Energy is a commodity, I am not talking about the power that runs your home appliances. I mean personal energy.

This morning I woke feeling like I had been breaking rocks on a chain gang all night. I have been dreaming a lot lately. Strange dreams with no body I know in them. It is also funny that sometimes you can get caught up in the tiredness and don’t question why it is happening. Easy to justify it away, especially if you have on going health issues and life stress factors. Which is just about everyone in the current climate.

I should know better. Yet I forgot to check in with my energy field to look for hooks and attachments that are draining energy from my field. These attachments are part of life, they come as part of engaging with other people, places and situations. We are continuously engaged in energy exchange, which is a give and take transaction that occurs. We are energy beings, and the true commodity of this world is human energy. It is the basis of everything from stock commodities, monetary systems and hence wealth. Wars are thought with and for control of this energy and it is something that in the hectic nature of navigating life few people think about.

As part of my spiritual practice, I regularly clear away any connections that are not serving me or wanted. Yet for some reason I had forgotten, and this can happen when something is attached. It is like when a leech attaches to you when you are out in the bush. It injects a local antiesthetic, so you don’t feel it is there while it sucks off you.

So anyway, in the process of asking myself,” why am I so tired”? I sat and centered myself and scanned my field expecting to possibly find a few small leaks. After all I have recently returned from a trip away. I may have picked up a hanger on. What I sensed was more like a stormwater pipe connected, with the energy flowing out like a torrent. It was a portal. When, how or who opened this up into my field I don’t know, but I let my consciousness flow through it as I knew it would need to be shut off from its other end. It opened into a dark world, one in which there was no light. I didn’t venture out. I used my visionary practice which I learned as a tool when I studied Shamanic healing practices, to plant a charge on that portal and returned directly to myself and remote detonated it.

I felt instant change. I know for most people this sort of stuff sounds crazy. Actually, anybody that knows me personally knows my weird and my fascination for the unusual. However, the world we live in is much stranger than most people in it are comfortable thinking about. Carlos Castanada wrote about this sort of stuff and had a word for the energy that is stolen by being’s that live just slightly off our frequency band, he called it loosh. Pretty good name, almost like loot. There are a lot of beings that share our world both human and not that know how to steal your loot both monetarily and energetically.

You have to consciously protect it.