I am not going to tell the names of the people in this story due to privacy. I have realized that I have been too open on the Internet, so it is wise to be a little more discrete.
This experience started when I went to Chaguanas to help out a couple of friends (mother and daughter) who I consider to be my family. I decided to stay the weekend at their lovely home.
I have recently stopped going to their church, so there was a lot of tension between us over my decision. The night I arrived, we ended up in a heated argument over why I left the church. It was so bad that I decided to sleep on the couch. But I forgot that the window is open. I ended up getting a cold and a severe fever.
The next morning I felt worse. And I was also still upset with them. I started to meditate on the couch to help calm me down because I knew if I took on the whole situation, my recovery from the fever will take longer.
The daughter entered the room, saw this and ran out of the room in a panic. I was very perplexed as to why she ran out of the room, but I continued my meditations.
She came back into the room with her mom, another argument ensued. It was terrible. They said that meditation can get me possessed. Now I am quite 'itchy' when I am ready (I am not allowed to say that word here). I exploded on them. The neighbors heard us. It was a very embarrassing situation.
When this argument was over, they left the room. I felt worse and slumped back onto the couch. I started to feel as if my head was on fire.
Then I suddenly felt a soothing hand on my head. I heard a voice introduce himself as Azrael. I remembered him from when I got sick from the medications they gave me for my diabetes. As soon as he touched me the fever started to go away. Then he removed his hand.
I called out to him. But I heard no response. I believe he was gone again.
Then I called out to my friends to take me home immediately. They were upset over this. They said that I was being childish. I probably was but I had enough of the weekend in their home.
I took awhile before submitting this experience because every time I thought of that weekend I will become upset.
But I feel calmer and ready now to submit this.
Thank you for reading.