium:1.92%;--awb-width-small:100%;--awb-order-small:0;--awb-spacing-right-small:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-small:1.92%;\"><div class=\"fusion-column-wrapper fusion-column-has-shadow fusion-flex-justify-content-flex-start fusion-content-layout-column\"><div class=\"fusion-image-element \" style=\"--awb-max-width:100%;--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);\"><span class=\" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-1 hover-type-none\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"1252\" height=\"500\" title=\"A Haunting in Australia\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Screenshot-2024-11-14-at-14.24.25-e1731555017283.png\" alt class=\"img-responsive wp-image-4101\"\/><\/span><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-top:20px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:10px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-title title fusion-title-1 fusion-sep-none fusion-title-text fusion-title-size-three\" style=\"--awb-font-size:30px;\"><h3 class=\"fusion-title-heading title-heading-left\" style=\"margin:0;font-size:1em;\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Episode 115: A Haunting In Australia<\/strong><\/p><\/h3><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:20px;width:100%;max-width:750px;\"><div class=\"fusion-separator-border sep-single sep-solid\" style=\"--awb-height:20px;--awb-amount:20px;border-color:#aacc00;border-top-width:1px;\"><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-1\"><p>There are a number of movies whose titles begin with the words\u2026 \u201cA Haunting in\u2026\u201d Some very old, some more recent. All of them absolutely sensationalized to cater to the tastes of the movie makers, and viewers who are after cheap thrills. But, in the back of the sensationalized movie versions, there are some real-life hauntings. Genuine experiences that people had that left them scared, traumatized and in some cases questioning their own sanity. Even people who have never experienced a haunting, or being tormented by some seen, or unseen entity \u2013 have heard, or known others speaking of, seeing, or experiencing spirit, ghosts, or these types of entities.<\/p>\n<p>Whatever these things are that occur on the margins of the shadowlands, those experiencers wonder how to best fit them into the reality of their every day life. Even amongst close friends, the question; \u201cDo you believe in ghosts?\u201d, is almost certain to be met with responses ranging from total acceptance to mocking skepticism \u2013 or amongst those who operate from a religious frame of reference as, demons, or devils, or simply evil.<\/p>\n<p>To see something once or twice, it would be a relatively simple thing to rationalize that away. But to have constant experiences, to have an entity tormenting you for months or years, slowly erodes away at your sense of peace, security, and even trust in your self. Who can you turn to for help? Who will believe you? What can you do to stop it and rid yourself of its constant presence?<\/p>\n<p>This episode is all about one woman\u2019s early experiences with such a situation, and then later with both her and her daughter\u2019s. As you listen, I ask that you suspend judgment until her story is finished. This was a very real, and very raw time for Belinda, who was brave enough to share her story with us all for the very first time publicly.<\/p>\n<p>This is Belinda\u2019s \u2013 A Haunting in Australia!<\/p>\n<h3><strong>A Haunting in Australia<br \/>\n<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><strong>Belinda<\/strong><em>: When I was in my early twenties I moved into a unit on the central coast, in New South Wales, in Australia. From the very first night I moved in there it felt very uneasy. I didn\u2019t feel comfortable, like I was constantly watched, and I especially didn\u2019t feel comfortable being in my bedroom. I felt like I needed an easy escape route kind of thing, so I slept on the lounge in the lounge room. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So the very first night, I remember laying on the lounge, and I woke. And there was a tall, long-haired, solid man with a flannelette jacket walked in my entrance door. And closely followed behind him was a shorter man with a bald head. My eyes felt all groggy, and I swore it was just a dream but I think\u2026 so I went back to sleep and woke again, and saw the same people, but they were in shadow form now. And I remember looking up and just seeing the short balder guy sitting on my TV in shadow form and he just went \u201cshhhh\u201d (Finger to mouth), like that at me.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Almost every night I was in this house, in this unit, I would have that feeling. I would have that feeling of\u2026 so, so if you were to close your eyes and hold your hand an inch or so above your skin and you can feel that there\u2019s an energy force there? I would have that feeling. Like there was someone behind me. I would sleep with the covers over my head, tucked under my feet. I\u2019d have the fan going 24\/7 just to have background noise and block out something, and I would just hear \u2013 just have that feeling constantly. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I had multiple situations with these same beings all the time. And then it escalated one night where I actually had a very \u2013 yeah, a very scary encounter. I woke to tapping on the roof, or \u2026 \u2018cause, I was on the bottom level of a multi-level apartment. I just assumed it was a couple upstairs having a dispute. I woke to hear (stomping her feet), on the floor, ceiling above my bed.\u00a0 And it went again just (stomping her feet again). It went two or three times and then it stopped. And then, they went again! Then I heard running across the floor above me, and the door above me slamming and people running (Belinda, stomping feet) down the stairs. And then, the loudest bang! Which I thought was on my front door. But it could have been on my bedroom door. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I freaked! I didn\u2019t know what to do!\u00a0 It was about three or four in the morning. I ended up ringing the police, and they attended, and no one answered the door upstairs. They weren\u2019t sure if someone was in there. There was no sound of movement up there, and I later come to find out, that I think that \u2013 that place was actually unoccupied. So, I don\u2019t know if what I \u2013 I don\u2019t know if what I encountered was a replay of a domestic situation? But it was very, very frightening. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>A few nights later I was laying in bed, again I saw\u2026\u00a0 And the door handle started to slowly creak up and down, just\u2026. It wasn\u2019t a round knob. It was kind of one of those side\u2026 kind of like a\u2026 I don\u2019t know what you call it? A lengthways handle, and it was slowly creaking. Yeah \u2013\u00a0 up and down, and then it just slammed down and the door swung open. The door frame was empty for a second and then this, the tall shadow being with the long hair was there, and then he just lunged at my bed in a shadow-blanket form. I was so petrified \u2013 I\u2019m even shaking a bit now just thinking about it. My whole body just shook. It was the middle of winter, and I was sweating and felt like I had a <span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">fever. It was, it was terrible.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>\u00a0I remember telling one of my bosses about it and she believed, she believes in the spirit world. She said, \u201cI don\u2019t know who that is, but whoever it is, they do not want you in there. You need to get out right away!\u201d That didn\u2019t help at all! So, yeah within \u2013 I gave my notice pretty much straight away, and every morning I would wake up just in tears, like grateful that I made it through the night. It was really\u2026 I don\u2019t know who it was\u2026 I have a feeling now, that it may have been to do with \u2013 there\u2019s a men\u2019s rehab facility next door, a woman\u2019s refuge across the road from the hospital. I think it was to do with someone who had overdosed. And yeah, these two beings they just were nasty and really enjoyed terrifying me. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">So I got out of that. God, that was when I was twenty-two or so, I\u2019m now almost 37. But, it still gives me chills recalling that. I, they, they felt like dreams, but my eyes would be like really groggy and I didn\u2019t know if I was actually waking up or if I was inside a dream. It was a really weird experience.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u00a0Marianne:<\/strong> Yes.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Because every\u2026 the layout of every item in my house was exact. It was nothing abstract. You know when you have dreams? There\u2019s normally some abstract form to your dream. It was exact. So yeah, I think I did just go into denial and tell myself, they\u2019re just dreams. You\u2019re just a bit crazy. You\u2019re ok\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>And that would be a very normal thing to do. That would be a very normal thing to do.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yep, yep\u2026 Oh before I got scared out of the house, I started getting freaked out in my car to and from work, but I hadn\u2019t heard anyone. Cause I do shift work, and no matter what shift I\u2019m in\u2026 no matter what shift I\u2019m working, at least one end of the journey is in pitch black. So I\u2019m either going to work at 3am, or coming home at 10pm, and it\u2019s an hour long journey. Yeah, I would just feel really uneasy. I just told myself, you\u2019re just freaking out, cause it\u2019s in the dark and you\u2019ve had these experiences\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>At this stage in Belinda\u2019s life she had substance abuse issues, that she was very honest with me about, from the beginning of our conversation. For those who are unaware, there are lower level entities, low vibration spirit, that have had these issues in their lives and for whatever reason, they have not moved on, but hang around the earth plane. Some of these entities still crave the substances they had when they were living, and so they often hang around places where alcohol and drugs are freely available and where the people partaking of these substances are in a very vulnerable state, with low resistance to spirit attachment \u2013 due to the substances they are partaking of. So very often what they will do is find a vulnerable person, as they did with Belinda \u2013 and then they encourage that activity in the person they have attached themselves to. And through their living person they sort of vicariously enjoy their booze or drugs still. Encouraging that person to drink more, take more drugs etc.<\/p>\n<p>In Belinda\u2019s case, having entities around was likely not helped by the fact, that she was living next to a men\u2019s rehab centre. So it is entirely likely that the entities that she encountered in the house \u2013 were possibly around due to the centre being next door, and if their free ride was being healed in that rehab centre, then they would want to find another that they could influence to continue drinking or taking drugs etc.<\/p>\n<p>And so Belinda moved out of that particular house and things appeared to settle for her in terms of her seeing these entities and feeling them around her\u2026. But were they really gone? Or merely biding their time? Meantime, Belinda had moved on with her life and had brought herself a home, had a child and things seemed to be ok\u2026 That is, until her beloved Father died\u2026<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So, the most frightening experience though, with spirit, was shortly after my dad passed away. He passed away in October, 2016. A few years prior to that I had started hearing, what I didn\u2019t realise then, was spirit voice. I just thought I was having hallucinations, I really, yeah I, yeah I had no idea I was actually hearing spirit voice. But after Dad passed away it was quite soon, even before his funeral that I started seeing flashes of shadows, from the corners of my eyes, and I would actually hear his voice. But, it felt, it scared me.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>It took me a while to cotton on, and realise that I shouldn\u2019t be fearful of my Dad\u2019s energy. So, I would just hear him making a few remarks. (sigh) I dunno, the night that really comes to me, is the night before his funeral. I was, I was just freaking out, it was like I think I was still in denial about his death. And knowing that his funeral was coming up was yeah, it was causing me a lot of anxiety. I said to myself, ok, I\u2019ll write him a letter. You never got a chance to say these things, you can bury it with him and get some closure. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>But then I kind of freaked out and said no, I don\u2019t want to do that. I have to accept he\u2019s gone. Ah so I thought, I\u2019ll just get on my phone and distract myself! And then the internet when off! I\u2019m like no, stop toying with me, I need to distract myself. I went on my laptop. The internet went off on that. I kept hearing him, just do it, just do it. You\u2019ll regret it if you do not do it. You are going to regret it.\u00a0 <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So the second I sat down and started writing my letter out, I could hear his voice reading my letter out to me. And not long after I started writing my letter, I look over and my daughter\u2019s on YouTube, so the internet had like, restored itself. But, the whole time I was hearing his voice. Something was feeling weird and I was not trusting myself. I\u2019m thinking: A) You\u2019re hallucinating\u2026 Or I don\u2019t know \u2013 maybe\u2026 what if it\u2019s not him? What if it\u2019s someone mocking? What if this? What if that? Cause this went on for about an hour. I was crying, just hearing my Dad\u2019s voice and writing my letter to him and going back and forth from believing it was him, to just thinking I was crazy and\u2026 <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">I heard his voice say:\u00a0 You are not crazy, you are hearing me. I can prove it to you, by showing myself, but you will freak out!\u201d And I\u2019m like, no I won\u2019t freak out, show me, show me. And I started seeing just glitches of a shadow, right in front of me. But, they would jump from spot to spot and I was ok, ok, you\u2019re right I will freak out. Don\u2019t show me. Don\u2019t show me. Just after that, I heard this little chuckle saying \u201cHeh, she thinks that\u2019s her dad!\u201d Yeah, yeah, and so that, that um \u2013 yeah that really upset me, and I was like\u2026 But I\u2019m, I don\u2019t know. I was scared, but I was in denial all at the same time. And I\u2019m like, no your hearing that, your hearing that. You\u2019re just freaking and creating something that\u2019s not there.\u00a0<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So, I carried on for about a month or two. I would keep hearing dad in certain situations. And I would start to\u2026 Over the first month or two, I would start to really be aware of presences watching me, always watching me. And it started to get really uncomfortable. I talked to my sister\u2019s boyfriend at the time, and he actually put the idea in my head. He said: \u201cJust be careful who you\u2019re interacting with, that, it could be a lower vibrational entity, mimicking.\u201d <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>And when he said that, it put chills through my whole body, and it started to make sense, \u2018cause, I remember questioning\u2026 Well, the night before, before Dad\u2019s funeral \u2013 that voice that mocked and said: \u201cHa ha, she thinks it\u2019s her Dad!\u201d And there were a few things I was trying to deny, \u2018cause, I didn\u2019t want to believe that it wasn\u2019t Dad. But, it started to make sense, and I started to question. The night I started to question\u2026 yeah it all came to a head, and kind of became apparent that yeah there was a being that was imitating Dad, and had been toying with me, so\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I was laying in bed and the sound of a woman crying, and for some reason the first thing that came to my mind was, it must be my Mum. Dad\u2019s around my Mum and he\u2019s letting me hear her cry. The second I said that to myself, I heard my Dad. And the voice, it sounded different. It sounded more distant and echo-y than his voice had previously. And he said; \u201cThat\u2019s not your mother. Do not listen to it!\u201d And just the word it, him saying it \u2013 it freaked me out, my blood went boiling like I just got the cold and hot chills. I was sweating, I was like\u2026 And then I felt\u2026 I was closing, I closed my eyes and I said, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep. But I could feel, and kind of see in my minds eye this shadow, creeping up beside me, next to the bed.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I could feel\u2026 and like I could feel he was right in my face. I refused to open my eyes. But, I could hear snickering, like little chuckles and\u2026 and then, it just went dead quiet and I was waiting for something extreme to happen. Then I just heard it, clear as day. \u201cI\u2019m the devil. I\u2019m the devil. It\u2019s the devil!\u201d And laughing. It freaked me out so much! My heart was pounding out of my chest!\u00a0 Then I heard my Dad screaming: \u201cSTOP telling her you\u2019re the devil! Get away from my daughter!\u201d And yeah. Then I got REALLY freaked out\u2026 Like it, it kind of gave me a bit of comfort, \u2018cause, I realised obviously it\u2019s not the devil. It\u2019s something that\u2019s messing with me, being a real little jerk! <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">But yeah it was just freaky\u2026 I\u2019d never\u2026 oh yeah! I\u2019d never even taken into consideration that demonic beings, or inter-dimensional beings could be real. I just thought, oh it\u2019s all just fantasy and\u2026 Yeah, a whole bunch of malarkey, and I\u2019ve always believed in the after-world, but, I \u2018ve never believed in these demonic \u2013 so called demonic beings.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yeah so I was just freaking out. Laying in bed. My heart was racing a hundred miles and hour and then I just kept hearing him laughing and he kept repeating; \u201cI\u2019m the devil, ha ha! Aw you thought it was your Dad! Ha ha ha\u201d and all this stuff, and yeah, I felt really sick. Then, I\u2019m laying there and I just freaked out and in my head I just screamed! \u201cJust FUCK OFF! Just get away! Just get the fuck OUT!\u201d And as soon as I did that I felt the energy, just like intensify so much, and I just instantly thought I should not have said that! Oh oh, I really should not have said that. And I didn\u2019t hear anything for a while, and then out of no where\u2026 I had my daughter laying in the bed next to me because I was a bit freaked out and we were going through grief. She was about 7 at the time. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Out of nowhere, I felt a hand pull the back of my hair and it was so\u2026 such a tight grip, and I\u2019m freaked out, I couldn\u2019t move at first, then I turned around. It was my daughter\u2019s hand. She was fast asleep, and she\u2019s grabbing my hair. And I went to umm. I went to grab her hand and it was all icy cold\u2026 It was a vice grip! I\u2019m like, I don\u2019t know how that happened, but I immediately just got the feeling. I touched all over her body\u2026 her face, her other arm. I checked under the blankets, everywhere. Her body was normal body temperature, except the hand that was grabbing my hair, and she was fast asleep.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So I pried her hand off my hair and then I just said\u2026 I said; \u201cDon\u2019t you EVER use my daughter again! Get the fuck out!\u201d And then, I kind of\u2026 I dunno, yeah that kind of helped me to go to sleep. Because having to be defensive for my daughter, kind of made me brave up a little bit.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Right<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yeah, she didn\u2019t stir at all. I asked her in the morning, \u201coh how did you sleep last night?\u201d She\u2019s like \u201cyeah fine.\u201d I asked her; \u201cDid you wake up at any time?\u201d \u201cNo, no, no.\u201d\u00a0 She didn\u2019t remember any of it. She was out cold, just fast asleep. And then yeah\u2026 once I, once it became apparent that I, that there was this mimicking being that had been mimicking my father \u2013 and they knew that I knew, it just got worse! It\u2026just constantly I would get this image of a low lying being crawling on all fours, with a long tail, coming up towards my bed. And I\u2019d hear little\u2026I\u2019d hear \u2013 like a clairaudient, it was always, always, a clairaudient voice. A like, in your head voice, [not an] oral voice and they\u2019d just be whispering and mocking, and but a few nights after that\u2026 it, yeah the energy was really dark and I had this image of this four-legged being, just like with a tail, crawling up alongside my bed. And, as if someone was standing right next to me. I heard it through my ears, they just said: \u201cBelinda!\u201d, and it freaked me out. It was\u2026 I jumped up, and then I\u2019m like oh what do I do? I shouldn\u2019t, I\u2026I can\u2019t acknowledge that they\u2019re here. But I\u2019m like, but they know that you know they\u2019re here! So I\u2019m like \u2013 ok, I\u2019m just going to get up and pretend I\u2019m going to the toilet and I\u2019m going to come back and go to bed. Everything will be fine.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I got up and went to the bathroom. While I was in there, I heard something running through the house and knocking something over! It sounded like a full-grown man running through the house and like running into a bit of furniture or knocking over a little wooden crate or something like that. And I told myself, it\u2019s just the animals, it\u2019s just the animals are running through the house. Oh, I only had one at the time actually, my little Chihuahua. Like its just Jewel, she\u2019s just running through the house, it\u2019s fine. I came back to go to bed and my dog was fast asleep on the end of my bed. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">And that\u2019s when I said, no stuff this! I got my daughter up. I got my dog. I hi-tailed it to my Mum\u2019s. That was about 11.20 at night. And then, I\u2019m just sitting out the front of my Mum\u2019s house going ok, what do I do? How do I go in and tell my mother I\u2019ve just been scared out of my house by a ghost!?! Um\u2026 she\u2019ll think I\u2019m on drugs. So I sat in the car for about twenty minutes. My daughter was unaware of what was going on. Then I went inside and I told Mum, look, this is just what has happened. Yeah, the first thing she asked me was\u2026 cause I was talking to Mum about quitting cigarettes and going on Champix \u2013 which is a tablet that affects your neurology to stop you from smoking. But, if you\u2019re predispositioned to mental illness it can create psychosis episodes, nightmares blah, blah, blah\u2026<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">So the second I told Mum what happened she was like \u201cRight\u2026 So have you started taking Champix then?\u201d I said, I said; \u201cNo Mum. I haven\u2019t even filled the script out.\u201d She didn\u2019t know what to think. She might have thought \u2026\u2019cause,\u00a0 I had a history of alcohol and drugs when I was younger. So, I\u2019m sure that the first thing \u2013 the first place her mind went to was she\u2019s going through the grief of losing her father, she\u2019s back on drugs. Which I wasn\u2019t, I didn\u2019t lapse, didn\u2019t relapse.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p>Good for you!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>But within two days some odd stuff started happening around Mum\u2019s house. She still won\u2019t tell me what happened when I was at work. But, all I know is she went from being a skeptic to\u2026.\u00a0 One day I went to work for 10 hours, and I came back.\u00a0 And she had salted the house, and I said\u2026 I came back in and said; \u201cWhy is there salt at the front door?\u201d and she said; \u201coh um, I just after everything you said, I\u2019m taking it on board and I just thought I would Google how to get rid of low-vibration energies.\u201d <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">So she had salted, the doors, the windows, everything! She\u2026I don\u2019t know if something happened to her, or if she just started to believe me more or\u2026 But, for her to go that far, I think maybe something had happened to her and she was\u2026 yeah, she\u2019d kind of been convinced. I\u2019m not 100% sure this is real, but just in case, let\u2019s do t<\/span>his!<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Sounds like it to me. Yes, it certainly sounds like something may have happened to your Mum, that she experienced something to me as well. I\u2019ve got to ask you a question Belinda. Do you feel that this being that was affecting you after your Father\u2019s death, do you think it was\u2026Were you in the same house? Oh no, you had moved out of that flat eh. Do you think that the beings from that flat followed you?<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Yes! Yep, I definitely do. It was the same voice, the same feeling.\u00a0 So for the first two or three days after I left Mum\u2019s house I felt safe. I didn\u2019t feel like I had the beings around me. But then I think\u2026 I went back in the middle of the day to retrieve some items and I think then they understood oh she\u2019s not coming back, and they followed me. Cause, I\u2019d start to get a sense of those same beings lurking at the window at night, as I was trying to sleep. I\u2019d close my eyes and every time I\u2019d close my eyes I\u2019d \u2013 even for a split second, I\u2019d see these demonic looking faces, and I could yeah,\u00a0 feel them and hear them at the window, but\u2026 I don\u2019t know, for some reason being at Mum\u2019s I had a strength I didn\u2019t have at home. And I was very protective of my Mum, I set the clear and firm boundary. When I walked in that house I said; \u201cYou are NOT to follow me in this house. You are NOT to disturb my mother. You stay OUT!\u201d They seemed to adhere to that, and I don\u2019t know if it was that and a combination of the salting of the perimeters, but they would lurk around the perimeter of the house, but did not enter.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Then it started to\u2026 Well that kind of limited the time that they could harass me. So um\u2026so they started to make their presence known in the car on my way to and from work. I would just constantly hear this voice, this one voice. I\u2019d feel like someone was lurking, just this far behind my neck the whole time, and I\u2019d just constantly hear this voice; \u201cGET READY! Are you ready?\u201d And, it\u2019s just like, like this threat, like they were just really mentally toying with me, like the ready\u2026 like, like indicating that they were going to do something really big. But it never happened, and it constantly had me on edge. Constantly had my heart racing. I was waiting to see a full-blown apparition. I was waiting for them to interfere with the car. I was waiting for something, but it was just\u2026<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">They did that for months and months and months, just really, really enjoyed toying with me. Kicking the back of my seat while I\u2019m driving. Tugging on my seat belt, so that it went taut and firm around my stomach. Just all these little things to mentally toy with me. Then this one day at work, I remember going for a smoke break at work. As soon as I stood out in my spot to have my smoke, these three crows landed on the fence in front of me. It was so eerie. And the crow in the middle had like white eyes\u2026 It was like a crow that had been blinded or something and it was picking at the dead carcass of another bird. It just felt like it was no coincidence it landed right in front of me. I don\u2019t know\u2026 I don\u2019t know, it really\u2026 It really put me in a tizzy that I\u2026 It was like something out of a Stephen King movie or something, and it just felt like I was being taunted by these birds picking at the flesh of this dead bird, and I felt like it was a message from them\u2026that kind of thing\u2026 So yeah, that kind of freaked me out, and I could just hear them everywhere I went.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I\u2019d try to go into a room to hide and I\u2019d just hear this snickering voice just making idle threats to me and laughing and mocking me and\u2026 It really got me in a hyper state. I don\u2019t know, it had just really got me in a hyper state and it felt really terrifying and I recall that I\u2026 When I saw that I recalled this flash vision thing I\u2019d had about a month earlier. I was driving home, turning right at this roundabout. As I was driving, I saw my car flip and roll and I died. When I saw those crows, picking at the dead\u2026 the flesh of that dead bird, that vision played over in my head. I\u2019m like, what is this? Why? What\u2019s going on?\u00a0 I don\u2019t know \u2013 why did I see that vision? Was it a premonition? Was it a warning?<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I went to message my sister, and out of nowhere my Dad\u2019s picture came up on my phone. I\u2019m like, what the hell? What is\u2026 Did Dad send me that message? Saying is that\u2026? I don\u2019t know, I somehow piece together, that vision is a warning that if I drove home that night, these beings were going to scare me so much that I was going to roll my car. So I refused to go home. I went to my boss and I must have sounded like I was an escaped mental patient or on drugs or something \u2018cause, I was in such a state I wasn\u2019t making sense I was trying to tell my boss I had these attachments, I\u2026 He was just looking at me, very concerned. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">I said; \u201cI know I sound crazy, I\u2026 Get the hospital to bring a team to come and give me a mental health assessment. Get the police to come and do a drugs screening\u201d, I said; \u201c I know how it sounds. I know I look\u2026 You don\u2019t understand how scared I am\u2026\u201d He\u2019s like; \u201cNo, no, no. I believe you\u2026\u201d But yeah, obviously they just thought I was going through grief and losing the plot, I think. So I refused to go home that night. I called my sister and my Mum and I told them what happened, and I said; \u201cI just can\u2019t drive home. I have a really bad feeling if I drive home I\u2019m going to roll my car, I\u2019m going to die. I can\u2019t drive home. Can you come pick me up?\u201d<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So they came and picked me up. I couldn\u2019t, I couldn\u2019t escape. I just kept going to different places at my work place trying to escape this voice. I captured two photos that were very, very clear captures of unearthly beings and I showed my boss. I went to show my boss actually and then this voice said: \u201cYou show him that\u00a0 (unintelligible due to audio interference)\u2026fucked him.\u201d So I\u2019m like I can\u2019t\u2026 ok, ok, ok. I can\u2019t do that to my boss, I can\u2019t.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t show him the photos. I\u2019m just sounding like a raving lunatic. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">I\u2019m waiting down the end of my workplace, to get picked up, and these two junkies approached me and started talking to me and I don\u2019t know\u2026 Everything felt like a threat and like a message and like kind of said to me, the message was that, this is how we\u2019re making you look. This is what everyone\u2019s going to think. They\u2019re not going to believe you that we\u2019re here. Everyone\u2019s going to think that you\u2019re deranged and that you\u2019re back on drugs and we\u2019re going to convince them that you are.\u00a0 Not long after I saw that, I looked down and there is a bag of methamphetamine right in front of me and it felt like they were trying to tempt me. They\u2019re like, you\u2019re weak, you\u2019re going to go back to use that! Even though I hadn\u2019t used that in years. And I just said: \u201cNAH!\u201d and I walked straight over it. I was like nah, I\u2019m not, I\u2019m not.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>At that moment, I looked up into this unused office. It\u2019s used during the day, but at night time it\u2019s not\u2026 and there was this huge shadow figure with glowing red eyes. And, I thought I had gone bat-shit crazy.\u00a0 I had heard people saying about stuff like that before, and I\u2019m just like yeah, you\u2019ve just watched too much Supernatural like, come back to the real world! But, I saw it! It would have been seven to eight foot tall, just black. No real distinguished features. It was just solid \u2013 like a shadow person. But, glowing red eyes. Like it was like a\u2026 Like the red glow you would see on an appliance that\u2019s turned off and I\u2019m like \u2013 what the hell!?! Then, not long after that my mother and my sister turned up to pick me up. Yeah it was\u2026 it was crazy. I\u2019d never seen anything insane like that in my life. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">So it went on for months and months and months. I eventually got onto a local paranormal investigation team. They came into do a few investigations in the house that I was in. And they did straight away \u2013 they picked up EVPs confirming suspicions that I\u2019d had\u2026 They\u2026 I dunno, I\u2019d hear\u2026 I remember doing one session with them, and there was a lady with me and she\u2019s asking questions; \u201cWhat are you? Why are you doing this? What is your problem? What\u2019s going on?\u201d\u00a0 And I heard, clear as day my name being said, long and drawn out; \u201cBelinda.\u201d<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I said:\u201d You\u2019re going to pick up a name\u2026 you\u2019re going to pick up a voice, right there, \u2018cause, I heard them saying my name!\u201d\u00a0 When they went back to review the EVP from that session, they didn\u2019t hear my name being said, but after I say you\u2019re going to pick up a voice right there, someone said my name, you hear a male saying: \u201cYeah. I said it!\u201d\u00a0 Yeah\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">And there\u2019s a few times when I was walking around, I\u2019m; \u201cI feel like someone\u2019s touching me\u201d and you hear voices confirming; \u201cYeah, it was me!\u201d \u00a0\u00a0There was a few different voices in there. There was one malicious male voice kept coming through. There was a female voice, but the malicious male voice, he was \u201cyeah I did it.\u201d The woman\u2019s voice was quite funny, she goes it\u2019s \u201cOh sorry, I didn\u2019t mean too!\u201d<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>But they were asking, why are you doing this to her? What is your gig? What problem to you have with Belinda? And you hear a Class A EVP, I wish I had a copy of it. You hear this male voice saying; \u201cI fucking hate her!\u201d And it gave me chills down my back and I\u2019m like why? Why do you hate me? Like what\u2019s? I dunno\u2026 Yeah so that went on for months and months. They tried to clear us, multiple times, through remote clearing. Yeah it, and they say; \u201cOh yeah, it\u2019s all good. It\u2019s taken care of.\u201d Blah, blah, blah, blah blah\u2026 <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I\u2019m like; \u201cNO it\u2019s not, I\u2019m telling you because I can hear the\u2026 hear the entity.\u201d <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>\u201cNo, no, no we\u2019ve definitely cleared your house.\u201d And they would get mediums to come in and sage the house and they\u2019re like: \u201cThey\u2019ve gone, they\u2019ve gone, your safe.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>And I\u2019m like; \u201cI\u2019m not! I can still sense someone right above me. I don\u2019t know if they\u2019re out of the house, but I can still sense them, and I can literally hear him mocking you! Laughing saying \u2013 They think they\u2019ve gotten rid of me\u2026 You can\u2019t escape from me, I know where you\u2019re going. Everywhere you go, I know where you are. \u201d And they wouldn\u2019t listen to me, but they came back and did repeat recordings. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I remember one night we did a night time session. Everywhere I went, this being was off to the side\u2026 like I could feel them. They said; \u201dOk\u2026we want to do..\u201d I couldn\u2019t get it through to them that it wasn\u2019t the house that was haunted now, it was me! <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>They said; \u201cOk, we\u2019re gonna let\u2026 get you to leave the house. Can you just drive to my wife\u2019s house?\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I\u2019m like, shaking in my boots and it\u2019s the middle of the night. These things taunt me in the car you\u2026 I said; \u201cYou\u2019re not going to get any activity after I leave, because it\u2019s gonna follow me.\u201d They wouldn\u2019t listen. Anyway, it followed me. Their house is heavily protected, so it was again, waiting and lurking at the windows.\u00a0 I could feel\u2026 just to my right, I could feel\u2026 And I went to the bathroom, I could feel them lurking out that bathroom window. It was just tormenting and just constant \u2013 and as I actually left their house to go back, they told me the next day when they saw me. That his wife, who does see spirit with her eyes, saw this shadowy, four-legged thing on top of my car. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Then they kind of started to believe, oh yeah, she knows what she\u2019s talking about. She is being haunted, it\u2019s not just that. They did EVP sessions in the car and picked up the same voice. They came to\u2026 I ended up buying a new house, because there was no way I wanted to come back to that house \u2013 Which funnily enough, I now live at.\u00a0 I\u2019m back at the house now, \u2018cause, I realised. It\u2019s not the house, it was me.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Right.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yeah, I ended up buying a new house and they kept telling me oh it\u2019s alright your old house has been cleared. You\u2019re fine, you\u2019re fine! There\u2019s nothing going to be at the new house. I\u2019m like, you\u2019re wrong! <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I remember one time they did a clearing session at the house and they were like yep it\u2019s all gone. It\u2019s been confirmed, it\u2019s definitely been taken care of\u2026 our guides have taken care of it\u2026 blah, blah, blah, blah\u2026 I just rolled my eyes and shook my head and said; \u201cIt\u2019s not. I heard it. It\u2019s very distant, it\u2019s like it knew \u2013 it\u2019s always one step ahead of you. It knew what you were going <\/em> <\/span><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">to do. So it took off to another realm or another\u2026 It extracted itself from this position. I can hear it; it sounds really distant.\u201d But it said; \u201cYou think you can hide from me? You can\u2019t! I know exactly where you\u2019re going, and I\u2019ll be waiting for you.\u201d<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>So\u2026. This was at the time the haunting was really intense, I was really scared\u2026blah, blah, blah\u2026.I could feel him. I was sitting out the front on the veranda, and I could feel him, right in my face. I could feel him just staring at me. And, I was playing with my phone, I had a feeling I should take a photo\u2026 and then he actually mocked me and said \u201cTake a photo\u2026 I dare you!\u201d And I took the photo, and I opened it instantly, and I pretty much almost dropped my phone. It scared me. I saw his face \u2013 right there, instantly! I took multiple photos in succession actually, and that\u2019s the only one that face appears in. \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>When we moved into the new house, activity picked up really quickly. There were some resident spirits there, but there were those entities that followed us as well.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Right.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I was in that new house for all of half an hour, when the back door slammed and I heard a male voice yelling at me to get out!\u00a0 My daughter and her cousins came around after school that day, to check out the new house, and within twenty minutes my daughter came running, screaming up the hall saying; \u201cMummy, there\u2019s something in there following me!\u201d I said; \u201cWhat do you mean there\u2019s something in there following you?\u201d She said; \u201cI can see this shadow with spiky hair! And it keeps following me up and down the halls.\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">And I had seen out of the corner of my eye, in her bedroom mirror\u2026 I thought I kept seeing something in there. But I said to myself, no, you\u2019ve got a lot of kids running around. Or, you\u2019re just\u2026 you\u2019re just on guard cause of past experiences\u2026 blah, blah, blah. I said; \u201cAre you sure it\u2019s not the kids running up and down the hall? Are you sure it\u2019s not shadows of them?\u201d She said: \u201cNo! All the kids were hiding in the wardrobe in the spare room and I saw it.\u201d She said; \u201cAnd then it stood in my doorway and said stop!\u201d But she was very particular that it had spiky hair, or a spiky head. I don\u2019t know, I don\u2019t know what that was,<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">But yeah, that continued on for months \u2013 seven or eight months, we had these beings. I tried cleansing, I tried being cleared, I tried salt baths. I got\u2026 I recall one medium they got involved, an international medium they got involved, and she\u2019s very \u2013 of a religious belief. She said; \u201cOh, it\u2019s ok, it\u2019s ok. Just say this prayer\u2026 say this prayer you\u2019ll be fine.\u201d I didn\u2019t feel very confident with that, she said; \u201cTrust me. I\u2019ve been doing this for many years, I\u2019ve had many clients that this has worked with\u2026 blah, blah, blah\u2026 Say the Lord\u2019s prayer.\u201d I started repeating that, but I\u2019m not a religious person. So I didn\u2019t have much faith. It was more like clinging onto a hope that this was going to be a magic pill.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p>Right<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I was at work and I started feeling burning on my chest. I\u2019m like that is really\u2026it was like a weird burn, like\u2026kind of like if you get lemon juice in a cut or something. Like it was\u2026<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>A stinging burn<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_1408\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption alignleft\"><img decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1408\" class=\"wp-image-1408 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1-300x221.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"221\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1-200x147.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1-300x221.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1-400x294.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1-600x441.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Scratches-1.jpg 703w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><p id=\"caption-attachment-1408\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The scratches that appeared on Belinda&#8217;s chest.<\/p><\/div>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Yeah exactly. I looked down and I see this scratch on my chest. Pretty superficial, but it was a scratch. And I looked back later and there was another scratch and it\u2019s gone into a cross shape and I\u2019m like\u2026what the? And there\u2019s another scratch and it ended up going into a\u2026 almost like a weird, curved h. I just kept getting scratches and scratches on my chest. Very superficial, but fine scratches. I have photos of them somewhere which I can send you later if you want? I was freaking out wondering what the hell is this?<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">These paranormal investigators that were helping me out were too egotistical to listen, and very doom and gloom. He was always telling me oh yeah, the dark ones are coming, the dark ones are coming. They\u2019re gonna win. It\u2019s only a matter of\u2026. It\u2019s not a matter of us beating them, its just a matter of us fending them off for as long as we can. He had me convinced that yeah, yep you\u2019ve been tagged now, you\u2019ll be tagged, you\u2019ll be tarnished for life. They\u2019ll follow you for life\u2026blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. He was very, he really made the situation worse, he\u2026 and I strongly believe now that had I not got these people involved, it wouldn\u2019t have escalated to the point that it did. I think they were unknowingly working with dark beings themselves.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p>So how did you eventually get rid of this entity?<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Well, they tried remote clearing multiple times, and I felt like it worked, momentarily. But unknown to me, these beings were also appearing to my daughter, at school. Hmmm, and so I was putting up my defences doing my psychic protection, saying you can\u2019t come into this house, putting a protective dome up around the house\u2026 blah, blah, blah, blah, blah\u2026 Having these people remotely clear them, then unknown to me coming and appearing to my daughter as her Pop, my Dad, in the bathroom mirror at school. And asking her to let them come back into the house\u2026 Yeah!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Oh\u2026.that\u2019s not good.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yeah, it took quite a few months to convince her that it wasn\u2019t her Pop. I finally did get through to her. It upset her so much she\u2026she\u2019s like, she appeased me for a while. Like yeah Mum ok, I won\u2019t let him back in\u2026 Then after stuff started getting really intense \u2013 an encounter with a hag lady, which I\u2019ll tell you about in a second. She\u2026 and our animals started getting targeted. Then she really freaked out. I had to put the fear of god into her pretty much and say they are now targeting our animals. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">One of our cats was slammed between two doors and had an injury to their leg. Our little chihuahua was constantly hiding. She\u2019s normally like a little shadow and will follow me around everywhere. She was constantly hiding.\u00a0 I went into our bedroom one time and she was just laying on her side, with her eyes bulging out the side of her head. Going huff huff huff (panting)\u2026Something was freaking her out.<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>I had to\u2026 yeah use the fear of the dogs, the animals are going to get really injured or possibly die if you do not say these beings can\u2019t come into the house anymore. Then she said; \u201cYes I know Mum. I told you I told them they couldn\u2019t come into the house anymore, but I didn\u2019t want to believe that it wasn\u2019t Poppy, so I kept letting them back in.\u201d Then yeah, after she realized the animals could very well get very badly hurt or die from this, then she put her foot down and started saying no and I taught her defences, how to block them out and about shielding and yeah, stuff like that. <\/em><\/span><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>But the hag-lady, yeah so that was another interesting one\u2026 Sorry, I am jumping all over the place.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>We were talking about how you got rid of them<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Oh yeah\u2026 I researched and joined some psychic development groups, and I started detaching myself, physically, emotionally, and energetically from the investigators, and once I did that, I found this new found confidence and strength. And, I kind of took back my power. I kind of had a moment with myself when I was like\u2026 ok, you have gone through months of torment and it\u2019s been terrifying. But honestly, what is the worst thing that has happened? Have you been harmed physically? You\u2019ve got superficial scratches. They made all these threats about killing your patients and killing your pets, killing you. Did that happen? No! They\u2019re obviously full of hot air. So\u2026 I just kind of \u2013 yeah, took back my own power. I just said; \u201cNah! You know what? I\u2019m blocking you, you\u2019re gone! End of story!\u201d<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>And it was amazing how when I stopped listening to that idiot\u2019s doom and gloom stories about how I was going to be targeted for life and took back my own power, it slowly diminished, until I felt safe again. If I did every feel a presence I was just like Nah, I\u2019m putting on my helmet. I have these visual aids and one is like a, an impenetrable metal helmet. I see the spirits words as arrows and they just deflect off my helmet and I\u2026.and yeah, just simple stuff like that. And I was like, you don\u2019t need all this ogita boogita, you just need your own power, and you just need to have confidence that you\u2019re safe. This is primarily your realm. And yeah! So yeah! Yeah! It was a very empowering moment.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s so awesome! You know that\u2019s always what I tell people Belinda. Spirit only EVER has as much power over you as you give it!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>As you give it!<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>Awesome! You did everything right! Just awesome. That you finally realised that you had the power and intent is everything!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Yes! Yes, that is such an important thing. That\u2019s what\u2026 everyone asks all these questions about different things and I\u2019m like, I don\u2019t think the crap\u2026 Like they have all these ritualistic things. You can do all these rituals til the cows come home. But intent is the absolute\u2026 yeah, yeah.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>In my facebook group, Walking the Shadowlands, I always tell the members that intent is EVERYTHING. Intent is everything. You can spiritually cleanse you house until the cows come home, but if you don\u2019t intend to clean it\u2026 If your intentions are not clear\u2026 If you think that it won\u2019t work, then it never will!<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">That\u2019s exactly it and that\u2019s why people\u2026 I always get into discussions with people who are of a very religious background. And they\u2019re; \u201coh you just need to pray, you just need to pray\u2026\u201d No! that works for you.\u00a0 \u201cBut why does it work? It\u2019s because of the Lord!\u201d\u00a0 It\u2019s because of your faith and your intent\u2026Just like people swear by \u2013 you sage it and it will get rid of it! That works for you, because that\u2019s what your intent is<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">And prayer works for that person because that\u2019s their intent, their faith, and their belief. I tried all sorts of techniques. I was guaranteed, burn frankincense and it will work. Burn sage, it will work. I got laughed at when I burned sage. I got growled at when I burned frankincense. Yeah, the only thing that ultimately worked was learning my own inner strength and power. I set my intent and fending for myself, yeah!<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p>What a powerful learning to pass onto listeners, actually Belinda. That\u2019s really awesome, cause it was pretty scary for you, and I\u2019m sure there were times when you felt like you were losing your mind, for sure!<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Definitely yes, and there were times especially, when I brought into beliefs that I was going to be target for life, it really scared me.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>But out of all of that there has come a lot of positives. Look how strong you are today!<\/p>\n<p><em><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\">Oh definitely. And I\u2026 it\u2019s so surreal looking back on it now\u2026Yeah, that\u2019s what I always tell people when I talk to new friends about my story, whenever\u2026 They\u2019re like oh my god how did you get through that? It\u2019s like, well actually, I\u2019m really appreciative for it. It\u2019s\u2026It\u2019s brought me to a new level of self-appreciation, self-understanding, self-awareness, strength. It\u2019s\u2026 and not only that it forced me into a position where I brought another house\u2026 and so now I have an investment property. Like thank you evil bastards!<\/span> <\/em><\/p>\n<p>So inadvertently they helped you out! Well done you! Oh, this has been so interesting Belinda. I can\u2019t thank you enough for sharing your pretty scary story with us all. I really appreciate it, and I am sure that your story will encourage and inspire others as well. Thank you so much<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #cc00aa;\"><em>Thank you. Goodbye.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:20px;width:100%;max-width:750px;\"><div class=\"fusion-separator-border sep-single sep-solid\" style=\"--awb-height:20px;--awb-amount:20px;border-color:#aacc00;border-top-width:1px;\"><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-builder-row fusion-builder-row-inner fusion-row fusion-flex-align-items-flex-start fusion-flex-content-wrap\" style=\"width:104% !important;max-width:104% !important;margin-left: calc(-4% \/ 2 );margin-right: calc(-4% \/ 2 );\"><div class=\"fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column_inner fusion-builder-nested-column-0 fusion_builder_column_inner_1_4 1_4 fusion-flex-column\" style=\"--awb-bg-size:cover;--awb-width-large:25%;--awb-margin-top-large:0px;--awb-spacing-right-large:7.68%;--awb-margin-bottom-large:20px;--awb-spacing-left-large:7.68%;--awb-width-medium:25%;--awb-order-medium:0;--awb-spacing-right-medium:7.68%;--awb-spacing-left-medium:7.68%;--awb-width-small:100%;--awb-order-small:0;--awb-spacing-right-small:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-small:1.92%;\"><div class=\"fusion-column-wrapper fusion-column-has-shadow fusion-flex-justify-content-flex-start fusion-content-layout-column\"><div class=\"fusion-image-element \" style=\"--awb-max-width:95%;--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);\"><span class=\" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-2 hover-type-none\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"251\" height=\"300\" alt=\"Belinda-Face-original\" title=\"Belinda-Face-original\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original-251x300.jpg\" class=\"img-responsive wp-image-1404\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original-200x239.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original-400x478.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original-600x717.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original-800x956.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-original.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/span><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:10px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-2\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\">The original image Belinda took, that shows the face behind her.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column_inner fusion-builder-nested-column-1 fusion_builder_column_inner_1_4 1_4 fusion-flex-column\" style=\"--awb-bg-size:cover;--awb-width-large:25%;--awb-margin-top-large:0px;--awb-spacing-right-large:7.68%;--awb-margin-bottom-large:20px;--awb-spacing-left-large:7.68%;--awb-width-medium:25%;--awb-order-medium:0;--awb-spacing-right-medium:7.68%;--awb-spacing-left-medium:7.68%;--awb-width-small:100%;--awb-order-small:0;--awb-spacing-right-small:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-small:1.92%;\"><div class=\"fusion-column-wrapper fusion-column-has-shadow fusion-flex-justify-content-flex-start fusion-content-layout-column\"><div class=\"fusion-image-element \" style=\"--awb-max-width:95%;--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);\"><span class=\" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-3 hover-type-none\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"251\" height=\"300\" alt=\"Belinda-Face-original\" title=\"Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped-251x300.jpg\" class=\"img-responsive wp-image-1405\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped-200x239.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped-400x478.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped-600x717.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped-800x956.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Belinda-Face-framed-and-cropped.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/span><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:10px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-3\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\">The face framed and cropped<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column_inner fusion-builder-nested-column-2 fusion_builder_column_inner_1_4 1_4 fusion-flex-column\" style=\"--awb-bg-size:cover;--awb-width-large:25%;--awb-margin-top-large:0px;--awb-spacing-right-large:7.68%;--awb-margin-bottom-large:20px;--awb-spacing-left-large:7.68%;--awb-width-medium:25%;--awb-order-medium:0;--awb-spacing-right-medium:7.68%;--awb-spacing-left-medium:7.68%;--awb-width-small:100%;--awb-order-small:0;--awb-spacing-right-small:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-small:1.92%;\"><div class=\"fusion-column-wrapper fusion-column-has-shadow fusion-flex-justify-content-flex-start fusion-content-layout-column\"><div class=\"fusion-image-element \" style=\"--awb-max-width:95%;--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);\"><span class=\" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-4 hover-type-none\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"251\" height=\"300\" alt=\"Belinda-Face-original\" title=\"Brightness-Contrast&#8211;1200&#215;1434\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1-251x300.jpg\" class=\"img-responsive wp-image-1406\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1-200x239.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1-400x478.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1-600x717.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1-800x956.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Brightness-Contrast-1200x1434-1.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/span><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:10px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-4\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\">Brightness &amp; contrast altered.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-layout-column fusion_builder_column_inner fusion-builder-nested-column-3 fusion_builder_column_inner_1_4 1_4 fusion-flex-column\" style=\"--awb-bg-size:cover;--awb-width-large:25%;--awb-margin-top-large:0px;--awb-spacing-right-large:7.68%;--awb-margin-bottom-large:20px;--awb-spacing-left-large:7.68%;--awb-width-medium:25%;--awb-order-medium:0;--awb-spacing-right-medium:7.68%;--awb-spacing-left-medium:7.68%;--awb-width-small:100%;--awb-order-small:0;--awb-spacing-right-small:1.92%;--awb-spacing-left-small:1.92%;\"><div class=\"fusion-column-wrapper fusion-column-has-shadow fusion-flex-justify-content-flex-start fusion-content-layout-column\"><div class=\"fusion-image-element \" style=\"--awb-max-width:95%;--awb-caption-title-font-family:var(--h2_typography-font-family);--awb-caption-title-font-weight:var(--h2_typography-font-weight);--awb-caption-title-font-style:var(--h2_typography-font-style);--awb-caption-title-size:var(--h2_typography-font-size);--awb-caption-title-transform:var(--h2_typography-text-transform);--awb-caption-title-line-height:var(--h2_typography-line-height);--awb-caption-title-letter-spacing:var(--h2_typography-letter-spacing);\"><span class=\" fusion-imageframe imageframe-none imageframe-5 hover-type-none\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"251\" height=\"300\" alt=\"Belinda-Face-original\" title=\"Exposure\" src=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure-251x300.jpg\" class=\"img-responsive wp-image-1407\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure-200x239.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure-400x478.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure-600x717.jpg 600w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure-800x956.jpg 800w, https:\/\/www.walkingtheshadowlands.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/09\/Exposure.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/span><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator fusion-full-width-sep\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:10px;width:100%;\"><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-5\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\">Exposure altered<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:20px;width:100%;max-width:750px;\"><div class=\"fusion-separator-border sep-single sep-solid\" 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Encourage them to listen, and to subscribe also \u2013 the more the merrier!<\/p>\n<\/div><div class=\"fusion-separator\" style=\"align-self: center;margin-left: auto;margin-right: auto;margin-bottom:20px;width:100%;max-width:750px;\"><div class=\"fusion-separator-border sep-single sep-solid\" style=\"--awb-height:20px;--awb-amount:20px;border-color:#aacc00;border-top-width:1px;\"><\/div><\/div><div class=\"fusion-text fusion-text-7\"><p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe style=\"width: 100%; max-width: 660px; overflow: hidden; border-radius: 10px;\" src=\"https:\/\/embed.podcasts.apple.com\/au\/podcast\/a-haunting-in-australia\/id1459961634?i=1000567835172\" height=\"150\" frameborder=\"0\" sandbox=\"allow-forms allow-popups allow-same-origin allow-scripts allow-storage-access-by-user-activation allow-top-navigation-by-user-activation\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4100,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_seopress_robots_primary_cat":"none","_seopress_titles_title":"Episode: 115: A Haunting In Australia","_seopress_titles_desc":"Can you imagine not feeling safe in your own home? 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