Do Blobs Knock?

At midnight last night I awakened to a very loud knocking – four of them in a row, like on a door. I knew it was midnight, or about 2 min. after, because when I wake up in the middle of the night I always make a note of the time. At this point I had been in a deep sleep because I fell asleep about 10pm. I shot into consciousness at light speed. My husband hadn’t come to bed yet and Diesel my 70 pound best friend dog was still on the bed sleeping peacefully. I opened my eyes to look at the clock and at the door because the sound had to have come from wood – and it was a characteristic ‘knock’.   What I saw was interesting…

There was a very inky-black irregular blob hanging in the air about 4 ft. off the floor over by the door partially against the wall and hanging into the open doorway inside the room, so I grabbed my glasses and it was still there, and it felt like it was still there – you always know when you are being observed. I then tried to turn on the lamp next to my bed, and it would not turn on. That of course, is one of my worst night mares, and in the back of my mind I was saying ‘I absolutely refuse to be scared out of my wits!!!’ So I got out of bed to make sure it was fully plugged in, and it was. The only other source of light was the light switch on the wall and I would have had to walk right thru the blob to get to it, and the ‘blob’ was still there – I checked. I bumped the lamp shade standing up and it flickered on, then off, so I fiddled with the bulb, and then it came on. When I looked at the blob, it was gone.

Interesting that Diesel slept through the entire thing – even when I walked out of the room to call to my husband. Which is odd because if I move, he’s always aware and raises his head to look at me like, ‘What are we doing now?’. Thinking the knocking was something on the TV downstairs, I listened a moment, realizing that it couldn’t have been the TV because it was not that loud.

I got back in bed with the resolution to NOT let that feeling of the creeps up and down my spine to take over. That creepy feeling to me always means that there is something there. Like the blob was, but I could not see it. My husband came up to bed at that point which, thankfully, always crashes the energy – anybody else coming into a weird field always does change the energy.

Just to be on the safe side I wrapped myself, the house, my husband and all the animals in white light, pointedly ignoring the blob energy – giving no attention. I haven’t had to ward the house in a long time. I guess the energies have changed enough that it is time to go through and do it again. Spring energetics, ‘Here I come!’

Just two questions, anybody else have stuff like this happen? I haven’t had it happen to me in a great many years. Not since my third eye shut its lid when I was a kid. Not that I haven’t had things show up in the bedroom, but they were not scary, and they didn’t paralyze the dog. Second, was the knock from  somewhere else to wake me up and be aware of what was floating around my room, or do blobs knock? Interesting.

You attract what you think your thoughts about, and I have been wandering through the modern interpretations of chaos magic – researching and reading books to find the consciousness link to phenomenology and physics… and with Nick Redfern’s interview on Fade to Black on Tuesday added to the pot and plenty of Rune Soup on You Tube, I may have primed that pump a little too much. Now I have some energetic cleaning to do.

Real Magic: Ancient Wisdom, Modern Science, and a Guide to the Secret Power of the Universe

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