People often move to properties that are a matching picture in some way for their own story. We acquire properties and ‘own them’ in our culture’. But the land may hold other influences that must be honored and cared for. There is often a web of sacred associations that have accumulated for eons. The concept of ownership is a modern idea about land, but no matter what the name is on a legal deed, the land has its own story.
Issues of status and image often trump good judgment in people who are otherwise well intentioned. And so, even in a really uncomfortable situation like this one, there may be an odd familiarity that binds the two together: the new inhabitant, and the troubled house. It is possible that a healthy shift can naturally occur, and things can ease. In other cases, however, people move out and are relieved they did so.
A friend of a colleague told a harrowing story of an ongoing haunting at his second home. He had recently purchased this home, perched in a beautiful location on a cliff above the ocean. He lived there only occasionally, but hoped to make it his permanent home soon. When he came to see me he reported feeling that whatever was going on, in and around the house and with him, had escalated. For example, his shaving mug had flown through the air right in front of him on a recent morning, and he often felt a strong masculine presence breathing near him at night in his room. He was not afraid of these unusual events, and spoke about them in a very matter of fact way. A very practical person, he simply wanted to return to solid sleep, and a sense of ease while there. He wanted to know if he could or should live there and anything else I could turn up that had bearing on the disturbances.
I looked into the story thoroughly over a week or so and discovered there were multiple layers of influence. The first and most urgent was the necessary re-internment of a burial object, which I described. He confirmed that he had dug this artifact up further inland on the property accidentally and discovered a human skeleton along with it, which he left buried. It was a very large stone mortar that was now situated on his porch. He was startled and a little alarmed when I mentioned this object. He realized he had felt it should be reburied, but had just forgotten about it. He promised he would dowse to find the exact spot where he had taken it out of the ground, and rebury it with prayers, appropriate offerings and apologies, leaving it without further disruption.
Level two: The unhappy ghost of the former owner, a military man of high rank, was present in the house. Indications were that he had taken his own life there, though this had never been disclosed at sale according to my client. So we needed to help his spirit move on in the most comprehensive way.
Level three: Some places really are not meant to have houses built on them, no matter how lovely the view, and this spot according to my spirit allies was one of those places. This whole area was a reputedly sacred spot for local native tribes. It was associated with a ‘western door’ for departing souls and as my client had found out accidentally on his own, a burial spot.
My client, R. really did not want to hear this, but my spirit allies insisted that he understand that if he chose to live there, ‘he did so at some risk’ to his peace and ease. He conscientiously followed spirit directions in every other regard, to ease and correct the situation, but refused at that time to think about selling the property. He was willing to tough it out he said, and see if things settled down. He reported an enormous quiet and calmness after our work, and developed a new appreciation for the subtle realms he had intersected.