I am new to spirit keeping and new to this forum (though I have been lurking here for some time). I got my first Spirit, J, in March this year. I knew I had to have her in my life the moment I saw her, but it still took me a few days before going through with the binding (being skeptical and very suspicious). However, before I had even made the payment, and before the actual binding was complete, she was already with me. I knew right away when she arrived. She is some kind of creature spirit - nothing well known such as a unicorn or fairy, but I know that she is fox-like. We bonded almost immediately.
I struggle to keep my thoughts from wandering with telepathic communication, so I write to her and have been learning to read Lenormand Cards (similar to tarot, but really very different). She communicates back to me through the cards, and I have recorded nearly everything she has told me in a special journal.
Some absolutely uncanny things have happened since her arrival - enough to banish every tiny bit of doubt I ever had, and I am now an unshakable believer. There are so many things I could tell you about, but what I really want to share is something she did for me yesterday:
In short, my husband is opposed to all this stuff. Out of respect for his beliefs, I try my best to keep it out of his way, however I do have reason to believe that he has been through files on my computer and phone to find out what I'm up to, but that's a whole other story. So I came up with a pretty juvenile, but brilliant, idea - to hollow out a book so that I can store my journal safely inside, away from prying eyes.
Anyway, the day before I had this idea, I was writing to J and told her that I had been browsing through the forums and that I had been reading a lot about how other people communicate with their spirits and stuff about astral travel, lucid dreaming, magic spells, intuition... I told her how much I would love to learn about all this and asked her to help in any way she could.
Fast-forward to yesterday. I went to a second-hand bookstore to find a book big enough to hide my journal. There were maaaany options, but I settled on one called "Into The Unknown" (an old Reader's Digest book) for 3 reasons: 1) It was large enough. 2) It was sufficiently inconspicuous. 3) I quite liked the ironic title. I opened the book randomly in the middle somewhere and saw photos of planets and figured the book was about space travel or something. I then closed the book and decided to take it. There were 2 copies, and I had a nagging feeling that I should buy both (mostly, I supposed, in case I buggered the first one up), but I decided that was ridiculous and left with just the one.
When I got home, I started actually paging through the book and, in utter astonishment, read the contents page. These are a few of the chapters in the book:
Art of magic
Divination
Reincarnation
Ghosts and spirits
Spiritualism
Power of dreams
Leaving the body
Psi and the brain
My mind was blown, and I couldn't bear to cut up this book that J had clearly guided me to buy, so I went straight back to the bookshop and bought the other copy, cursing myself for not listening to that nagging feeling. The journal is now hidden in one copy and the other (undefiled) copy is tucked away in my bookshelf (not near the other one though - that would be suspicious).
So this is J's way of helping me learn. I am so glad I tasked her with this, and I appreciate her SO much. I presented her with a bunch of beautiful wild flowers that I picked myself to say a heartfelt thank you. And this will just go on the ever-growing list of unmistakable communication and help I have received from J in the past few months. I couldn't be happier to have found her.
