God and spiritual beings exist beyond ordinary human perception, yet their influence can shape our lives for better or worse. Just as humanity contains good, evil, and everything in between, so do the realms of spirits.
From the ages of five to nine, I possessed what many call the “third eye.” Though it later became dormant, the memories remain – along with rare moments when I still glimpse spirits and entities beyond the physical world.
At five years old, a chance moment of eye contact with spirits in the wilderness triggered a terrifying chase above and below ground all the way to my village. My family feared me because of this, believing that no human could outrun unseen spirits unless they were one. I was branded a demon child because I could see what others could not.
God and spiritual beings exist beyond ordinary human perception, yet their influence can shape our lives for better or worse. Just as humanity contains good, evil, and everything in between, so do the realms of spirits.
From the ages of five to nine, I possessed what many call the “third eye.” Though it later became dormant, the memories remain – along with rare moments when I still glimpse spirits and entities beyond the physical world.
At five years old, a chance moment of eye contact with spirits in the wilderness triggered a terrifying chase above and below ground all the way to my village. My family feared me because of this, believing that no human could outrun unseen spirits unless they were one. I was branded a demon child because I could see what others could not.
As I have grown older, I have learned to accept something that once troubled me deeply: not everything is meant to be fully understood. For much of my life, I searched for explanations. I wanted to categorize my experiences, to label them
Many people imagine faith as something comforting, warm, and reassuring. Sometimes it is. But faith can also be demanding. It can disturb your peace before it gives you clarity. My understanding of God did not come solely from scripture or tradition. It
There are moments in childhood that never truly leave us. We may grow older, learn new words for the world, and explain things away with reason, but some memories stay untouched by time. For me, fear did not begin as an abstract