The next story I want to tell you about is a night in a place called Mount Chinguacosy. The ski hill is located in the city of Bramalea, Ontario. The hill is only twenty-one metres high but the climb feels like you are going up one of the small foothills in Alberta. Surprisingly this man-made hill is mostly constructed from the basements dug for housing in the surrounding area. I believe the hill is a magnet for energy, paranormal and otherwise. It is the tallest hill for several kilometres and surrounded by a human sea of electrical and wireless outlets.
I have been up the hill many times, especially during the early nineties when I lived in Brampton-Bramalea. I have watched a couple of the seasonal meteor showers from the hill top and on a clear day you can see the CN Tower in Downtown Toronto thirty kilometres away.
I have always been 'in tune' with the paranormal side and as an empath one of my abilities is channeling. If I am comfortable around you then you can see me talking to them and picking the out in a space around us. The years have taught me to translate entities into masses of energy versus human or demonic shape for the most part. I have trained my mind to see them for what they are - pure energy. Back in 1994, however, dark energy appeared to me in two forms - black mist-like clouds and entities representing demonic form.
During 1994 I was dating a woman in a long distance relationship. As we had little money to spend when she came to the city for a visit one of our free activities was to go to the park. It was normally late at night so we would sit together in the parking lot, right there on the asphalt, or climb up the hill to look at the lights of the city. The "gold coast" as I used to call it, Mississauga, a city located to the south along the shores of Lake Ontario, used orange street lights which gave the appearance of a shimmering ribbon of gold.
One night we climbed up the hill to the top for some quiet time together (making out). It was a typical summer night, the weather was decent with partial clouds but thankfully rain free. We got to the top of the hill and stood next to an old service shed, about the size of two porta-potties. I believe the shed has since been replaced with a new one along with other changes including new fencing and signage.
I did not feel anything paranormal during our walk up the hill or as we stood there. We started holding each other close and kissing. She was nearly a foot shorter than me so I moved to lean back against the shed to support us.
When my back touched the shed I felt a strong negative surge of energy pulse through my body. We both moved away suddenly from the shed. I did not say anything right then but she commented how she had felt something (get your mind out of the gutter). She told me she had felt the pulse pass through her and agreed it was time for us to get out of there.
I saw something else in that moment when my back touched the shed, but I did not tell her about it until we were safely back in our car. We literally bee-lined down the hill, trying not to fall, as quickly as we could to get away from the negative pulse of energy we had both felt.
The five minute walk down the hill was equally alarming. While I have, over the years, possessed the skills to identify and repel negative energies I am still very aware of their presence. At the time the most demonic (and poltergeists) would take the literal form of demons to my second sight. I would see them as, not black, but a consuming darkness in physical form much like the shape and appearance of gargoyles up to the size of mid sized dogs but far more sinister and evil looking. We passed by at least a dozen of them that I was able to repel with my mind. I could literally see them cower and retreat our of path. I am not certain now whether it was my ability or a directive from the entity in the shed that had them react in this way. Perhaps both?
When we got safely back to her car I told her about what I had seen over the last ten minutes.
In the moment we felt the energy pulse I visualized a literal demon standing crouched over consuming most of the space inside the shed. I would guess if it were standing outside it would be over eight feet in height. It was clear to me in my mine, the eyes, the claws, the wings. This, to me, tells me it was a strong evil energy, so much so that my mind translated it into a clear identifiable form. It was the leader and its minions had been present during our retreat down the hill.
I have seen and sensed similar negative energies since but none have matched the intensity or clarity of this particularly evil entity. It was not my first nor last brush with evil, in the near future I will tell you about the thunderstorm that chased us out of the Forks of the Credit park, one evening back in the late nineties, in a future blog.