Accidental Exorcism

** Although this is pretty funny in hindsight, don’t try this at home. Exorcism is very real, and requires training for everyone’s safety.**

I had been sharing an emotional body with Steve, my second Twin Flame, for about nine months, and it had been a rough road. 42 was probably the hardest year of my life, and I was really looking forward to my birthday. Steve had fallen off my radar a few days earlier, as he did whenever he dropped into a depression. Maybe our frequencies no longer aligned, maybe the Gods were having mercy on me. The day before my birthday he made a public post about dying by his own hand. I lost it. I called Adriane, my Sister Twin Flame, crying like a baby.

“I didn’t sign up for this! I can’t handle a suicidal Twin! I feel like my heart is being ripped in half, and he doesn’t even know we’re connected!” Adriane talked me down, with all the skill and grace of the angel she is, then she said, “I got this. Don’t worry about a thing, I’ll talk to some people* and take care of it. You just go have your birthday. It’ll be fine.” (*people meaning the High Counsel in higher dimensions)

I felt it when Adriane started her work. She’s a badass. The only problem was she was trying to completely separate Steve and I, which isn’t even an option with Twins. It hurt. I wanted to puke and pass out. I thought I need to call her and tell her to stop. That’s possibly the stupidest thing I’ve ever thought. I’ll just go to the Counsel myself. And that’s what I did. I heard them tell her she couldn’t cut everything, but there were other options… the pain stopped and I left her to it.

The next morning I woke up and felt… nothing. It was glorious! I couldn’t feel Steve, I couldn’t feel Adriane, I couldn’t even feel me. Such blissful oblivion! Glorious solitude! I had a fabulous birthday. The next day I still felt nothing, which was fine, but I couldn’t even check-in with Adriane, an ability we’ve had for years. I decided to utilize technology and give her a call. It wasn’t good.

“I feel awful. Completely depressed and suicidal. The voices in my head keep telling me how worthless I am and I don’t deserve to live. I can barely function.”
I said, “Wait a minute. Steve always talks about his demon saying those things, but I think he thinks he’s joking about the demon part. Did you do an exorcism?”
“Not on purpose!” she said. “I was cutting cords and things, and it seemed fine, then I woke up this way. I feel like I’m drowning. I’m too weak to fight it.”
Well shit. Now what? So I said the only thing I could, “I got this. Don’t worry about it, I’ll talk to some people and take care of it. You just go to bed. It’ll be fine.”

Now, Adriane does this kind of work all the time, so whatever she was battling had to be pretty powerful. I closed my eyes, spun up my Merkaba, called in Archangel Michael, and disappeared into the 5th dimension. When I saw the demon in question, it stopped me in my tracks. I’ve never seen anything that big and ugly. It wasn’t in Adriane, it was much bigger than that, and it was attached and feeding through her 3rd chakra. Well shit. I double checked my armor, made sure I still had Archangel Michael by my side, checked my fear at the door, and into the fray I went.

It took longer than my previous experiences of expelling entities, and it left some significant damage. I called in Archangel Rafael to repair her energy body. I also set up a healing chamber around Steve, since I was sure there was damage there also. The demon was finally gone, but what a mess.

The next day Adriane was her old self. Steve emailed me and just said, “I feel really funny. Are you doing something?”
“Well, there was sort of an accidental exorcism… “

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