By the beginning of March 2013 I was questioning everything. Dexter was not getting better. We kept looking for signs of recovery and focusing on any positive aspect of his health that we could find; that he still had a healthy appetite, that the sore lump on his wrist was healing and that his other lumps had mostly gone. I focused continually on creating the reality of health and wellness for him and it was using all my energy – I was exhausted.
(I did not know at this time how to co-create with the Wisdom Goddess.)
A week into March Dexter went into steep decline. Suddenly he couldn’t walk unassisted. When we helped him up he collapsed after just a few steps. He didn’t even want to go for a walk, for the first time ever, and the light had gone from his eyes. He was in terrible pain and I couldn’t bear to hear the crunching of his hips when he tried to walk. He wasn’t eating and hadn’t gone to the loo in days. The constipation was a real concern. We increased his pain medication (Previcox) to one a day and we were beginning to wonder whether it was the beginning of the end. This was something we dared not speak of. We shared the burden of that thought through worried glances – we didn’t want to say it out loud.
I still felt that I was missing something, but what? How do you search for the unknown?
One sunny day, I called my friend Liz back in London. I remember hearing a hawk calling over the ridge, but I couldn’t see it when I looked outside.
Liz always asked after Dexter’s health and her words are burned into my memory forever, “Are you sure it’s not an entity?”
Time stood still in that moment. I hadn’t had much experience with entities, but I was aware they existed and I knew people I trusted who had encountered them. Liz went onto say, “When Sparky’s spine sagged, it was always because of entities. The animals take them on for us you know.”
I knew with absolute clarity that Dexter had entities and they needed to be cleared. I can’t explain how I knew, but I had experienced the clarity of knowing something that had not been acquired through my normal senses and I knew what it felt like. I didn’t know what to do, or how to prepare, but I also knew in that instant that preparation was irrelevant.
Dexter was lying in the garden. I went out to him and asked for help. AA Raphael and Baba Ji showed up. I addressed the entity and told it to leave and go to the Light, that it did not belong here. Nothing happened and I kept on telling it to leave, doing the shouty-command thing with arms outstretched. Then Dexter started shaking and thrashing around and I told him that it was OK to let it go, but it wasn’t budging. This carried on for five minutes or more and I didn’t know what to do and felt desperate. Without thinking I just happened to glance up at the roof and there was a small white bird, the size of a sparrow but completely white, on the apex of the roof. On seeing the bird I felt a wave of compassion for the entity and I knew it didn’t now where to go. With great tenderness I told the entity that the bird would show it the way. At that the bird flew off, Dexter laid down and the dogs next door stopped howling. Then he got up on his own and walked around the garden and had a great big dump – four days worth!
Dean came home to find Dexter wandering round the garden and I told him what had happened. I’m never sure what Dean thinks about these things, his experience of reality is so different to mine. But he won’t deny that Dexter was clearly better and stronger. However, he was still edgy about coming into the house and I felt in a way that I can’t explain that something wasn’t right. It felt to me as though there was some heavy energy around the front of the house – the air felt thick and it made my head foggy. It hasn’t been confirmed by other sources, but I described it as an energetic portal. I felt it might be why Carlos next door was mad!
Working on instinct, I made a rattle and programmed the frequency for Forgiveness into my laser and went around all the doors and windows, corners and every room telling whatever was there to leave and commanding the portal to be moved into the sky. When I finished I asked that it be sealed from eternity to infinity. In that moment there was a flash of lightening and a great clap of thunder. Dean witnessed the thunder and then Dexter was OK coming into the house.
I thought it was over, but that night Dexter would not lie down and sleep. He kept crying and howling and wouldn’t let Dean lie down. He would only be quiet if Dean was standing up next to him – clearly he didn’t want Dean to go to sleep. I remembered his role as Anubis, the gatekeeper and I realised that something was attaching to Dean and Dexter was protecting him and letting us know in the only way he could that something needed to be done. What needed to be done?
Working on some barely remembered instinct I went through a cleansing with Dean. I told what was there to leave, but it wouldn’t go. This energy seemed to be clinging onto him because of some flawed sense of connection, an illusion of relationship. By acknowledging the relationship I managed to get it to move down to Dean’s feet and then I closed Dean’s chakras and broke the connection and convinced it to leave. Immediately after, we both saw the tiniest, brightest rainbow ever, glowing in the field next door. It wasn’t raining and the whole house felt different, lighter and cleaner.
That afternoon we met some neighbours who knew the previous owners and I asked them about the house’s history. They told us that the son of the previous owner had committed suicide there a few years back.
After that, Dexter went from strength to strength. His appetite and his life force returned and he enjoyed a glorious retirement after we moved to our new home in May of that year. I think Dexter would have died in that rented house if I hadn’t been able to free him from the entity and I suspect that happens to more people than we might think. These ‘lost’ energies are everywhere. I think of them as memories and energetic interference that gets left behind in the trauma of death. (The template for this was set up when the Aeon Sophia plunged from the pleroma and unintentionally created the archons.) Some of these energies are malevolent, if the living person they had been part of was evil, while others are just lost or confused. I suspect that when people do everything possible to recover their health when they have a chronic illness and they don’t get better, that it might be because they have an invasive energy feeding on them. We are not meant to get sick and die from these diseases like we do.
The key symptom of entity attachment with Dexter was sudden collapse. He would be walking along, seemingly normal, and suddenly his legs would give way and he would fall to the ground face first – it was awful to see. It didn’t happen so much after we moved to the finca, because we are off the beaten track and we hardly see any people. But it did happen on occasion. It finally dawned on me that he was attracting the entities so that I could send them on their way. Not evil entities, just lost souls. So we carried on doing this whenever necessary for the rest of his life.
In October 2014, I thought we’d adjusted reasonably well to Dexter’s death, but I gradually became overwhelmed with tremendous grief an sadness. Even Tulku couldn’t cheer me up. Yesterday we saw a white bird on the roof here and I suddenly questioned whether I had attracted and entity. How could I clear it without Dexter?