The Games Continue: Frantic Knocking

Just one day later and already I have an update. Yep– these things really do come in waves.

My husband Gerick had been visiting neighbors until 10:30 and I went so far as to go fetch him home because I was starting to feel creeped out. That whole ‘feeling of presence’ started rising around then, whereas prior to that, everything seemed fine.

An hour later I was reading in bed, and a half hour after that (around midnight) I had just barely fallen asleep while Gerick (who suffered an injury to his arm and was in some pain) laid in bed, awake, wondering if he should get up and take a pain reliever so he could actually fall asleep.

Downstairs, someone knocked frantically at our sliding glass door! It was about 7 or 8 hard raps, delivered in quick succession!

Given how events have been playing out lately, he was not about to check out the knocking without me! Then came the next problem: though I heard the raps in a distant sort of way, I was too tired to fully awaken. Gerick had to really shake me to get me to full consciousness– which is very unlike me. I’m the light sleeper who jumps when a pin drops. Yet I felt groggy and drugged (no substances taken before bed besides fruit juice.) This is NOT uncommon when it comes to alien visitations– they can target people to put them into a deep sleep. Apparently, they wanted Gerick alone to answer their summons at the door.

Fortunately, Gerick was disinclined to cooperate!

I clumsily fumbled out of the deep sleep I’d been in for all of 10 minutes (!), and lurched myself up and out of bed to join my husband in going downstairs. We both expected what we found– which was NOTHING and no one (visible). We did not open any doors, but watched and waited for a few minutes, looking out the sliding glass doors to see if anyone was around.

Yet the knocks were so obvious and frantic that we texted the neighbors and double-checked to be sure nothing was wrong. No one responded. Turned out they had fallen asleep a few minutes before as well, and even the very loud knocking 6 feet from their heads could not awaken them. They discovered our texts the next morning.

Eventually, we gave up and went back to bed, this time with Gerick falling asleep first. This morning I slept in until nearly 10, trying to make up for lost sleep. Paranormal waves are one reason I developed sleep disorders in the first place, so as you can imagine, this latest round is doing me no favors…

Today, just to cover my bases, I went ahead and smudged OUTSIDE our building, even using sage smoke on the cars, the parking lot, the close by lawn and gardens, and the chicken coop. If we have any normal spirits around, that should hold them off a month or two. Aliens not so much, but hey– one does what one can. I have to eliminate whatever troublemakers I can through whatever means available. Luckily, we went on a sage run last fall and I’m all stocked up.

Stay tuned! At Spiral’s End: What’s Left After the Paradigm Shatters is the personal paranormal blog of a woman that follows not only current odd events in her life, but recounts incidents from her past, including lifelong alien abductions, encounters with ghosts and other spiritual beings, and premonitions from either waking visions or dreams. She reacts and speculates about the deeper meaning behind these incidents and wonders– what is the ultimate reality or intelligence behind it all?