[sun-toon´]

Here's another type of energetic siphoning that I've experienced. I've never tried to relate this anecdote in writing before, and I’ve told only a few people about it, but I'll give it a try.

This happened a couple years ago in a small town in Ohio. It was the middle of the morning and I'd just made a quick stop at the bank. As I was driving out towards the main highway I could see that something was going on up ahead at the intersection...vehicles parked askew, and people milling around. When I got up to the corner it turned out to be a serious traffic accident. A small car crossing the highway from the other direction had been hit broadside by a pickup truck. The car was knocked off the road where it had traveled up an embankment and crashed into a large boulder. It was an eerie scene, the air was still and cold and it was quietly snowing large flakes. A few people had stopped to help, but it had happened only moments earlier and there were no emergency workers around. I pulled over to see if I could help, but there didn't seem to be anything I could do. The man who'd been driving the truck was lying on the side of the road where someone was working over him and a couple people were over by the wrecked car. There were others, witnesses I suppose standing around already, so rather than be in the way, I just turned and carefully drove through the intersection and up the hill.

I was feeling so helpless, and struck by the thought that there was nothing that could be done that I was overwhelmed and started crying. The emergency vehicles were coming towards me and a few minutes later as I drove into town I saw the rescue helicopter flying towards the scene. I could feel both a psychic and emotional impact in my chest. Though I didn't know it at that moment, I found out later that woman in the car was dead at the scene. She was a worker at the bank I'd been at, on her way there and had driven straight through the stop sign without seeing it. The man from the truck was eventually OK, though he was seriously injured. It was the image of him, lying there unconscious on the roadside, with the snow falling on him that kept coming back to me all day.

All during the day while I was working I was overwhelmed with grief. I was alone there, and didn't have to put on any pretenses, so I just let if flow through me. It came in waves a couple times an hour in the form of pure despair. I thought about the man lying helpless and I cried. I thought about my father, who'd recently died and cried some more. I thought about my family situation which had been crumbling around me and cried over that, and this went on periodically for several hours. By the time I left work it was dark, and I was just about spent while I drove the 20 miles back home. As I was exiting the interstate, the feeling of despair came over me again. By then I was wiped out. I felt like I'd cried for every trauma I'd experienced in every past life...and suddenly the light bulb came on. I thought "wait - a - minute", and that was all it took to break the spell. I could feel the "rider" that was still attached to me and also how it had been triggering exactly the thoughts that would evoke the emotional frequency of grief.

I've had psychic attacks before and used different methods for dealing with them, but this time I didn't pray or ask for any assistance. Instead I calmly set the intent to drive back to the scene of the accident and leave it there, which is what I did. As I drove through the intersection, which was cleaned up and empty, I simply turned, and as I drove back up that hill again, I could feel that it was gone.

When I "looked" back on the situation, I was able to discern what had happened. I saw the creature, some kind of elemental that had a wormlike appearance. It was clear, like it made out of water, and swam through the air. There had actually been a group, or cloud of them, hovering over the accident scene, and they'd been attracted to the emotional energy of the traumatic circumstances. It didn't feel evil, but it was a parasite. It held a kind of intelligence which felt like that of an animal...but simple, like a mosquito or a leech. All it needed was the instinct of how to push my grief buttons and it had me for a meal all day. I'm not very studied in mythology, but I've been told there are stories about creatures like this and names for them, though no one has been able to point me to those.

I hope this isn't too long, but I felt I needed to relate the circumstances to better illuminate the nature of the parasite. It was definitely siphoning my energy, but in some way it was healing as well, because in the days after that I was emptied of the feeling of trauma...which often seems like it’s a background layer to my being. I do think we come into this dimension already traumatized. I've never had this happen again, but I think it's good to be aware that some of the emotional siphoning going on isn't being done by other people, sorcerers, evil spirits or astral machinery. It also happens in a somewhat organic manner.