Hello,
Were you looking for testimonies about spiritualism? Well, I can tell you about my experience:
A long time ago, my sister was on vacation in Turkey. When she was with a group of people, one of them told her, “Listen, if your sister is asleep, I could get in touch with her.” That day, it turned out that I wasn’t asleep, so my sister couldn’t verify that person’s claim. Later, my sister asked me what I had been doing that day, and indeed, I had been out.
She tells me and says, listen…
So, she and I were alone, and since I was on my period and in a state of ritual impurity for the session, there were some contacts, but very light ones. I told myself that my sister was faking the cup, that it was impossible, so I went home. On Sunday, a day when I had some peace, I retreated to my apartment, and there I tried it on my own, using a Bic pen and a piece of paper as support.
First of all, it's fun; we answer your questions whenever you want, but here's the thing: the excitement quickly fades when they no longer let you react the way you want to. They take control by scaring you, such as:
The lights that stay on when I wake up, the walls that scratch, the dripping faucet, and when you tell me to say my prayers, I’m going to die, and so on, for months and months, I started sleeping during the day and at night I was keeping watch over my body so I wouldn’t die.
I didn’t dare speak about my situation for fear of being taken for a crazy woman, and yet I had to do something because I no longer knew how to stay at home; the threats were becoming more and more frequent. Otherwise, what was I to do but tell my sister, who was very angry that I had disobeyed her, yet who was still supportive of my misfortunes, and who spoke to her circle of trusted people.
One day my sister takes me to a FIKR, a Moroccan healer.
That day, the threats were even more menacing. “In any case, he won’t be able to heal you, and you’ll be at our mercy,” the voices told me. Summoning my courage, I found myself face to face with this man. As soon as I put my head inside the room, he said, “I’m going to burn you, and you’ll be…” I sat down and told myself that I had several of them; one was kind and defended me, while the other eight were evil and sought my complete destruction.
In fact, it wasn’t spiritism that caused me all these troubles, but the magic of ill-intentioned people who only wanted my death. Over time, I had these spirits or demons that were already there, but they manifested when I tried to practice spiritism.
I thought I would be done with these beech trees, but I struggled for a long time.
Until the day I decided to see a psychic who told me I had to write! So I told her I was afraid and she said not to fear anything. One day, feeling down, I picked up the pen again. It turns out that sometimes I make predictions to my loved ones that in the end are not accurate. However, when I went to see another psychic, she asked me questions and everything was accurate.
Now I don't know what to think! If you need any further information, I am at your disposal.
Kind regards
Ladysally