The first time I really perceived clearly that I was being attacked was right after one of our early gifting runs. I had just emailed Don to say that we were about to out gifting, which was akin to publishing it on the web! We left our house and about 1/2 a mile away, a black SUV with the license “BUSHCO1″ pulled out into traffic behind us. We came to the turnoff for downtown and he followed us. I got extremely nervous and felt it in my 3rd chakra (solar plexus). The SUV followed us all the way downtown (a few miles) until we pulled into the post office. I can’t remember our target for that day…it might have been the Mormon church across the street from the post office.

By the time we got home, I felt awful. I felt weak and scared  and I wasn’t in my body. I asked Stevo to look at my energy and he saw a cord at my 3rd chakra. This was all new to me, I just knew that something wasn’t right. He worked on me, cutting the cord and healing my 3rd chakra, and I immediately felt better. It’s hard to explain if you haven’t experienced it, but when you have someone else’s energy in your space, it just feels wrong. When your space is clear, it feels so right.

This was a very good illustration for me to know what was my own energy and what was not. I have never forgotten that feeling of wrongness, and when I feel that now, I know I am being attacked. It was also a good lesson in that I let that person in my space by going into fear. If I had been able to better control my fear reaction, they never would have been able to attack my 3rd chakra. Today if the same thing happened, I would simply boost the driver of the car and think nothing of it.

Stevo suffered the first big attack in the beginning of our gifting life. The night before we left to meet Carol and Don for the first time, in 2004, a woman walked up our 1/4 mile driveway at 10pm just to ask Stevo about his healing business. She was either stoned or a programmed zombie, probably both, because her eyes were dead and her speech was slow and ponderous. I wouldn’t even go to the door because her energy felt so bad, but Stevo politely answered her questions and sent her on her way.

We later learned that she was sent to get close to Stevo to get his energy signature for an attack that was to come. A few days after we returned from visting Carol and Don, Stevo was attacked so bad that he spend a week in bed in terrible pain. I spent the week nursing him and fending off the constant flyovers of small planes. Every 15 minutes or so I would run out into the back yard and pick up our 10-foot CB, and swing it around to point it at a low-flying airplane. It was interesting to watch them veer off each time I did that. It was very obvious that they wanted to avoid the energy of the CB. If it had happened once or twice I would have called it coincidence, but it happened more than a dozen times. They made a mistake when they messed with my man!

That’s a typical ploy, by the way. They hardly ever attack me in a direct physical manner. They attack Stevo, knowing I will suffer because of my empathetic gift. After he recovered from that attack, I don’t think he’s ever been hit as hard. We learned how to fight back. We learned that being passive is the NWO’s control game for sensitive souls. Don’t let them convince you that fighting for your life is a bad thing. Learn to defend yourself with the best weapon you have….Love.