Well, I'll probably start backwards and end at my weirdest or strangest paranormal encounter. So lately, I've been seeing my reality change. Everyone in my life just does not listen to me. I struggle most with my dad who I can tell something to over and over and over times a million and he will carry on like this has never been discussed or I never mentioned it. I gathered that it's not a case of senility or forgetfulness, this happens with just about everyone in my life. My observant nature sees that they don't listen worth a damn and it is just so maddening. So it makes me feel like I am in this world alone. Like why talk about something that's bothering me, it's only gonna be forgotten type of thing. The way it is for me tells me that this has less to do with me being an empath and more to do with something else. Something I am not aware of.
I've also seen how people make me the enemy in many situations. The most shocking was at my former volunteer job. One minute I was on top as in "Jonny's our volunteer superstar". Their words. Next minute I'm looking crazy because I am trying to tell the boss about a volunteer who is unstable who has a tendency to blow up in the store in front of customers. The boss just never happens to be around. She is always at meetings or upstairs ignoring what's going on downstairs while I handle everything. I wasn't the store manager, but people sure made me the manager. She just didn't want to hear a word I said. Oh, and because I am an empath and people talk to me because I have that feeling of "I can trust him" that I emit, the boss decided she wanted to pull me to the side while this other volunteer issue was being discussed to tell me she doesn't like all my personal conversations on the site. It looks like "I am talking about people" Her words. I told her that's paranoia. She also spied on one of my conversations with a volunteer about a store issue and pretended she was waiting for the bathroom. She was sooo obvious about it. At that moment, I knew it was time for me to leave. They were making me out to be the enemy, the shady guy, the one who has issues with other people. In my mind, I'm like, WTF! Are you for real?? This is humanity? I was glad to leave after 3 years of unpaid service. The turnaround was very weird indeed. I still question how it all went down.
Now for my craziest paranormal experience, after meeting my two soul brothers on this site, like a month after meeting my little brother, Archangel Gabriel channels through him with a message for me and the "Three Brothers". Up until that point, I had never really discussed archangels. I just knew that I liked angels. On my favorite cartoon called Digimon there is an angel monster that I adore. He just emits such divinity for a cartoon character. Well, turns out my angel fascination for was a reason. Archangel Gabriel channeled through the little one with a message for me revealing that I am destined to be a prophet. At that moment, I didn't know what was going on. I had heard the word prophet before but I just didn't understand the sheer importance of what I was being told. Also, I didn't know if Ben was playing a joke on me. First time I ever experienced a channeling experience. His first message told me that he was here for me as the one who sees(referring to me and my gift for seeing) and he will guide my way and that he will ALWAYS be here for me. The message was so powerful and I could feel the love from his wording. Capitalizing ALWAYS to show emphasis that he was for me. That is how he phrased it.
Another day while I was in class, I was on my phone being a bad student talking to Ben when Gabriel came through again, this time greeting me with this "Blessed be the one who sees for his way will be blessed by the light. He will shine and show the way to the answers. He will see the truth within and be the prophet he is meant to be." Again, back then, I wasn't grasping the sheer importance of what was being said to me and by whom. I was being given a divine message. Twice for little old me. His mentioning of being a prophet does go along with my experiences of having dream visions. Powerful ones that showed me something and one time told me when it was going to come true. Back then, I simply thought I was psychic. I had no idea what my future was gonna be like.
If that's not all, since Gabriel says he was for me and will always be with me, he should know that I would still be a little skeptical because all this--channeling, divine messages, archangels, prophets--this was new to me. One day on my way to class, I was compelled to look up at the sky and that is when I saw a golden streak of light shoot down then dissipate. I went through all the possibilities. Couldn't have been a piece of an airplane because there was no fire trail nor was there a sound of impact. Meteorite, something. It was not that. It was golden light. It dawned on me that I saw Archangel Gabriel's divine light. He revealed himself to me and if that actually happened to me, I had better take those messages seriously. He said "Your job is by far bigger than you know." I've been trying to interpret what job he means ever since. Y'all, I'm a prophet. Still dunno how to make sense of it all. But I gather the reason why people react so alien to me has to do with what I am. All I have is biblical stories of prophets and how people either followed them(which I had a huge following when I worked as a volunteer) or were against them, and one thing I try to make sense of is why people show me such hate when they don't even know me. How I left my volunteer job still perplexes me because suddenly, all those people I worked with for 3 years showed me they had no respect for me to even listen to what I was saying. Just automatic disbelief and I am the problem. So I feel like I'm living the stereotype of a prophet--crazy. My reality is crazy. People treat me like I am that when I'm probably the sanest person they know. So instead of fight it, I just say to hell with it. Got better things to worry about.
In addition to the prophet stuff, I've been seeing what could be more messages from Gabriel but this time through print. I was blown away when I logged into Facebook one morning and saw a friend's boyfriend's post. It was right on my newsfeed and it said "You Can't Stop the Prophet" which was a song, and it was posted by my friend's boyfriend whose name was Gabriel.............................................................
lol one day at the bus stop, I was simply standing waiting for the bus. I don't even think I was smiling. Had no reason to, when a guy standing behind me says that I am beaming. He went on to say I had the power to help light up the world. I don't know where these words were coming from. What was he sensing from me that made him say this. His words were a lot eerie considering everything Gabriel told me about myself. To me, this was the first time I encountered a soul reader who was basically reading my soul. Whether consciously or unconsciously, because the things he was saying had to do with my message from Gabriel.
This happened a second time in the ICU when visiting my now deceased mother(may she RIP). When we came back to the ICU to thank the nurses for all they did for my mom, one nurse singled me out and asked me if I was a pastor in training. Puzzled, I said no. Why? She said that she saw something in me as I prayed over my mother that shows that God speaks through me. I kid you not, this was her line of wording. Standing there with my sister and my father who don't know my secret or even know I am an empath, I was basically being outed as a prophet by this nurse. Again, like the man at the bus stop, she used wording that pointed to my being a prophet. It was again like someone was reading my soul. After the second time, I was FREAKED OUT. I immediately told my older soul brother who is a powerful psychic that I met here. He told me that, yes, people are going to read me and they don't know that they are doing it. So now, the fact that I have people, total strangers coming up to me reading my inner secrets, it's another thing to make me uneasy in a world full of people. What is next is what I often ask myself.
That's my story.
updated by @the-importance-of-being-jonny: 05/09/17 11:35:36PM