What message shall come from a snack cake one might wonder, well allow me to share. I was eating this delicious sugary snack cake when I started drifting into my here not here state of being. I began to think of my most recent work experience in an extremely active haunted old hotel. While there were so many ridiculous and endless happenings during my nearly two years there my message is not about the spooks that occurred, but rather about the experience of being immersed in an incredibly toxic environment. It is about ignoring the intuitions about people, places and things and how nothing good comes from that in the end. Sometimes the living people in our lives can be the scariest ones of all.
Imagine if you will trying to remain positive in an environment that is both supernaturally charged coupled with extreme toxicity among employees coupled with the crazy energies of guests. I should add that while I will talk about happenings at this location in the future I will not name the location as I do not want to kick a hornets nest and be attacked by anyone related to this place. I will say that it was policy for employees of this location not to talk about ghosts, or supernatural experiences that occurred to you while working there. The real scary part of this place was the living people. I much preferred the company of most of the unliving there. I did say most because not every soul that dwelled within was nice to deal with.
I wonder sometimes if the energies of the beings that dwelled there, and I mean the not so good ones, I wonder if they had anything to do with the very bizarre behaviors of employees as well as tension between them. I have never seen a group of people work so hard against one another in my life. I’m big on teamwork as a whole, I believe it is the biggest part of the recipe for success within companies and teams. To see the exact opposite is really unfortunate especially when it mostly seemed to be brought on by people’s paranoia of what they thought other people were thinking or doing. In reality so much opportunity was missed for this to be an amazing work place and an amazing team. These people could have worked so wonderfully and beautifully together and it was a real shame to see that knowing on an intuitive level what great qualities they had to offer one another.
I feel like an important lesson that people can learn from this is that you make not only your life harder, but others as well when you choose not to work together. This applies to many areas of life, not just work, but I want to add that we spend so much of our lives at our workplace that it should be a happy and decent home away from home. It is a place you are likely to spend more time than your actual home and those people you work with should be a second family and no I don’t expect people to overlook things that are terrible like an abusive personality, etc. I do wish for people to look for a good quality in someone. I used to find something nice to focus on even if all I could grapple at that day was, I like your shoes.
I want to say it is hard for anyone in a work environment that is on the toxic side, it is extremely hard for those with heightened intuition. I unfortunately can get an impression of what someone is really thinking and it isn’t great when you can’t be upset about something that hasn’t been openly expressed. It is also a problem when you can tell that someone’s face is saying something different than the words out of their mouths and even more so they’re thinking something else as well. Talk about contradiction, it’s super hard to trust and respect someone you know isn’t being at all honest with you.
I spent many months continuing to work here regardless of my intuition screaming at me it isn’t going to get better. I ultimately paid for that decision with severe depression and frustration, along with getting completely sidetracked from things that matter or I was needing to be doing. I ended up working so much overtime and spending so much time there I wasn’t able to have any sort of balance. I gave up so many projects and things I loved. I finally broke one day and I left behind this environment realizing and finally listening to the endless signs and nudges from my spirit guides. Yes, I did in fact argue with them saying ,but I need the money, I need to work. Only to be met with a quick response of you do not have to work here. It was true, this place had a purpose as far as being a part of my journey in learning and directing me to do other things. I had gotten all of the positive that was going to come from this place and it was time to move on. I also had many incredible spirit related experience that help me regain confidence and comfort in my abilities. I am eternally grateful to the gentle souls I encountered and was blessed to interact with there. Special shout out to Adaline in room 403.
I even have a little piece of the place thriving upon my kitchen counter. I hope you tune-in later to hear the story of Frank the haunted cookie jar. I brought him home to live with me after causing way too much commotion at my workplace. He was given to me and I was told I could not bring him back like the previous recipient had after only one night. I laughed because I knew I was the right person to handle this situation. I also knew Frank would be staying as a permanent fixture in my home. Frank is family now.
Confessions of a Haunting Freak 