Shadowman and astral flying with a powerful being in 1970's New England
Hello. As a child born in the late 1960's I had some very interesting experiences with shadow characters and a powerful flying being that looked like a man with a cane or at times like an ancient prince with a staff. I was 8 years old and in 3rd grade the year all this activity began. I may have been stressed out and hyper aware of my surroundings that year. We had just moved from a late 1600's haunted house in Mystic Connecticut to a house built in 1909. I spent 1st and 2nd grade in the Mystic house. There was always something outside my window. A strong entity was in the house and always made items in the kitchen move about. So we move just before 3rd grade and I start another school. I was a sensitive child that had talked to ghosts in a hotel I lived in before Mystic that my family owned. There was a spirit that would come and talk to be in my room. I could see him perfectly out of the corner of my eye in the daylight. He helped me get around the hotel because there were patches of darkness that would purposely scare me. All the adults knew about my invisible friend. Some knew about the dark entities and disapproved of me waiting for the elevator on my floor. It always felt like there had been a murder or something. There were two elevator operators both named Arthur. One of them may have been able to sense what I was affected by. My invisible friend gave me an in visible dog as a pet and I know the names of both the friend and dog. Very strange stuff. So we move for third grade. Now this room I had had a closet and two windows. My beds headboard was right between the windows. The closet door was close to the rooms door. I slept with both doors closed and windows closed. There were no ghosts or entities in this house or property. I checked. Now one night I sensed a figure in the corner a shadow that wouldn't leave. Every night it was there. I started to leave my body from fear. Eventually one night the other being appeared outside the window and told me I could slip through the panes of glass and get out. I did. It was cold outside. This being seemed kind and wise but would not reveal much. Initially he appeared as an old gentleman very well dressed with a walking stick. I would hold the canes end and we flew together. He instructed me on what to do. We flew around the town. Eventually I got back through the window and was fine. The next night I left again and he was waiting. We went and picked up a boy who lived nearby and he knew how to fly without holding on to the cane. They instructed me together how to do it. The boy was cut off from answering my questions. Together we flew just below and back from the man. It always felt like we were a power source for him. We would go to bedroom windows and pickup old people and take them around to visit in the bedrooms of other elderly people. It was very strange. Sometimes we would have a number of elderly people and they would hang on together to the cane. We would fly very high and very fast. I don't remember everything. I think my vision was blocked at times by the man. He wouldn't allow me to communicate with others. I do remember flying up and down the east coast and all the way to eastern Ohio. We flew so fast. And picked up so many people. Some people we returned home. Eventually the man revealed himself to me. He was an ancient and proud white light shimmering figure. The cane was a staff of power and depending how I looked in the beings face he appeared good yet terrible. His hair was white. He had big cheekbones. He seemed bigger when himself. Maybe eight feet. He is not of this world. Sometimes the other boy was not with us. Sometimes I did not project. This went on for weeks. I kept asking questions. He revealed more to me. I was afraid but not of evil rather of the power. One night I was on the ceiling looking down at my body. I couldn't get back in. The shadow was in the corner pushing at me. Suddenly two cloaked twin figures appeared. They were as big as the room yet they let me see they had much greater power. I tried to look into one of their faces and fell back in my body. But first I saw in the glint of the eye of this being that the solar system was small when compared to the true size and nature of this creature. I've never projected since and never talked to a ghost and never communicated with a being or a shadow since. And thoughts on my encounters? One thing, I had taken classes in meditation when I was 6 years old and I think that triggered my ability from six to eight years old.
