As I was walking through dense foot traffic in midtown Manhattan the other day, on the way back from a successful job interview (I start Monday!), a woman coming toward me suddenly leaned out from behind another person, smiled, put a pipe/blowgun to their mouth and aimed it directly at me. They were probably 20 feet from me.
I instantly visualized a double dodecahedron of Orgone energy around myself. I felt nothing. My life continues to go very well. My physical health is quite excellent.
In retrospect, I should have gone directly at them, and collared them.
I got home, and texted a psychic compatriot of mine, asking if their impression was “Operative or simply a street freak?” I thought “Operative”.
Not hearing from them for a few days, I sent them an e-mail. I just learned they never got the text. We divine it was hacked, to keep me cut off from that line of assistance.
Yesterday, I was riding my bike home from the park near my house. Going downhill, easily riding at the pace of traffic, a small side street. I look behind me, to make sure it’s clear, then signal with my left arm, then move left into the bike lane. Guy lays on his horn, speeds past me. I hadn’t cut him off, had the right of way. Been riding, carefully, for 35 years, now.
I reach him stopped at the light not a hundred yards down the hill. I pull up next to him, he’s unaware. I put my face an inch from the glass, then knock on the window. He goes bug-eyed, I point at him and say “you better watch your ass!” Then I roll away.
He goes apopleptic, yelling, screaming. Next time I’m going to take his picture.
I didn’t get the impression that the second guy was an Operative, but rather just an asshole. But wanted to include it as a “stand up against the powers of Darkness in all their forms” reminder, here.
Please consider sending them both highest Love energy as you read this.
Can you see how they are impotent, now?
In one of the Sunday chats, another psychic compatriot of mine said “you’ve got a lot of protection.”
Don’t be afraid of doing this work. My life’s as good as it’s ever been, and you can be sure that the Bad Guys have teams of people working in shifts to try to make that not the case.
Their time has passed. This is our time.