Becoming the Demon Slayer by Tracy L. Thompson

On the way towards my spiritual awakening, it became apparent that I’ve been followed all my life by a group of dark entities or demons as I thought they were. They were in my dreams and following me everywhere. It would release me of much guilt, shame and fear if I simply found a way to exorcise them away.

I was foolish and full of ego to believe how easy it would be to simply wrap up my personal demons within my translucent emerald blanket of healing love from my heart chakra.  Each one of them individually I smothered their dark energies in my green healing love energy. And one by one each energy succumbed to the love against their fearful hate being smothered into submission. I was in control I felt for the first time in my life.

My dark angels all became lined up on my left side of my staircase to the Divine one across from my white angels on my right side…seven on the left and seven on the right. Perfect symmetry flanking my staircase in my crown chakra to the divine. All my ancestors filling past the staircase on either side…those on the left for my karmic lessons throughout many lifetimes and the right those of my soul family…multiple generations…all so proud of me…all supporting me on my journey.

I thought I was done. That I have solved my shadow side. That I’m healed, my psychic gifts should be arriving soon, but where are they? Again, being a bit full of myself.

Nothing was appearing in any significant way, and I became anxious that I was not healing completely, that there were things I was still hanging on to. I say this but in truth I was seeing the shadows on the wall and in front of me more and more every day, but I wasn’t grateful for this as I was waiting for other gifts to appear. Something magical I asked the divine, could I have some magic please?

And along came a desire within me to hear some music from a singer I love named, Nina Simone. Especially my favorite song by her, ‘Feeling Good’. It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, and I’m feeling good. Those words in my head kept going on for a couple of weeks. I didn’t take this too seriously, thought it was just an earworm in my head.

And then we had a very hot Saturday afternoon, and I didn’t want to sit in the house with the heat and chose to watch an afternoon movie with air-conditioning keeping me cool and comfortable. The movie was called, The Quiet Ones-Part one.

It was supposed to be one of those movies about alien invasion and the creatures were very sensitive to sound and looked a wee bit like a cross between the aliens in the movie, ‘Alien’ from the 80’s and legs like gigantic praying mantis’s. Pretty ugly and of course they were massively killing everyone that made a sound. I wasn’t fazed too much although closeups to these creatures’ faces were kind of scary. They reminded me a bit of my own demons. There was a close-up where the main character, who is sick with an incurable disease, and accustomed to being quiet who finds more ways to get away from these creatures than everyone else. She faces one of them and doesn’t flinch or move…they can’t see her…in my mind I automatically went into my own protection mode, suddenly it was me facing the creature, I started to growl a deep growl inside my mind, my face contorting into a fierce warrior look, then I started to breathe like I do in meditation…exhaling by putting my tip of my tongue on the roof of my mouth…it was a very weird moment.  I thought to myself suddenly, I’m not done with exorcising my demons perhaps there are some that are more external to me than I thought.

Then the end of the movie came and the sole survivor on the Isle of New York is of course the main character, she lived even though she was to die of her disease. Very ironic and odd but life is like that isn’t it? The very thing that should have killed her kept her alive in the most impossible situation.

And in the end, she is all alone walking the streets in New York, and they play Nina Simone’s song, ‘I’m feeling Good’. And it hit me, this was spirit letting me know, I’m not done yet. There are still demons for me to slay.  Only these ones aren’t in my mind anymore they are everywhere doing their job which is to create challenges for me to prevent me from reaching my goals of obtaining my spiritual gifts. I thought it was too easy, that there had to be more, and sure enough spirit let me know that I wasn’t quite done yet.

And the story continues….

A VIEWS EXPRESSED DISCLAIMER The following personal life accounts were accomplished by Tracy L. Thompson in her personal capacity according to her account of memory of times past. These points of view and opinions of accounts from memory are the author’s own and do not reflect the view of others in her extended family. Proper names have been changed to only one letter to protect their privacy. These stories are NOT Victim statements but given as examples for mainly those of the spiritual community or those of understanding. Thank you for your respect and kindness to others when reading these accounts in remembering that not all will be understanding or believing of these accounts.