The year was 1974 and I was an atheist.  I was so earthly that I seemed to be of no spiritual  good. Very practical, very much the cynic.   I first opened up my spirit when I began to study and practice relaxation therapy and hynosis.  To my surprise, I entered into an altered state of consciousness rather easily, for someone who was as skeptical as myself.  Amost immediately, I was bombarded by spiritual experiences of various kinds.  I believe that the ASC opened the veil to my latent psychic powers.  From 1974-77, I documented in a diary about 3000 dreams, most  were clairvoyant in nature.  Sometimes I dreamed, remembered and documented as many as 10 dreams a night, some of which came to pass the very next day.

From hypnosis and dreams, I began to study astrology into the wee hours of the night.  Consumed by what I believed to be cosmic or planetary predictors of the course of human life, I initiated a study of the astrology charts of the deceased.  I targeted people who died sudden, even violent deaths.  In one particular case of a young man name Frank, I needed to know his exact birthdate and date of death so I went to the graveyard where he was buried and jotted it down from the tombstone in order to constuct astrology charts for my study.

Later that same night, as I marvelled over the charts, Henry, a friend of Franks who was assisting me with information about his deceased pal, suggested that I try to contact Frank myslef in a seance.  I laughed and laughed.  I did not believe in such nonsense.  However, that very night, I held my first  and only seance in the summer of 1974, never expecting that I woul enter into a supernatural realm of which I was totally unaware and ill prepared to contend with.

As six people–three children and three adults, 3 male and 3 female–gathered around my friend’s dining room table in the dark, we began by making fun and nervously giggling.  We thought we were playing just another parlor game.  As we settled down and got quiet, to my amazement, when I raised my head and focused my eyes toward the center of the room, a spirit materialized directly in front of my face!

The being  manifested in the form of a huge head of a man, at least 3 times larger than the size of a normal human head.  Its substance or essence looked like a very thick cloud or a dark room filled with thick cigarette smoke.  However, the “smoke” or “cloud” formed itself into a perfect shape of a man’s head, with a U shaped hairline, sideburns, a  mustach and full beard, wearing an old fashioned ascot in his neck. While doing research for my 4th book, “The Fake Jesus: Fallen Angels Among Us,” I found a picture of the being that strongly resembles the “smoked head.”  The ascended master who calls himself “St. Germain.  More on him later.

The room had been darkened by pulling the socket out of the walls while the lamps had been lit and on.  The “head” could not be seen in a lit room.  I inserted the plug in the socket and then removed it about three times.  While the room was dark, the “head remained.The third time that I darkened the room, the “head” disappeared suddenly. POOF!

At first I was not afraid, only excited and amazed that my entire world of skepticism and unbelief of supernatural things had just been turned upside down.  As I lay in my bed in the dark that night, I began to experience a sense of apprehension.  Finally I drifted into sleep, only to have an ominous “sleep paralysis” experience which folk from the deep south call “the haints.”  I felt like I was choking.  A heaviness came on me where I woke up thinking that my young daughter was sleeping on top of me.  I patted my body and the bed to see who it was that was smothering me.  I tried to call for help.  However, I had no voice–not even a whisper. I was so afraid at this point that I fainted.  While I was out cold I thought I heard from Frank.  A voice said “Leave me Alone!”

TO BE CONTINUED!

 To my readers, I was deep into the occult for three years, when the Lord snatched me out of it and caused me to become born again on March 29, 1977.   Nevertheless, my occult background was  so compatible to word of faith, charismatic teachings and practices, that  a I transitioned into them quite easily. For example, I had healing powers as a psychic. I simply transitioned those powers, believing that they were from the Holy Ghost.  My powers were very much like that of Todd Bentley.

 If you have had any background in the occult, just know that once you get saved, the devil does not give up on you.  He will use your psychic powers to imitate the gifts of the Holy Ghost. If you need additional understanding, contact me in this post or send me a message at www.facebook.com/pamela.sheppard911