Those Sneaky Psychic Attacks

Those Sneaky Psychic Attacks


This is a core story that is not in my Free Report “Psychic Self Defense”  offer on the box to the right — Sign up and get it while I still have it available as this blog is going through changes –

It took me eight years to figure this out.

In the Free Report I discuss my first experience with psychic attack — this story can be found  on the front page at Occult My second experience was very different and is related in the report.  I had moved into a haunted house in London. This can be kinda hard to avoid really…

Was the attack in the London house caused by spirit activity attached to the house, or was is the result of an attack from another quarter altogether? I am still not sure of that, but I have since received some answers.

Life in London…at First…

In March 1998, I was compelled to move to London. I don’t really know the real reason, but I could not prevent myself selling everything I owned and going. In 1997 I had taken my King Arthur Holy Grail tour to research art  for my channeled Tarot deck: Grail Keepers Tarot, and fell in love with the U.K. It seems 1998 was a big  year for major life changes. The Hale Bop comet had flown over — I saw it in Tintagel, Cornwall just floating above the sea. Perhaps that was the cause.

I needed to make money and stay below the radar, so I got a pitch in Camden Lock Market and began reading Tarot cards there two days a week. I made just enough to keep the roof of the haunted house over my head and travel and eat.

Shortly after I had set myself up on the traditional Tarot pitch that I shared with the resident psychic, Patricia,  I was visited by an  old Irish woman who announced to me that she was Queen of all the psychics in London and it was her job to oversee them all. I think we swapped readings or discussed it — I honestly cannot remember how we dealt with our relationship. All I ever found out about her was that she worked at the top of the Stables Market behind Camden Lock and charged very little for her work. We didn’t speak when we saw each other — I felt as if I couldn’t, and I didn’t make anything of it.


Over the time I was there, I was told the history of the area. The stables had been  built for horses used in the city for fire brigades and taxis and  things like that. The lock was part of a canal that ran through Saint Johns Wood and  through Little Venice, its picturesque aspects and gypsy house boats marred by the tendency of dead bodies to surface at least once a year — victims of some of the most horrific murders in town. Camden had also been the location for mass graves during the 1667 plague epidemic that swept London after the Great Fire in 1666. Breugel’s Triumpth of Death is like a portrait of Camden Town during the Plague. Camden Tube Station had also been built on the spot where the cottage of  the infamous witch, Mother Damnable, once stood. It was alleged that the cottage was full of demons that floated through the air in all sorts of weird shapes.
Camden Town was also to home to young Charles Dickens before his father went to debtors prison.

Another thing about that place was that the whole length, from Camden Stables down to the Lock was said to be on a ley line. Knowing about this ley line obscured many things from me because the Tarot pitch was right on it and it was thought to be a very active and polluted current.

When I worked In Camden Lock for two days  a week everything was fine and I soon had lots of clients. Two days was just enough.Suddenly, Patricia had to cut back, so the market manager offered me an extra day on the stall. This was fine too — until she wanted to return. I had customers who expected me to be there by this time and I had come to rely on the extra money. To cut a long story short, certain people may not have been too pleased with these complications, but they didn’t say anything to me about it.

Around Samhain, I began to experience the horrific attacks in the night that I describe in the Free Report and have mentioned in earlier blog posts. I thought they were caused by someone else…

I began having a terrible time in the market. For one thing the energy coming down under the Tarot pitch was so violent sometimes that with my super-sensitivity I was thrown off balance and stressed out something fierce. My mind would get fixated on people and things and I couldn’t shift out of it. I started having conflicts with other traders out of the blue — misunderstandings cropping up — all kinds of volatility.

I moved at one point to a shop under the stables  that is no longer there — just to try to get out of the bad energy. But business wasn’t as good because it didn’t have the visibility. It was a bit more peaceful though.

Then that situation deteriorated because business was too slow and the owner got stressed out. I went back up to Camden Lock Market. It was good for a while and then got really horrible again. I never had so much stress and conflict and bad luck in my life before. I couldn’t leave though because of my situation and business was really good and the money was good. I was really stuck.

My cards would come up all black!

My cards would come up all black!

Ever since the night attacks between Samhain and  Christmas, I had been seeing a Carribean Priestess/ Healer, Mother Bridget. She helped me all the time — mostly clearing my energy field. I became known for never being able to keep bad energy off. I was always suffering from over-stress and  entity invasion. I had ideas about what was behind this stuff — partly the rat-race of London — partly these people who would turn on me and start making trouble in the market. I am also the type that needs lots of seclusion to balance myself and I was living in group housing. Never being alone could have contributed to stress and unhappiness for me. I never thought it was an occult attack!

“There are two women crossing you. A blond one and darker one. These are clairvoyant mediums.”
“But who? I have no idea who these people are. Why?”
“But why?”
I could not for the life of me figure out who they were because nobody I knew fit the description.
“There’s a coven working against you. Clairvoyant mediums. They are trying to bury you.”
“They set it up like clockwork with the moon. They brought in another medium.”
I was lost for trying to figure it out so I decided she must be wrong.
After my first horrible year being back in the States and moving to Seattle, I finally got a studio apartment in which I could be 100% alone. This was  the only condition in which I could begin to heal from the mountains of stress  and wounds form all of that conflict. I had never thought of myself who has enemies — so I always in shock about these things. About six months after this absolute solitude it hit me who those Clairvoyant Mediums were.  The other tarot readers in the market. Since I had never had words with them, very little to no contact – I could not even think of them. But I am sure it was them now — very clever, very subtle, very evil.


What is also really strange is that I went to the British Isles initially to research my Grail Keepers Tarot. In the Celtic Faery tradition I had been working in that is woven into the tarot deck I painted, I was very connected to the goddess Brighid: triple moon goddess of poetry, healing, and smithcraft. I had been working with the bright Brighid when I went to London. When the attacks happened, the lady who saved me was a black Bridget — Mother Bridget. But there  was a third Bridget in the mix — the Queen of the tarot readers — that Irish crone in the Stables Market. She was using the ley-line to send her curses straight at me.

I am still unsure of the motive for wanting to use such low-down, evil means  to get rid of me. I do know, as an American, I was never taught to kiss anybody’s butt and suppose I must have offended her.

The take-away here is that attacks of this nature can be very hard to understand and pin down. Best install good defense mechanisms so you bounce them off immediately.

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8 thoughts on “Those Sneaky Psychic Attacks

  1. “Mother Bridget”–what the black women of New Orleans call the Lwa Maman Brigitte. She is a Gede–one of the death spirits–and she is considered a wise judge so women whose sons are incarcerated pray to her for justice. Very interesting to see this aspect of her here. Wish you could come to our Imbolc–we are honoring Brigit/Oya/Maman Brigitte; should I post info here? It’s a public ritual.

  2. hi
    i remember camden as a strange place and i met a few people there who talked to me about the ley lines but most of the time it was to gain power from them it looked more vampiric than anything else, but i remember how things seem to happen more rapidly and easily than anywhere else and how things seemed to be shifting like a jigsaw.i made a lot of associations there at one point with people,and i always felt this place was the center of something where anything can be created very quickly.but when i gothere now i just feel that theres a lot of people whether voluntarily or involuntarily camp on those lines and that everything is polluted and that if you re sensitive enough you can feel lots of energy pressurizing you.but anyway camden seemed to be a place where things happen more easily than anywhere else, there s a lot of magical traffic, i ve been there a few days ago and i can t seem to be able to leave the place was just to share eventhough it doesn t seem that interesting.
    it s funny cause i have a problem with a blonde hair woman and a black hair woman too since a number of years, but its just a mind trick.i liked your article on occult view especially when you say thaT even if a person lies you take it as the truth because thartis what the person believes in and when i deal with people which isn t often, i always believe them on that ground knowing that their lie is based on a truth or is their truth.i used to easily recognize people like that cause they sound different from what they truly are like their talk isn trooted anywhere.but anyway i thought it was interesting.i don t know if i have psychic attacks but i know probably that it is always about someone who wants to take you over and then you end up with things that are not yoursa inside which happens to me a lot.well bye

  3. I do know, as an American, I was never taught to kiss anybody’s butt and suppose I must have offended her.
    well i think it s cool to not kiss butt and i m not trying to start a conflict either but to me i doesn t have anything to do with being an american unless you do it for the american nation.i m sure lots of americans do kiss them,maybe even i do.i think its more whether you are like that or not like i don t kiss butt cause it s not me.i m french and i don t care because it s just a passport but i believe in having my own heart or government with its own laws, i got my ministry of finance which is bad at the moment but also my ministry of interior and health, they are actually all bad but i can t kick em out, every individual works according to his own laws some kiss butt some don t.when people ask me where i m coming from and i say versailles i don t feel i m coming from there cause the city didn t make me.i dont even feel i m french or anything.i think it s all really boring and cliche.but if someone says well i m a faery i come from elfhame i don tkiss butt then i get thwe drift.

  4. also i want to say that it is strange that it s always about the triple goddess cause i think there s a fourth face that is unseen

  5. The most important way of protecting yourself from the effect of psychic attack in the first place is to be emotionally strong and stable and do not allow others to identify with your fears because this reveals your weakness. Try to identify with your own emotional issues and fears and heal them, this way you are protecting yourself from being emotionally vulnerable, making you less likely to absorb the effects of the negative energies.

  6. Thanks for that Jason. In a perfect world we would all be strong and stable all of the time but that is not always realistic. There is sometimes too much impacting people, negativity and aggression can wear you down. I know from experience that even the most healed emotional body can be injured again and again.
    But if you have that kind of immovable stability, more power to you.

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