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Situation reading This a reading I did for an american lady that felt uncomfortable everytime a male neighbour visited her and tried to make conversation. I prefer calling this a Situation Scan. I scan a certain situation to ''see'' what is going on. De reading werd gedaan in email contact. Dear Gabriella, I use visions of knowing what is ''Most likely to happen in the wide range of possibilities''. You used a word : Foreboding. I am used to living like a surfer and ride waves as in the Ogham letter Mor. The biggest wave is the one that you will surf, unless you pick another being aware of the dangers of that biggest one. The visions came over me with ''seeing'' a little girl in her underwear. Not too old, maybe 4-6 ? I don't even know if it is your girl, might as well be another. Like I was in that boys body and eyes. That means there is a chance he will enter your home or is planning to do so. I don't know exactly how to explain this, but I'll trie. It is not my intention to upset or scare you. Yesterday I sat down and began reading your message. Just a few sentences and stopped because of the visions hit me like a wave. First it was just visions and things I picked up, little shots an images. Feelings, only a little bit and then the ''movie''. I just sat there waiting till it would stop. There I ''saw'' a little girl. Light skin-tone. 4-6 years old. Not asien, nor african. Very sweet girl, in her underwear. No top. No dipers. Bare feet. Skinny almost, but not too much. Healthy and happy kid. Hair was shoulderlength, little bit curly. Brownish, blond. I could feel she likes to bath and play with water. She walked around in a little girl kind of way : jumpy and happy going towards You ? You were standing outside the living room. The backdoor was open. Not locked. I could see shadows and shapes of trees outside. The kitchen is open and connected to the livingroom. Not in the kitchen, not in the livingroom, not upstairs, think you are in the hallway ? Near the frontdoor. I can see the frontdoor as I am standing in your living room. The girl was deffinately in the living room. I saw the couch. The ceiling, the walls. There is a wooden floor, no carpet. American houses have a different style, are built differently from dutch houses so I saw that. The walls were closing in on her, that means that - that felt like she was being trapped. Cornered ? With only the opening to the hallway and stairs to get free. There was a window in the back door. In my backdoor isn't a window. The back door is in the kitchen. But then I looked again and it was with a window, and thin curtains. Daylight, the sun came through it. Nice weather. I did not ''see'' the girls face. Just saw her from behind, as if being in a mans body, or a boy. Her back was naked and she just had her underpants on. Felt like he - the male - was checking out the adult (you) for your strength - both mental and physical - but that his real interest is in the girl. About 70% examaning the situation, about 10% figure out his chances and 20% uncertain outcome - not in my reach to state what other motives are inside him. It can be just be in his fantasies and I saw that, but I don't want him to live out his fantasies, so... This came with the message NOT to encourage him and not to be kind or hostile either. Just radiate out, that you DO NOT exist. Make him loose interest, sort of ignore him, make him forget. If anything in this message has upset you, let me know okay ? Blessings, Carlijn. The mothers respons : Whoa. I got your email and it did freak me out but I am not upset. What freaked me out was the description of my home and my little girl. Pretty much right down to a tee except for the thin curtains. That is amazing. And she spends 99% of her time in her underwear (my kid is an aspiring nudist ), hopping around like a little flea. I have never seen a little sister at his house, I am pretty sure he is the youngest in the family. I appreciate your vision. Maybe a little meditation for shielding purposes is in order. Thank you for the time and effort and I will keep distance from this young man. Gabriella. |