They can be.
When I was around seven years old; my eight year old brother and nine year old sister and I would be dropped off at the skating rink. We would throw our tiny shoes underneath the carpeted blocks of seats to rush to the restroom. A restroom that sat in darkest back corner of the skating rink.
We would go in there to stand in front of the mirror to repeatedly chant, “Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary,” a folklore legend where a ghost named Bloody Mary, would appear in said mirror after calling out her name.
I don’t know what we were thinking.
With the adrenaline pumping through our little veins, we’d rush out of the bathroom laughing to skate our hearts out because ‘Bloody Mary,’ never appeared.
Knowing what I know now, what I have experienced and witnessed in my life, I’m here to tell you guys something. Windows, mirrors and television screens are portals to other dimensions and like the ouija board, they are also invitations to paranormal activity.
Not all mirrors, windows and/or television screens but most are. I would be silly if I said all, right? Of course, this would all depend if you believed in portals, dimensions and/or the spirit world.
I thought of a remote hypnosis session I had two years ago with a client who had a step daughter. Her fifteen year old step daughter, according to my client, was aggressive and mean. My client could not stand being in the same room as her because of how ‘evil,’ she was.
“It’s not nice to describe anyone as evil,” I said to my client on our first consultation call together.
“When they want to hurt others on purpose, then it’s pretty evil, Carol,” she replied.
I did not live in their home. I also did not know more than what was said to me, but I did know this. After our first session together, I asked my client to put a curtain up in her step daughter’s room.
“I was just thinking of this a couple days ago. Thank you for reminding me,” she said.
“This is not a reminder, but an order to put up the curtain or to cover it as soon as possible. Your step-daughter sleep walks to this window at night and communicates with beings on the other side,” I told her.
“What beings?” my client asked me.
It took about two days, but my client eventually put up black out curtains. She reported the next day her step-daughter came to her in a very neutral emotional state, which was a first for her. The step daughter did not come to her in a snarky or malicious manner, but in a calmer and more neutral state.
The step daughter’s window was a portal to a lower dimension where she was given orders every single evening in her sleep by lower dimension beings.
The evil kind.
When I first became conscious of my true self, I began to receive requests for remote home energy cleansings. With no formal training and no advertisements, the moment I surrendered and opened the door to the spirit world, the echoes began.
I could hear my name being echoed in the spirit realm.
This particular client showed up early on in my awakening, with a request for a remote home energy cleansing and assistance, protection against black magic.
My hand was still on the door knob of the spirit world, I had barely opened it.
“I’ve had the worst luck in the last five years. Everything that could have gone wrong, has gone wrong. My car breaks down all of the sudden. I’ve been sick off and on. I need help,” this client told me on our consult call. She had heard of me through her sister, who heard of me through another person.
I closed my eyes and felt her pain as she spoke. As we sat on the phone, I began to do a remote scan of her home. My energy was immediately pulled to certain objects in the house. “I want you to walk upstairs to the room in the back right corner, there is a doll in there, please go up there,” I instructed her.
She began to cry. She knew of the exact doll I spoke about. It was the same doll that she believed moved sometimes out of the corner of her eye. At one point it spoke to her and everyone in her life told her she was crazy.
Except me, this woman she had never met and was over thirty miles away on the phone with her. I confirmed what she had felt.
“Let’s continue,” I instructed, “there is a hallway, a connector, is that a bathroom?” I asked her. “Yes, yes it’s a bathroom that connects my son’s room to my room,” she replied.
“There are mirrors there, sliding mirrors, is that right?” I asked her. She agreed.
“You will need to take these mirrors down or cover them as soon as possible. This is the portal where the brujo comes into your home.”
Her crying became weeping. “I always told my family that I thought someone was walking around in the house, when we all would be sleeping,” she cried to me. “The alarm would always be tripped as if someone walked into the home,” she said.
Her soul let out a sigh of relief as I confirmed what she felt was true. Yet, everyone around her told her that she was making things up. There was no way that her brother in law could be sending her spells to make her and her family sick.
Never say never.
Her brother in law was a man on a mission to make sure that my client suffered, especially in silence. The brother in law was a man who had a regular nine to five job as a teller at a bank.
He would come home after work to sit down in front of his own mirror. Where he would sell his soul to the devil, one spell at a time. Through this mirror, he was able to jump into and then out in his sister in law’s home. He was a man with a vengeance and a taste of torment for others.
“You are my angel, Carol,” my client cried, “I knew it, I knew help was on its way. Two days prior to this call, I walked into my home. I walked in and in the left corner of my living room I saw a floating blue light. I am not making this up. I adjusted my eyes because it was around 5pm but in that blue light I saw an angel. I knew that help was on its way. I have prayed to God for this and then you show up in my life,” she said and she continued to weep.
She removed all the mirrors in the home that were the entry way for her brother in law to walk in and out of. She removed the doll in which he also jumped into to watch her and her son. I removed the dark energy of her home from a distance, praying over her and placing a golden mesh of protection around her home.
For the first time in over five years, my client was able to get a good night’s rest.
Not all mirrors and windows are created equal. If you or someone you know has a gut feeling that something may be off in regards to mirrors, windows, and/or your television screen; please contact a shaman/healer versed in dimensional realities and different states of consciousness to assist in healing.
The only bloody mary I ask for now is one without vodka, extra celery and olives.