Who you gunna call ? Ghost Busters
I had a sickening feeling in my gut, like when you’re confronted with the smell of something really spoiled and rotten. Your nose tells you to be aware, be careful, something’s toxic, something’s off. I gagged then burped and coughed. “This place feels awful.” I said to myself. But there was no off smell, nothing that appeared rotten or off, or was there? This was a client’s apartment they had rented out to bad tenants with bad vibes. It felt shabby and unkempt yes, but the worst of it was the feeling the place had: just pure bad, a sad feeling in the air, coming out of the very walls. You would think I would have gotten used to this by now. I had been clearing and cleansing other people’s homes for many years. Oh well, just another day of Space Clearing. My client had gotten me in to Space Clear both their home and this investment apartment they were having a lot of trouble with. The latest tenants were again bad tenants, as were the ones before them and before them yet again. Drug addicts and this time worse, with mental health issues to boot. I had at that point, no idea of any of this history, but I could feel it in my bones. The house was whispering to me, telling me all its stories of sadness, grief, anger and sickness that were trapped in the walls, the floors the entire fabric of the building, all the ills of the human condition, all the unrealised dreams and the lost love. I could feel tears welling up as I burped and gagged yet again. My client who was hovering by the open door said, “Can you fix this?” Whilst this place was a lot worse than your average home needing a Space Clearing, I knew that clearing it would help to reset the energy of this poor little apartment so it would be light, clear and supportive of whoever next lived here. “OK,” I said. “Let’s sort this out. Where’s my house doctor’s bag?” I grabbed my big frame drum and began to tell the house with sound and song, precious herbs and smoke that it was loved after all. The very indwelling living spirit of the home seemed to begin to smile and the etheric smell began to dissipate and abate. The happy ending to this dark tale is that within a few days of clearing it, and investing the place with positive energy vibes and love, my client rang me to announce with great glee that he had rented the apartment out to a charming young executive who had asked for a long lease and much to his complete constenation, if it was all right if she repainted the entire unit, at her cost. Space Clearing, which is markedly different to Feng Shui, may be an ancient tradition but frankly, it is needed even more so, in our modern times, than ever. Especially in your normal suburban home or place of businesses. Sadly, just leaving the television on brings in negative energies from the outside world, let alone all the inadvertent negativity we create ourselves in our home.