….. Right away I noticed that the church was directly across from an old, shoddy looking, funeral parlor. It had long ago been closed and the windows covered with soap or paint on the inside. There was, however, a cloudy grey energy bridge high in the air above the road between the funeral parlor and the restaurant. It felt old, stagnant, and unpleasant. The energies on the sidewalk and road on the whole block in front of the restaurant was thick and suffocating, roiling with bitterness and despair.

There were power channels under the sidewalks that corresponded with water and sewer lines. Water is a great conduit for negative energies and must always be addressed when clearing property of any type. Electrical and communication wires are equally important. I dowsed for all energy pathways and took note for later.

I met the owner and walked through to assess what was occurring. I was stunned by the amount of activity taking place in the building. There were literally hundreds of lost souls flowing about. Many were lost and frightened. Others were in a full rage. There was an immense pool of hatred and disgust channeled to and throughout the building. There was a specific stream of evil intent manifest in multiple locations. Triple whammy! Ghosts, hatred, evil. Wow!

I immediately knew that the primary reason for the lost souls was the result of bungled funerals both within the church and from the funeral parlor across the street. Over the years there were many souls, hundreds of them, that had not moved on to progression following death. They were lost. For whatever reason, they had gathered together in the church and were sharing their misery at being stuck.

One ghost approached me, “I am so glad there is finally someone who can see us and communicate with us. It wasn’t so bad here while the church was active. The living people’s spirits were kind and light most of the time. Pleasant to be around. Some people even noticed us from time to time, which gave us joy. We enjoyed the services and the singing. Then the church closed down. It was at first empty and very lonely. Changes began when the restaurant got started. It upsets us all. This is our home and has been invaded by a constant stream of invaders. We don’t know what to do. I hope you can help us.” I could tell they were desperate for some kind of release from their imprisonment, no matter how aesthetically pleasing the cage…

My response was, “That is what I am here for. I will do everything I can to help all of you, and to clean up the ugly energy in this place. Thank you for speaking with me.”