What I Did:
A little over a year ago I was working at a private club. One day they sent me into one of the Pavillions --a permanent "Tent" constructed of glass and canvas attached to the main building-- to polish glasses for a large wine tasting that evening.
It was late May, about 11:30 a.m., bright and beautiful.
I was only in there a few minutes when I heard a rustle, then looked up to see a Shadow Person bolting --running-- from a corner and into the main building along the wall; perfectly framed and visible against the white canvas wall.
How I Did It:
It was almost cartoon-like, the front of the shadow person was clearly man-like but he was booking so quickly the back of him was "flaring out", not unlike the flames you see painted on muscle cars, but it wasn't losing pieces of itself.
The rustle was a fake potted tree in the corner, it was still swaying a little, and I realized that the shadow person had been up in the canopy, hanging-out, posted, waiting.
I have long since had the ability to see Shadow people, and I confront them every time. Spiritual Warfare. I do consider them to be Demons. There is no fear here, they just inspire in me a righteous anger, an indignation, and I will get in their "face" every time.
This is why I know this particular entity "got the hell out of there" --pun intended-- when I entered the room, before I could really do anything or before I knew it was there.
Lessons Learned
- So, yes-- many, many shadow person encounters but I found this one to be particularly illuminating. I catch most shadow people traveling, roaming. What I found disturbing about this encounter was that after it was over I got the distinct impression this shadow person was POSTED. With marching orders. Up in the canopy of a fake tree, in a bright and sunny room on a beautiful morning, hanging-out and waiting.
