The ReiQueer Pod Episode #3: Storytime: The Summer of My Spiritual Attack

I feel like once you understand and accept that humans don’t have dominion over this plane and there are other spirits and beings all over, ghost stories sort of lose their bite.

Unfortunately, as I explain in episode 3, my situation wasn’t as clear cut (or as entertaining). Perhaps it’s a little trite, but I do really think the lesson here is: stay woke, bitch.

Stay with me here. 

I feel like being a wellness practitioner, and someone who is living and working in the infamous “queer bubble” has afforded me the privilege of being able to move through life with a degree of open-heartedness that at its best is a beautiful testament to being able to trust after betrayal and at its worst is poorly maintained spiritual hygiene. 

Now, I won’t pretend to know exactly what went on this summer, but what I do know is that it brought me to a place of heightened connectivity and ultimate gratitude that I perhaps wouldn’t have been so steadfast in, had I not been experiencing what felt like a direct attack.

As I reminisce, I can’t help but think of the hysteria telling this story would encourage in my family home. Undoubtedly accusations of demonic possession and witchcraft. The truth is that fear is the real entity, and the real monster. It’s the fuel on which darkness thrives and shame festers.

Perhaps this whole experience was a coincidence, but I think I know better than that. By now I’m sure you’ve noticed my inclination to dig through the trauma for the golden bit of truth to make it understandable, make it worth it. 

In any case, thank you for getting a little weird with me today <3

Until next time,

Chloe, The ReiQueer ✨