Chapter One: Protection
When one begins any journey, she must take all possible precautions she can; to protect herself from any disaster seen, unseen or probable. You go hiking in the Arizona Mountains; you should know to take several jugs of water. A few for your car, several for you and any other living creature with you; be it friends, family or your Golden Retriever, Spencer. If, like me, you grew up in Arizona, you also learn to bring along a couple of bags of Doritos. Should you dehydrate (i.e. heatstroke), in order to replace water, you need to eat something salty and dry (i.e. Saltines, too) and then drink water so you do not immediately pee it out. Basic desert survival as taught in Arizona schools when I was growing up.
Every year, tourists visit Arizona, forget the water, remember the beer, and are later found dead or near-dead on one of the hidden paths in the unforgiving Sonora Desert.
Thus, I will start with protection as I guide you on the journey of discovering and/or rediscovering your psychic and mediumistic gifts. For, like the desert, there are some basic equipment and rules for your safest adventure.
Here is what you’ll need:
- Pencil or other writing utensil
- A comfortable place to sit, write or study.
Optional, but helpful:
- Incense (i.e. stick or cones)
- Incense Holder
- A CD Player/Computer
- New Age CD or Natural Sound CD
- An open-mind
IMPORTANT NOTE: Please know that, without protection, the worst case scenario, in psychic work will be headaches, emotional imbalance and minor physical discomfort.
As long as you’re reading this book, seeking to better and enhance your life, you will not, cannot be possessed by dis-incarnate entities or spirits or ghosts. Those are the machinations of movies, drug addicts, the mentally ill and religious groups trying to keep you away from learning more in this New Age.
The only other danger will be the messages you receive in readings. Without some sort of protection technique, for clear and highest level messages, you may see and attract negative and lower energy messages. They make everyone depressed or drained.
Thus, take a few minutes and do one or both of these techniques.
The White Light Technique
This is probably the most widely known one and the fastest way to protect oneself before any sort of spiritual endeavors.
Go to that comfortable place, light your incense; sage is excellent for this. Any incense which resonates for you will do. You can light a candle or several. In this case white candles are the best. Shut out or off all distractions (cell phones, television set), play a natural sounds or music only CD. Go sit in a comfortable position.
Close your eyes.
Imagine a pure white brilliant light emanating from above – the highest realm. Some call it Heaven or the Universe, God, Source or Creator; as long as you know, imagine and feel it as the highest, most positive source of illumination.
See this white light of the highest realm wash down into the top of your head and light up your internal organs, bloodstream and surround your entire body head to toe. Then you are filled with this all loving, unconditionally loving white light emanating around you and throughout you, like a force field of positive loving highest energy; and this light will be with you throughout your endeavors. You are truly psychically protected and will now attract only positive energies.
You can also do this quickly by saying “white light” and seeing (in your mind’s eye), the light washing over you.
I often use it when I am walking alone and/or feel uncomfortable. It comforts me to know I am surrounded by the highest good, attracting only higher level energies. At times, when I’ve felt extremely unsafe, I will say, “White light surrounds me, God is with me!”
The Velvet Curtain of Protection
This is another one that I utilize and is excellent when you feel unsafe. Whether you feel the danger is
from lower level energies or actual living human beings who may wish to do harm. This is excellent after doing the White Light Technique as it provides a stronger, impenetrable force field around your positive light.
This is also a very important technique to use when you are opening up your psychic and medium gifts. Many strange things will and usually happen and the Velvet Curtain of Protection will help you keep this under some control. You will be happy I shared this with you!
This can be done in a relaxed way, similar to The White Light Technique, or you can do this the minute you feel in danger or uncomfortable. You can bring it from above or imagine your angels or guides draping a purple or black velvet curtain around you. Some see as a hooded cloak and others see like a beautiful shower curtain of velvet. It must shield your entire body, head to toe, and just carry it with you. It is the purple or black velvet curtain of invisibility. Strangers and lower energy entities cannot see you underneath this force field of safety, thus, will not see you [as a victim to their crime].
This is what you should expect as you begin opening up to your psychic gifts.
You will attract many things that will be positive, wonderful and good and, as you learn more, things that could be uncomfortable or negative.
Oftentimes, it will only be uncomfortable or negative because it is unknown or has been forgotten. Early in your life you had gifts, we all are born with them, and along the way we are told they are bad, evil or dangerous.
You will begin to see things, or hear things or dream things that, due to them being new or different, may frighten or overwhelm you.
The only other thing I will warn against.
If the visions, voices or feelings are extremely negative [i.e. calling you nasty names or visions of horrible accidents to you or your loved one’s], or give you an urge/feeling to harm yourself or others – you must stop immediately.
Those can be signs of either — lower negative entities and you didn’t do any protection, or a sign of a mental or medical illness. If the negativity persists, you must see a mental or medical health professional, or both.
I must include this warning as I had a friend, not my student, who started out getting some positive visions. Then, when they did not come to pass, as she had envisioned, or in the time she envisioned them . . . she became very angry and agitated. The friend accused the person in the future vision (a living person) of torturing her, teasing her and leading her on. Eventually, my friend felt this person, whom she was not personally acquainted with, owed her an apology and a relationship. She became paranoid, delusional and had to be hospitalized; and everything became very negative in her mind.
Thus, any sort of extremely negative emotions, particularly toward yourself [the friend would also become suicidal] or others – especially one’s that weren’t there before – must be addressed with someone in the mental/medical health area’s.
Many organized religions will label certain gifts as evil and offer you an express ticket to Hell. As much as they preach “judge not”, zealots continue to judge, based on their interpretation, of your ability to be with Source.
Let me remind you, regarding religious groups that are closed to gifts from God [which is what they are] and label it as the work of Satan or demons. THIS IS NO SUCH THING AS DEMONS OR SATAN! Yes, Hitler came close to being Satan Incarnate, nevertheless, he was merely a very, very dark lower energy.
Anyone, like you, or me, who seek to grow, teach, guide and help and heal others and ourselves are “of the light”. We are not dark or even gray entities. We are one with Source.
Dark entities dissipate upon physical death and do not keep their soul identity [which, in a way is Hell], or are born immediately to situations they do not choose [which is truly Hell]. Us, of the light, keep our soul consciousness upon physical death, and once we return to the Other Side we can choose to guide others [still in physical life], learn new trades by the Masters or choose to come into physical life again and choose that life.
Also, as you expand, your energy shines! This sends a beacon which attracts religious groups to try to recruit you, or “save you”. I have personally seen wonderful, gifted souls close off their beautiful mind and gifts and become involved with these religions. They start to separate from friends and family, who do not want to follow the very fundamental beliefs. I have seen these happy, expanding souls become closed, afraid and judgmental just because of the recruitment.
Luckily, today, as more and more of us are opening to our psychic and healing gifts we have churches that accept and even nurture our expansion! Unity Church is one and even in rural Lancaster, Pennsylvania, I had the pleasure to attend The Metaphysical Church. In Los Angeles there’s Agape’; which, I hear is wonderful. Sylvia Browne’s Novus Spiritus is another. Many of these churches include healers and psychics as members!
Remember, your gifts are powerful and psychic vampires (i.e. zealots) feel that to possess you and your gifts helps them gain power. This is why you must be aware of who you speak to of your gifts and beliefs.
This can be hand in hand with zealots. Yet, if you are not protecting yourself properly, or if you open up at the wrong place and time (crowded streets), without focus . . . you, again, send out a beacon to all who see such things. Psycho’s see these beacons and will come at you or to you.
Ghosts and Visions
During the second or third class I ever taught, one of my students saw a cat run by. I do not have cats nor any pets. There were no pets in the meeting place.
Later, we discovered that the previous tenant had a cat or two die in the apartment where we had the class. My student’s gifts were expanding and she, for the first time, was physically seeing a spirit!
Your dreams will become more psychic or include visions and premonitions. Depending on your stronger gifts, you can feel, hear or have visions of things or voices other’s, in the very same room, will not see, feel or hear.
Have no fear, as long as you’ve been doing protection techniques. If you are not ready to see, hear or feel something, you can ask for it to come another way. Nevertheless, I encourage you to explore these signs.
Saving Your Soul
This really goes with the religious zealots. Your soul is of the light. You are safe. You are saved. You came into this life in the light, of the light.
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DISCLAIMER: This is about a recent incident, mostly and other past situations.
The incident: The night before I had to be up at 6:00am, with a job I had planned for over a month. A friend/client texted. “Can you do a reading, right now?”
I texted back, honestly, and said, “Not tonight. Tomorrow, later in the day — maybe. I have to get to bed early for a morning gig.”
This person does pay, nevertheless, with no sleep; I would mess up the job in the morning. And in my intuitive business, I prefer to make an appointment. This friend/client texted back, “I will never use your service again!” and unfriended me on Facebook!
I don’t recall saying that I am here at the beck and call to my friends/client. Yes, I have done same day readings; it is not my regular thing to do. Secondly, to unfriend me and refuse to utilize my service again, over this, how unkind, rude and very unloving (for a friend).
Apparently, not a friend at all.
Of course, through the years, there’s the friends who feel my gift is something I should give them full benefit of – all hours of the day or night, for two or four hours – without compensating me.
NOTE: Nevertheless, I do have wonderful friends who pay me regularly for readings – as they can and what they can – when they ask me to utilize my gifts for them.
Still, even optimists get depressed. We really do . . . yet, when we do [get depressed], we get chastised for it.
You see, us who encourage and fix everyone else are not truly allowed to . . . well, feel down. I’m sure it’s because, if we’re down, then, the world must be ending.
Reality check, we hit bottom, too. Sure, 85% of the time, we are the cheerleader for you, ourselves and the Universe. Then, after weeks, months or even years of being that gracious, fun-loving and joyful person – we hit a jagged rock or two or a hundred.
Through our tutelage and/or our encouragement you get to:
1) pursue your dreams,
2) win, win, win from all our free advice
Then, you feel showering us with “I love you” is a fair reward for the two-hour phone chat – during non-free minute days – or when we could be looking for a job.
What’s love got to do with it? I’d rather have cash . . . to be honest. Money may or may not buy happiness – still, I certainly feel much better when I have electric, food, transportation and can pay for my phone, rent, etc. Thus, having money lowers my blood pressure, and stops panic attacks. And certainly that makes me happier.
Somehow, one thing is forgotten – we, the cockeyed optimists – have to give up our dream career for a “real job”. We are asked to do the right thing, give up everything we ever wanted. All our giving of our free advice (to you) pays no income, and you do not offer or have excuses.
“I love you” doesn’t pay rent, unfortunately. We can get downright depressed! Can you blame us?
To add salt on the wound – you will give us advice, i.e. “don’t post that you need help on Facebook. It looks unprofessional . . .”
And no . . . psychics do NOT know everything, i.e. lottery numbers, where you are, your name or if we will get clients. Our gift may be highly accurate, yet, there are limitations.
Then, when we don’t express our need, guess what happens in our life? NOTHING! We don’t get money, we don’t get help and we fall deeper into depression, debt, high blood pressure, sleepless night and dis-ease.
Then, you tell us “you’re different” or “cheer up”. Pay me, I will cheer up! You have to seek help to get it. The Lord helps those who help themselves. Being quiet, sitting in what’s left of our room, begets no actual help. We’re hungry. We have bill collectors calling hourly . . . we get told “no” at every corner for jobs . . . and then, you text or call and want immediate attention! Wow! Because we are home, unable to go out — we are supposed to stop everything and help you through an emotional crisis, for no compensation.
Of course, you have a job and do not know what it is like to have the electric company threatening to turn off your electric . . . still, we, the optimist, the person with a business that you, or others, consider “unimportant” and not really worth actual money . . . we are supposed to jump to cater to you the second you have an issue.
Sorry, my time is worth money. Yes, you are a friend. You are not being my friend, though, when you feel it is my job to jump when you say jump. Strangely, I recall, awhile back when you said, “If you ever need anything, just ask.”
And I remember when I did need help – like now – you are “too busy” or you “have bills”. Yes, you have bills and an income. I don’t [have an income] unless you compensate me for my time. Your bank account is down to $1,000 until your next paycheck. Wow!
My account is down to .05 cents (no exaggeration). Closed my savings account a few months ago, since it cost $3.00 a month and I often had $2.00 or less in it. My .05 cents won’t go up
until you, or someone decides my service is worth a few bucks.
What I’m saying is be real, my friends. I just had to vent . . .
Now, back to our regularly scheduled programming of optimistic encouragement, love and light!
Just to make everyone aware . . .
According to my stats, the most looked up term, for my blog is “tarot cards” . . . second, at least, in the last quarter, has been “tears” followed by “friendship“. Also, lately, I’ve been getting so much spam. Do the spammers not know I can moderate and choose “permanently delete” all they send me?
Speaking of tarot cards: On Thursday evening, I was at Manhattan Theatre Source — supposedly to perform a piece from Spontaneous Combustion, again. Unfortunately, it was too well organized; someone told us to arrive at 5:00pm. Then, we were FYI
We were informed we were going up before 9:00pm. Too many hours for my scene partner to hang around.
Luckily, I had brought my tarot cards, my Archangel Michael and Archangel Oracle cards with me — just in case I could garner some money. I left the house with only $9.00 in the bank, and about $7.00 in my wallet. Scary to be in NYC with that very little money.
Since my scene partner really did need to get out of there — we chose to cancel the performance and I offered to do tarot and/or Archangel card readings for a suggested donation of $10.00 — and split it down the half for Manhattan Theatre Source and myself.
Everyone who came up, and it wasn’t many, four (4) or five (5) wanted “tarot”. They were all impressed — as most clients are — with my accuracy, my readings, etc. Yet, most left $1.00 or $2.00. Also, a client or two, on-line thought they, too, could get free readings or donate to get a full one.
Sorry, it’s rude to ask that — this is how I make a living, to eat, pay rent, buy toiletries. When I’m on radio shows, I’m happy to do a mini-reading for free; but any other time, it’s not.
Well, I hope everyone continues to read this blog – even if it doesn’t involve tarot cards, tears, or friendship. At the Source, I made $26.00 and came home with $13.00 of it, of course.
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VISIONS: A Psychic/Medium Views on Organized Religion
By Angela Theresa Egic
I believe in the Bible . . . I believe it was written by men who had low opinions of women (most of them), nearly 100 years after Jesus walked around and said incredible things . . . I believe the stories were worded by the authors, to express their bias opinion, most of the time. In short, how they interpreted the words of a man some 100-years passed on and his words handed down from mouth to mouth to mouth. I know God/Source didn’t write it. Sure it’s in-spired! BUT, so is every book written before, during or after the time of the many scrolls of the Bible!
And, yes, there are incredible things in the Bible (and other books) — which probably should be heeded, are comforting and are good rules to live by. Yet, the Bible still allows that if a woman marries and she is found to not be a virgin, she can be stoned to death. A man, on the other hand, by Bible rules, has all the rights.
I also like to quote and sometimes try to live by the words and examples of Dr. Wayne Dyer, Doreen Virtue, Goethe, Shakespeare, some of the men in the Bible, Sylvia Browne and Julia Cameron, my mother, my father. Number one, though, I live by the beliefs and values of myself. I have valid points.
Nevertheless, I do not agree with every single word that came from my mother, Dr. Wayne Dyer or any of my guru’s. They, too, have opinions of which I do not agree. Many I do.
I have strong feelings about religion, the dogma – I enjoy some ritual(s) and/or rites developed by the churches and/or other spiritual practices and religions; some are valid for me and some is just not my cup of tea; because I can think. Much of it is ridiculous to an intelligent mind.
As much as I believe in a Higher Power, which is not some man in the sky…I know we are part of it; in fact, we are it – along with the plants, animals, soul strength and every other living source or being on the earth, and beyond the earth. Yes, we are G.O.D.; we are of the energy that surrounds the Universe.
One of my guru’s gave me the greatest explanation:
G.O.D., the Universe, Source is a beautiful cloud; then, when we incarnate, we are the drops of rain and pieces of cloud that come down here to experience physical life. We are the bravest souls! Truly, living a life incarnate where there is pain, horror, judgment and illness is a brave adventure for any soul to take on!
The only true judgment, of course, is when we crossover and we, our self, review our lifetime. I often say that hell is living here, on earth, and having to put up with the proselytizing groups trying to save my soul! If heaven is filled with these pests, I’d rather be in hell with the fun people!
My relatives, strangers and friends – of the dogmatic sects of Christianity; including my own mother – have verbally attacked me, argued and mostly judged me: I suspect, they feel they must “spread the Gospel” according to their standard and make me comply. Otherwise, they have not done their job to raise me, teach me and guide me to be a docile follower such as they are!
No, thank you!
Why I’m always amazed at the closed-minded fundamentalist’s attitudes of my very family? I’ve seen those very beliefs drive people to depression, suicide, mental illness and unhappy lives. When I was a Sunday School teacher, I became a very depressed, anorexic mess who nearly died at the age of 20-years-old!
If it’s a sin to be who you really are – faggot, dyke, single, slutty, childless, and psychic, actor, musician, and artist – then, let me be the sinner! As long as I can be who I am, then, fuck anyone who wants to tell me different. As long as my actions do not break the laws of the lands [murder, embezzlement, rape, robbery, abuse]; well, who are you, or them, to judge?
As the song in the musical, Rent tells us, “It’s between God and me!”
The proselytizing assholes in the tunnel at Port Authority, spouting their fire and brimstone, how we are all such vile sinners; drawings of people with bandages on every limb, walking with crutches to illustrate how not following “their way” leads to dis-ease, abuse and plague upon your very body – make me want to beat some sense into them! Their promises are not very inviting … if this “God” they’re selling me is going to do that to me for not following, or questioning; well, he’s a fucking bully!!! I don’t give in to bully’s!
Now, my proselytizing relatives . . . they’re of the sect that leaves no room for psychic gifts, those who speak to the dead or angels, at least, those of us who hear them! Yes, I have relatives who are exceptions to the rule; yet, we probably fit on one hand. Most of my relatives are “God-fearing”. I have never, nor ever will, understand being afraid of an unconditional loving source. If He, it or they love us unconditionally, why should we “fear” them! I fear living human beings with knives, guns and an agenda of war, forcing change and judging us who are different. Even my relatives who think it is their job to “save me.” When such zealous types get too much into religion, and they feel one is a sinner, they often feel justified in destroying the sinner’s physical body to save their soul.
My relatives may not murder me, yet, similar to the zealots who shoot doctors who perform abortions – claiming it was God who told them they could because they are “saving lives”, when really they took a life that had been here for 30 to 80-years and not a few weeks in the womb – Bible-thumpers — who are usually men – and think, once again, it is their right to put their finger, or other parts, in my vagina and in those of all other women; I know I want no part of such closed-minded, single-minded, stupid nonsense. My relatives, and others, seem to want to kill my joy, murder my spirituality and call it sin – when it hurt no human or animal, it brings joy and guidance to millions. My gifts and my beliefs are for all…unconditional, safe and non-judgmental. We don’t proselytize, force or threaten you with fire, brimstone, stoning, hatred, anger for not complying with our ways. We guide, love you and let you choose your path. We don’t sick Satan on you or dis-ease. We enlighten, we guide if asked. Unlike those who want to call me “mislead” or “sinner” or “wrong” or “damned.”
So be it, then, my cousins and aunts, and uncles – then, all right I am damned. I will be in hell with all the Broadway stars, the gifted healers, psychics, mediums; pets – the homosexuals, the transgendered, the party-singles, the sexually fun, all the entertainers – bound to be fun!
In case, it wasn’t clear, hell doesn’t exist, either. This punishment my family fears doesn’t exist, anyway, not like they talk. Hell is here, a hell we chose – brave souls being inside a human body that can feel pain, emotion, physical and mental pain.
Death is not punishment, it is freedom! The soul is free, once again. It’s beautiful! I speak from experience, too! I had a near-death experience when I was 15-years-old. It is not, at all, what religious groups think it is – a punishment; it is a gift to return to our true essence.
We all go there! At least, if we do not purposely hurt others and are generally doing the best we know. For those who do purposely hurt others – as in murderers, rapists, embezzlers and perhaps those trying to force their beliefs on us – they do get judged, they judge themselves; with a group of souls who want to help.
Enlightened souls, us who are true to who we are in this life, get choices – we can come back here, if we choose or learn more. That’s heaven, having a choice. Hell is not having a choice of whether to come back here – to live in a human body; lower souls, who hurt others on purpose, have to come back. They get no choice. Which, all right…yes. Hell.
To my relatives, friends and those who wish to judge me. Keep it to yourself! Say no prayers for me, as I don’t need those types of prayers.
If you pray for me . . . you are welcome to pray for me to have abundance, love, light and joy in my life. Pray for me and all others to be able to freely be who we are, all the time, without judgment, without hatred, without prejudice from you or others.
Otherwise, say no prayers for me. My soul is saved, by me . . . and the angels, guides, saints, the Gods, Buddha, Allah, Jesus, the Powers-That-Be, Source, those who have passed-on, unconditional love and self-love (confidence).
As for what I am: I am spiritual, I am Christian, I am Atheist, I am Buddhist, , I am Jewish, I am Islamic, I am Muslim, I am Gay, I am Straight, I am Transgendered, I am Woman, I am Man, I am me, I am, I am God, I am Jesus, I am the Chosen One, I am a Psychic, I am a Medium, I am alone, I am you, I am all that is, I am the wind, I am the water, I am them, I am us, I am an actor, I am a singer, I am the animals . . . and I am all of that and none of those!
I just am!
DISCLAIMER: These psychic impressions and drawings are purely for helping solve these crimes [and entertainment purposes]. If they help and anyone wants to research them, or ask me more questions regarding them [if you or someone you know is actually working on the cases] – I can be reached here or facebook.
SOLVING CRIMES: Lauren Spierer – 2011
Lauren Spierer, a student at Indiana University, spent last Thursday night partying with her friend Corey Rossman at Kilroy’s Sports Bar. They arrived at her apartment at 2:30 a.m. the next morning. Surveillance cameras show them leaving 10 minutes later.
She disappeared from the face of the earth on June 3rd, 2011.
Here’s what I have been getting on this case:
Two men in a pick-up truck.
Both men have something to do with mines [i.e. coal or underground mines of some sort]
The men, or one of them, lives near and/or knows about an old mine shaft, or entrance to an actual mine.
Lauren is head up in this mine entrance.
She may have been alive, at first when placed there [not 100% on that one]
The mine entrance is near the home of one or both of these men
The mine entrance has wood boards marking it, although overgrown with tree branches.
I get some dampness associated, like it has rained or water has settled at the bottom of this area.
The mine entrance seems closed, no longer used and/or filled in below Lauren’s body.
Kids play here.
Three to four trees surround it and one tree feels out-of-place, i.e., a palm tree, which doesn’t belong.
Here’s a drawing of the area:
SOLVING CRIMES: JonBenet Ramsey – 1996
This case hit me similar to the Etan Patz case … via a dream. Certainly this sad story happened in my adulthood and when we had more DNA evidence, etc.
She was found dead, in the basement, the day after a Christmas Party and the day after Christmas.
What I got from the case, just from my psychic vision was similar to what investigators have said:
She was familiar with the person.
The dream I had was on purpose. One night, a few years ago, perhaps in 2006, the 10th Anniversary, I asked the soul of JonBenet to show who actually killed her.
The dream: As I fell asleep with that thought, I dreamt I was the child. At least, I saw the dream through the eyes of the child and had my own mature thoughts.
So, the party has finished and this man, a friend of her parents, is still in the house. He may have even fallen asleep on the couch. When I am in the dream, the family is off to bed and Mr. Ramsey is telling JonBenet to come up to bed. She is running through the house and saying something to the guest – who has awoke. I think I hear someone telling him to wake up and go home.
He, the person, is groggy. JonBenet says something about showing him what she made or something, before he goes and tells this man – whom I, Angela Theresa, see looking a lot like “Mr. Clean” – JonBenet takes Mr. Cleans hand and leads him through the house.
At some point, I feel like everyone is in bed. And JonBenet is alone in the house with Mr. Clean. Not sure why he hasn’t left or if he came back in (broke in?). JonBenet is running, once again, through the house laughing, like it’s a game, and Mr. Cleans eyes get fierce.
I wake up about this time and draw the picture of him, gathering more psychic details, when I wake up and here’s the drawing.
DISCLAIMER: Yesterday, when I originally posted this story – from the pages of my memories, and my drawings, from some 30-something years of keeping to myself. Well, I contacted Mr. Patz so that if any of the information I picked up years ago would be of interest or ring some sort of bell; I just wanted him to know. This was not wise. I offended him. And I, in no way, wish to add to the pain of the Patz family. They have been living with this tragedy for 30-something years.
Thus, first, my public apology for contacting Mr. Patz. I really should have left him to his privacy. And apologies for anything I published or said that has and/or will offend you.
Mr. Patz (Stan) contacted me, same day, and said he preferred I take down the whole article; and corrected me on information (from my cloudy memory) which I quoted incorrectly.
I wrote him back to let him know, I’d like to keep the article posted and remove the parts that offended him most — the YouTube links bothered him [and I understand why -- they have sales ads] and me misquoting him, also understandable.
Mr. Patz informed me there has never been a lead, reference or even a thought of Etan being in Syracuse, NY. So, there you have it — it is just my dreams, impressions that picked up Syracuse.
As a psychic, this case, which happened when I was just a teen [living my high school life far away – Phoenix, AZ], really developed my psychic crime-solving gift. I have only told a few friends about my early images of how Etan Patz was killed, his age at his death and where his body might be.
In those years, I had never been in New York City – my first time would be 1984 – this case moved me. Soon after it was public, I had dreams of being in a car, with other children, on the West Side Highway [at that time I didn’t know it was the West Side Highway, either]. I just dreamt of being on a semi-circular roadway looking through a window at a big city…surrounded by water and bridges. Although, I am not sure it is related to Etan Patz.
One night, all those years ago around 1981 (the year I graduating high school), I had a dream [this was also more recognition of my medium gifts]:
In my dream, I found myself sitting on a ratty old couch in a messy old single room apartment. Sitting beside where about four to six children, boys and girls. When I “awoke” in this drab, dirty room I immediately stood up to face all these children – ages 6 to 12 – and asked them who they were and why they were here. All of them were very silent and had the large hungry eyes of starving children in Third World countries. Their clothes were tattered and their demeanor that of abused children – no tears, just large, sad eyes. Not one of them spoke.
I kept questioning, wondering why no one would answer me. Then, one of them, about 8-years-old, sitting between the other children was familiar to my eyes.
“You’re Etan Patz!”
The boy nodded that he was, indeed, Etan.
I looked at the other children and it came to me, “Oh my God, you’re all dead, aren’t you?”
The children nodded.
For whatever reason, they were unable to speak to me out loud. I found they could hear my questions in their mind and would answer with their yes and no head nods.
I looked at Etan and said, “This is where you all are? This apartment?”
Etan gave me the affirmative.
“Can you tell me where ‘this apartment’ is located?”
Etan stood up and walked to the front door. Right beside the door was a light switch. Etan pointed to it and it turned into a moving, virtual reality map – similar to today’s touch screen computers [this was 1981, though] – and I could see maps moving quickly until it landed on New York. Etan pointed at a name on the map. I expected New York City, but it was different.
Etan pointed harder at the name on the map, which I had trouble reading: I didn’t know New York names and places well, at that time, at least. I saw the word Sycamore. Etan disagreed with his head nod.
I asked him, “It sounds like Sycamore, right?”
He seemed disappointed, it was the only way I could read the word,at that time.
“Etan, is your body in this apartment? I want to tell your parents.”
Etan told me no . . . with his head. And again pointed on the light switch. The picture went from the map of this place I was calling Sycamore, NY – like a film. I saw two brick buildings, white, a few stories high, side by side, same size, same look. In front of it were some fields of grass/dirt and one tree [perhaps, a sycamore tree?].
Etan pointed to about the third story window, to show me where this apartment was from the outside of the building. Then, for where his body was, he pointed to the field area, very near the one tree.
I asked him how old he was when he was killed. He was 8-years-old, although he disappeared at age 6. I picked up more information telepathically from Etan and the other children.
The man who killed them lived in the building in which they were [in my dream]. Etan confirmed [in my dream]:
Etan was familiar with the man when he intercepted him in New York.
The man abused boys, mostly, yet would hurt girls, too.
I promised to remember the information given when I woke up – I had realized it was a dream.
So, when I woke up, I asked Etan Patz to draw through my hands about all the information.
I have had these drawings for years and was always scared to share it with anyone:
I was a teenager and who would believe me
It would be awful if law enforcement dug up a campus and found nothing just based on my impressions
I would be accused of being an opportunist.
Yesterday, number three happened. Etan’s father thought I was just seeking instant fame and/or God knows what. I’m not, at least, not about this situation. If my impressions can find Etan Patz, fine. And if my impressions do lead to him, I don’t care if they ever say my name or not. As for money, I don’t ask for money for missing children cases; nevertheless, if a reward or business compensation [where businesses are involved] is offered, I would accept monetary compensation should my impressions directly lead to the recovery of a child and/or solving a crime.
>> Yes, I am in the Psychic/Medium business, as well. Since I cannot take on every case, I will help when and where I can [with missing children only]. As I did for the Maine Police Department in finding a missing child (deceased). My name was never mentioned, I never visited Maine or Canada (where I told them they’d find the missing child — and they did), and I have not received one bit of money from that case. <<
Still, this is NOT my goal or purpose in posting or sharing my findings [financial gain or fame -- although, I am, with my blog, advertising my gifts for profit]. I am sharing these [drawing and insights] for FREE so a missing child can come home and/or a crime can be solved.
Thus, I kept them [the drawings, psychic impressions & dreams] all these years and now it’s time, with a place (my blog) for me to finally share them.
THE DRAWINGS: They are drawn from a child’s hand, Etan Patz, as I, basically, in 1981, channeled him to draw them for me. I have found, since I have actually helped in a couple of cases with the police in recent years, I can draw pictures based on what I pick up from dead children.
BACK TO THE STORY: Years later, when I moved to New York to attend college (1984) – I learned my mistake with Sycamore. Because I hadn’t heard of it, a friend whom I showed him the drawings, told me it is in Syracuse, NY.
The information from my friend:
It is the college campus and the buildings were part of the college there.
The room I described, he told me, was what the dorm rooms look like inside.
The building was where the staff would live.
The field has since been built-up and I didn’t hear of them finding bodies or remains.
Although, Etan told me he is buried near this building(s).
My friend told me that these buildings, the original college buildings, were torn down.
If these impressions and drawings help solve the crime, I would be glad to work, even anonymously, with anyone out there working on the case.
Coming up, in another blog postings, my drawings from the Jon Benet Ramsey case and the recent case of Lauren Spierer (which I should post next so they can, possibly, find her).
I did contact AMW.com and they informed me they do not take psychic impressions on cases.
Train tracks which bisect the city are two blocks from the dorms.
Even though this is a house, it is sort of how I saw the building(s) in my dream. This photograph and the above caption was taken in Syracuse, NY.
The other photo, from Syracuse, NY (near the dorms) is a pretty good image of the field I saw where the children are buried [should my dream have any truth in it]. I saw only one tree and remember, my dream took place in 1981.
DISCLAIMER: These are my experiences, shared by me, as they happened to me. People in these true event(s), may not remember them in the same way. Certain facts can be agreed upon by all parties, nevertheless. I met Tim Curry, in New York, on August 28, 1987. Beyond that, I do not, in any way, suggest, hold or express that anyone else experienced this event in any paranormal, psychic or unusual way. That is how my experience of the event(s) happened, though.
MEETING THE MAN
By Angela Theresa Egic