I have had something strange happen to me over the last few months, and I'd like to share with you, perhaps someone could help me make head or tail of it.
My mom passed away two years ago, and my aunt who's always been highly competitive and jealous of her, passed away a few months ago as well. In life, my mom always said my aunt dabbled in the black arts and stuff, but I rarely believed her (typical, I know now).Well, immediately after my mom's death, this aunt and her family turned hostile and openly attacked me verbally and ABSOLUTELY without reason (or so I thought), ganging up on me and my husband. Now I know it had to with some property matters that are irrelevant here but for the record, I stand to inherit my grandfather's substantial property, if I'm out of the way, these people get my share.
Now...last October, on Halloween (God that sounds corny) I had this strange experience. I and my hubby were at a weekend home we have, I was sleeping with the windows wide open that night, normally I keep just a couple of inches open for air. To cut a long story short, I had the first "night hag" experience of my life. I dreamt (?) a horrible female apparition was trying to hurt me, the experience was so real, I awoke, and am ashamed to say, did not dare open my eyes for fear of what I may see standing by my bed. I may add that I'm normally a bold person, the kind that walks into a dark place with no fear. What struck me at the time was that my hubby was tossing and turning restlessly in his sleep at the same time, he usually sleeps peacefully enough. Another thought that passed through my mind was that it had climbed in through the windows.
Well, a few days later, we saw this jet black cat with green eyes wandering about. The caretakers did not much care for it... Though I didn't believe in the black-cat stuff. Her pelt was black as night, and a couple of times she sat near my window sill, watching me. My attempts at friendship failed... But cats are usually not very friendly, I said to myself.
A few days later, I started to get sick, REALLY really sick, like the bed ridden variety. Now I'm a fairly active gym going person, the doctors were baffled, but after changing a few doctors, I did get better, but am not completely recovered.
Yesterday, my husband who's away on tour had the honor of visiting a famous and revered temple in the hills, the Kamakkha Temple. It's known for its festival in the month of May, I think, when a multitude of Tantriks and witches gather here. Its said a lot of witches fly in internationally just to be here, and the power is phenomenal.
Well, he visited, did a few rituals and rites told to him, perhaps in relation to my health and other problems that have plagued us relentlessly these past two years.
Now, this morning we get a call from the caretaker. Guess what, the black cat was found dead under a lytchee tree this morning. The boys were baffled, how did she die?!? They examined her for bite marks, maybe a snake or something got to her, (highly unlikely), no bite marks, accident is ruled out, and it happened in the garden, for Gods sakes... What happened, nobody knows.
Coincidence? I agree with Oprah... There ARE no coincidences, Or are we all collectively over reacting?
If any of you can help me figure this out, I'd be really grateful.
Thanks for reading.