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.