Hello everyone. My name is Aileen, just what my screen name say with the exception of my date of birth. Im 45 years old. Please note, I am NOT here for DATING. Im happily married, 17 years. 4 biological children,5 step-children; 5 grandboys and 1 granddaughter.
My element is fire. Fire can do good, like cooking food to eat and keeping us warm or it can do great harm, like burning a house down. Fire is a combustible, unpredictable element, a chemical reaction that can go off easily and quickly go from a small flame to a raging fire. Fire astrology signs can ignite easily too, they are very temperamental however if managed properly, they can be very beneficial. In fact, fire signs must be managed and under control in order to be of benefit. Fire signs can be emotionally volatile yet they are very passionate. Fire can change it's course at an instant, those born under fire astrology signs are very dynamic and like the fire spreading, are the first to set out into the unknown and take initiative with adventurous enthusiasm. Fire is not a physical thing, it is quite mystical and fire astrology sign people apprehend the world through their intuition, they trust their gut instinct (or they should anyway) because it rarely ever leads them wrong. Fire people have a strong sense of self just like fire which has no regard over anything in it's path, fire people are quite self centered but they are moving so fast that they never get stuck on themselves, the fire needs to spread and explore. Fire people are impulsive and just like fire spreading, often leap before they look. (http://zodiac-signs-astrology.com/zodiac-signs/zodiac-elements.htm)
I just want to share some of my experiences in life:
I was born in Sta. Barbara, Pangasinan, Philippines. I was told that when I was born I can fit in a shoe box and dying. Fearing that I will die, they called a close friend of the family to baptize me. As soon as I was baptized, they said a miracle happened, I was breathing normal. Where I am from, there are persons who practice witchcraft, persons who cures illnesses using prayers along with the palm of their hands and persons who cast curses and hexes.
In the late 1960's, I was between 3-5 years old, my mother took me to my grandfather's house (my dads side). Here's what I remember: My mom brought me in a room and there was a little girl or a boy (unsure what gender it was), wearing all white and he/she was laying down on the bed. There was a man in there too. I asked my mom what is wrong with her/him. My mom said she/he is dead and they just finished embalming her. I just stood next to my mom while I was looking at this kid laying down on the bed. Next thing, I started screaming because I saw the kid's eyes opened. My mom told me not to be afraid because he/she just wants to play with me. Over the years, I have never forgotten the kid face. Sometimes when I'm sad or afraid, I would see the kid above me smiling. Even to this day.
Mid 70's, I remember my great grandmother sitting me down. She was holding a candle and something that looks like a cigar. She was blowing the smoke from my face and throughout my body. I also heard her chanting something but I could not understand the words she was saying. Then she said to me, dont be scared. Then I remember her screaming at me. She was asking who am I and what am I doing inside of her and what I put in her and that I need to leave and remove whatever it is or else she will come and hunt me down. I was crying because I didnt know why she is asking me those questions. But she kept blowing smoke on my face and my body. Then the next thing I remember was the bowl of water infront of me. She asked me to spell my name out and she put white beads or something that resembles white rice with the same count as my name. She told me to gather them up and put it on the palm of my hand. She grabbed them and put them on my clothing and wrap it with a strand of her hair. Later on I was told that someone has put a spell on me and my great grandmother removed it from me.
1989, my ex-husband's best friend, Willie passed away, we were at his home helping out. I was about to wash the dishes when the faucet turned on and off by itself. (you have to raise the handle of the faucet to be able to turn it off or on). In the past, whenever I came to visit their home, Willie never like it when I wash the dishes. That evening, I can hear him calling my name and felt that he was at the front door asking me to let him in. I was not asleep. I closed my eyes and said to Willie to leave because he is scaring me. Then I could no longer hear or feel that he was at the front door.
2000-2003, For whatever reason, when I go to bed, I had to have the arms and legs of my husband wrap around my whole body because I felt that if he is not holding me that whatever or whoever will touch me and takes me away. I was even afraid to close my eyes because when I do, I see it?s big scary eyes and sense it floating by the ceiling and sometimes just by corner of the ceiling of the house, just waiting. So, besides my husband?s legs and arms wrap around me, I also leave the light on and wearing a rosary around my neck and pray to Blessed Virgin Mary to watch over me, my children, my husband and command to whoever or whatever it is to leave. I do this until I fall asleep. Sometimes during these years, when I look into the mirror, I see little people with dark clothes with a hood. So I just covered up the mirror or I don?t look into it. Other times, I have to look twice because I thought I saw and felt something. But nothing is there. I thought I was over-reacting and maybe even gone mad. So I ignored it.
January 2008, we moved in our new apartment. My grandson came out of his room screaming telling me that someone is in his room. I came running and saw the blind moving. All of the sudden I felt my hair standing all over my body and felt very cold. The next few days, it seems like someone is in our apartment besides us. The following week we found out that the old lady that reside underneath us passed away on the day that my grandson said there was someone in his room. So, when we got home, I spoke and asked whoever is in our home to please leave. My grandson tells me that he see dogs and cats and people spinning around the ceiling above him. He also see water on the floor and he speaks about a home burning and a little boy trying to find his mommy. Every time I spoke and asked whoever it is to leave our home. It stop for a day or two then it starts all over again. I would sense or feel that someone is in our home and at the same time my grandson would tell me that he see something or someone or a monster. One time, my grandson told me that he see a police man in his room. I spoke aloud and said leave our home. The next day, I found a button from a shirt by our sliding door that indicated that it belong to a police officer because it said, metro police. We were watching the news that morning and found out that a police officer died in a motor vehicle accident last night. My husband thought I was making it up and my grandson was making it up but he saw the news and saw the button. I even went as far as calling a priest. He never showed up. So whenever my grandson see something, we say a prayer or I would speak and say don't scare or let my grandson see and only if their intention is good that they are welcome.
I have been a member of SOM since September 2010.
Lets always remember that...
God will not give us anything we cannot handle.
When it rains, it pours but the sun will shine again.
Respect your elders! They've been on this earth longer than you.
Blessed be to all that read my profile.