by R. H. Stavis
Wraiths appear during night terrors. Many people report that when they’re having a night terror, feeling trapped in their own bodies, sometimes unable to breathe, they see black figures near them. They’re lost between sleep and wakefulness, and witness a person across the room, watching or quietly approaching them. Or, they may feel something on their chest, like they’re being pinned down. That’s a Wraith, and it’s causing a weak paralysis within the body. Wraiths never want to be hidden, and when they show themselves, they do so when you’re at your most helpless.
I’m sometimes asked whether having a night terror automatically means you have a Wraith. It does not. Entities may visit you in the night and cause you to stop breathing or moving, but that doesn’t indicate they’ve attached to you. Oftentimes people with heightened psychic awareness will have night terrors, but again, that doesn’t necessarily signify that a Wraith—or any other entity—is feeding off them. The first reason may be because that person is sleeping next to someone who has the attachment, and they’re sensitive to their energy. The second reason may simply be because entities are curious about highly psychic people. I really don’t know why, but they’re just drawn to them.
I have nighttime visitations all the time, and one of the most terrifying involved a Wraith. A few years ago, my then boyfriend and I were sound asleep. At around 4 A.M. I suddenly woke up. As my eyes shot open, I saw my boyfriend on his side, facing me, oblivious to whatever it was that had jolted me awake. For a split second I was totally confused, until I looked past him and witnessed a huge, skeletal arm and leg extend over his body. Whatever I was seeing was thin and gangly—almost spiderlike—and it was moving so slowly that I was sure it was trying to avoid my notice. I knew what it was, though. It was a female Wraith, and as her face rose up, I noticed her dark, sunken features, and her hollow, haunted eyes. She looked at me, suddenly aware that I’d seen her, and paused for a moment. She doesn’t want to hurt him, I realized. She just wants to show herself to me. Sure enough, seconds later, she backed down just as slowly as she’d come, and I fell back into a restless sleep.
Getting visitations like this is very common for me. Entities are extremely curious about me, and they’ve tried to attach to me many times but can’t. I don’t allow it, of course. So instead they do what they can do: watch, attempt attachments, or simply reveal themselves. Whether they’re showing off because of ego or curiosity, I can’t say.
When Wraiths do attach, they wreak havoc. They hook themselves into a person at the base of the brain, at the front of the brain, or deep into the belly region, or core. The attachment is deep, and I always find them much more exhausting to remove than Clives. Unlike Clives, a person can only have one Wraith at a time because the entity doesn’t want to compete with anything like itself. A person might have a different kind of entity with a Wraith—like a Clive, which is amplifying the symptoms the Wraith creates—but they’ll never have two Wraiths.
Female Wraiths often lie in bed with the men they’ve attached to and then control them during sexual encounters. No, I don’t know this because I’ve slept with these guys (not for their lack of trying, though! I’m just kidding). Instead, Spirit revealed to me what was happening in the bedrooms of some of my male clients, and I’ve confirmed it with them. They’ve agreed that they often felt something dark and heavy with them during intimate situations, and they’ve suddenly become angry or felt violent because of it.
That’s why Wraiths have caused a lot of my male clients to become out-and-out hostile toward women they sleep with. They turn angry and chauvinistic, and then blame these women for the negative things in their lives after they’ve kicked them out of bed.
While female Wraiths are insidious and sneaky, male Wraiths are in-your-face and dominant, so the feelings they amplify are very different. Most women with Wraiths shy away from relationships, are frightened of sex, or feel a lot of shame about their sexual encounters.
That was the case with a client I saw a few years ago. Suzanne was a successful real estate attorney making good money and a name for herself in a competitive business. Suzanne was also deeply miserable. She’d grown up in the foster care system, bouncing from home to home, and in more than one of them, she’d been molested. She started having night terrors when she was a child and as an adult couldn’t sleep without lights on. She was wary of sex and having a real relationship with a man. She desperately wanted to be a mother, though, and she didn’t want to do it alone. She wanted her baby to have a father, yet she was terrified to find a partner.
When Suzanne came to see me, I could tell right away what was causing her fear. I talked to her, and she told me all about her troubled life. Then I asked her to lie down so I could begin her exorcism.
Since I could sense its incredibly dark energy, I knew the Wraith she had was going to be one of the most malignant I’d ever seen. So I pulled together some of my more potent blends and began to burn them one by one. Some of these are poisonous—the kind of stuff I never recommend people using at home—and they include vesta powder, blue lotus, wolfsbane, and sulfur. The energy these produce is powerful; it basically body-slams entities as it tries to banish them from my Spirit Room.
Unfortunately, even as the noxious fumes from the smoke wrapped around it, the Wraith didn’t want to go. He pulled himself up to his full height, which was about as big as two decent-size men, and he lifted his bald head. His eyes were sunken, with hollow, empty sockets, and his cheeks were fleshless and caved-in, but he stared at me, refusing to look away. Then he opened his mouth and let out a silent hiss.
I didn’t turn away. I never do. Even though what I was gazing at was making adrenaline pulse through me, I wasn’t frightened. I can’t be; if I let my frequency dip even the slightest bit during an exorcism, I’ll weaken my position. When that twelve-foot-tall Wraith bent his arm and extended his bony fingers toward me, I refused to flinch, and I started circling my client to let the energy flow around her.
“Oh, my God,” Suzanne said suddenly. “I feel like I’m on fire.”
I peered down at her body and saw the blockages shifting inside her, starting to dissipate. This is working, I thought. She’s sensing the negative energy changing. This kind of sharp, sudden discomfort happens with lots of my clients whose exorcisms require a bit more energy. They might sweat profusely, or they may clasp at their necks, unable to breathe. I looked toward Suzanne’s face, and she did just that, opening her mouth and screaming silently. Then she gasped as she suddenly found her breath.
Most Wraith exorcisms take an hour or so. Suzanne’s extended over a few hours, and like most of my particularly difficult exorcisms, I had to end it by blending herbs that would put positive energy back into the room. I burned what I call angelic substances (because they’re so light and high frequency), and Suzanne lay silently, smelling frankincense as it floated through the room.
“You can get up now,” I said.
Suzanne sat up and wiped her sweat-soaked hair away from her face. “I feel different now,” she said. “I feel like a weight is gone.” Then she wrapped one arm around her waist and jumped out of the bed, running to the bathroom as she muttered, “Oh, God . . . I’m going to be sick.”
After Suzanne came out of the bathroom, pulled herself together, and said goodbye to me, I didn’t hear from her for about six months. But when she finally called me, she had great news to share.
“I’m engaged, Rachel,” she said. “And he wants kids as much as I do.”
I feel certain that someday she’ll get the family she always deserved.
Because of how painful and profound sexual trauma can be, a lot of Wraiths remain attached to a person for years and years, as was the case with Suzanne. Recently I had one client who’d had a Wraith with her for more than forty years! She’d been molested as a child, and her trauma was so deep that looking into her body almost made me cry. Like I said before, though, I can’t let my emotions get the best of me during an exorcism. If I do, I let my guard down, so i
n this case I became very maternal and nurturing. As I looked at my client’s darkness and pain, left to rot for forty years, I shifted into what I’d call a high-frequency sadness, and I touched her gently.
It’s going to be okay, I thought. She’s going to be better when this is over.
I was able to remove her Wraith, and I’m so grateful I could help her.
It’s often very uncomfortable for people to acknowledge and discuss the fact that they have a Wraith because sexual trauma is such a deep, personal issue. It hits at the very core of who you are. I’ve found this is most true with men because culturally, they’re assumed to be sexually strong—and never victims. When something dreadful has happened to them, like a childhood molestation, talking about it makes them feel weak. That’s not necessarily the fault of men—or even part of their nature. It’s just the havoc a Wraith causes.
That said, most people with Wraiths are aware that they’re carrying around a lot of negativity. They don’t deny it, though they may justify it by blaming others. But when I sit down with them in my Spirit Room before an exorcism, work with their Spirit Guides to uncover their issues, then hit them with the fact that they’re so miserable because of an entity, most of them are relieved. They wonder why relationships have been so awful, sex has been so twisted or tense for them, and sleep has been so fraught with night terrors. Lots of my clients have been in and out of terrible relationships, afraid of getting too close to someone for fear that they’ll be hurt. When they find out that the thing that’s causing their issues can be removed, they’re thrilled because they can finally see the path toward a solution.
Other times, people are reluctant to let go of their Wraiths because, unconsciously, they feel like they’re being protected. If you’ve had a terrible sexual trauma—your partner raped you, or you were repeatedly molested by a family member—you may be too fearful to get into a relationship, thinking, I never want to get hurt like that again.
If I sense that kind of hesitation, I always point this out to my clients. I explain to them that it is not their rational, connected-to-Spirit side making them think this. That’s a Wraith, holding them back from giving themselves to someone else. It’s not there to protect them. It’s there to stifle them and keep them from connecting with love.
But when their Wraith is gone, most people—especially men—report that they start having the best sex of their lives. The Wraith won’t come back to them, either. Another Wraith may eventually attach for one reason or another, but once the original Wraith is gone, that’s it.
Wraiths are unique among all other entities because you can inherit them. It’s incredibly uncommon—and in all my years as an exorcist I’ve only seen it a handful of times—but if a person has a deep-rooted sexual trauma or dysfunction somewhere in their lineage, a Wraith might attach to them in the womb.
Such was the case with my clients Jen and Sylvia Soska. Jen and Sylvia are identical twins who also direct and produce films under their company, Twisted Twins Productions. We met a few years ago, when Jen and Sylvia came on board to direct a movie for which I had written the screenplay.
Jen and Sylvia were raised Catholic; in fact they were the first female altar girls in western Canada, serving under a priest who happened to be an exorcist. Unsurprisingly, they immediately took an interest in my work. Not just an interest, actually; they wanted to book an exorcism right away. Like a lot of my clients, they looked back at years of their lives and realized they’d always had a dark cloud over them. They couldn’t get out from under it and couldn’t move ahead as much or as fast as they wanted to, and when they met me, something clicked for them.
But here’s what was really interesting: they asked to have their exorcism together. To anyone that knows them, this shouldn’t be surprising. They’re together so often they might as well be one body with two heads. But they also asked because they felt such eerily similar things to each other that they knew they must share whatever trauma they’d endured.
Now, I never take two clients at the same time, but I could tell right away that Jen and Sylvia were a special case. I saw that they shared a Wraith, which they’d inherited while they were in the womb together, and there was no way I could remove it from them one at a time.
I’ll let them talk about the experience—and our relationship—in their own words:
SYLVIA: The thing about Rachel is that she knows everything about you as soon as she looks at you. Sometimes, it’s as if she’s looking through you. When I first met her, all I could think was “Okay, cool, we like each other. We like the movie we’ll be working on together . . . Is there something attached to me?!?!”
JEN: I’ve had a pretty dark, fucked-up life, and Rachel figured that out right away. While we were sitting across from each other for the first time, she kept looking over our heads. The thought running through my head was, Fuck. I’ve got to find out what she’s looking at.
SYLVIA: Finally, Jen and I just asked her. Rachel responded, “Yes, you’ve got something attached to you. To both of you, actually, but don’t worry about it because whatever you have has been there for a while.” I know she said that to reassure us that we weren’t facing imminent death, but at the time, I was thinking, Sorry, but that’s not so comforting!
Jen and I set up an appointment for an exorcism together because, for the very first time, Spirit had told Rachel that she could exorcise two people together. This made total sense to me because Jen and I are so attached. If you ever see one of us alone, something odd has happened because we are always, always together.
JEN: When we went into Rachel’s Spirit Room, she looked at me and said, “You have an entity because of this, but we don’t need to talk about it.” I said, “We can . . .” and then Rachel revealed our big, ugly family secret. I was shocked.
SYLVIA: It wasn’t even a guess. She just flat-out told us exactly what it was. Turns out Jennifer and I had a Lineage Wraith on us because of this nasty family trauma, and we carried it on behalf of everyone we’re related to. It explained why suicide and depression runs in our family.
JEN: When I was young, I had an experience with sleep paralysis that was horrible. Most people endure those things at night, but I had one in the middle of the day. I don’t even think I was asleep—just all of a sudden, I couldn’t move. I tried to look around, but I couldn’t. Something was right over me, and when I tried to shift or scream in my head, I wasn’t able to. I felt this pressure of something on top of me, and being a good Catholic girl, I was pleading, “Oh, Jesus, God, please help me. What is happening to me?” I thought I was getting abducted by fucking aliens or something. Syl has experienced sleep paralysis her entire life—and night terrors.
SYLVIA: Rachel exorcised us both, and it took maybe an hour and a half.
JEN: When we’d talked beforehand, Rachel had told us, “After you’ve done this, the way you feel now, you will never feel this way again.” And until she lifted those entities off of us, I didn’t even realize what she meant. I had two entities: a Clive connected to my stomach and the Wraith connected to my head.
It explained so much. Ever since I was a little girl, I’d had these horrible, debilitating migraines. I got visual auras that caused me temporary, partial blindness. Since the exorcism, I haven’t had a migraine. I haven’t even had a headache. It’s like all of that was just taken away.
SYLVIA: My Clive was on my throat. What’s so interesting was that I always felt so muted before my exorcism, and now I can’t stop myself from talking.
The Soskas and I are now great friends and still work together, and their exorcism remains one of the most interesting I’ve ever done. Working on two people at once isn’t just highly unusual; it’s tricky. I couldn’t treat them like one person with one entity, touching only one of them, and then, poof! Entity gone. Instead, I had to put them on the bed together, side by side, and work on them individually. I needed to touch them and manipulate their energy separately, moving from one to the other, and that doubled the time
it took to cleanse them.
It was worth it, though, because Lineage Wraiths are nothing to mess with. They’ve passed from family member to family member over the course of many years, attaching to the next person through the mother in utero, and there’s no way to get rid of them without an exorcism.
TRICKSTERS
Tricksters are pretty much exactly as they sound: When they attach to you, they start playing little tricks and messing with your head.
Tricksters are high up on the entity food chain because they’re much more intelligent than Clives or Wraiths. When they attach to a person, they make them feel safe, essentially fooling them into believing that they’re not taking away from them, but instead adding to their life in some fundamental way. Think of it like this: Tricksters are like vampires. You’re drawn to them because they’re so sexy and alluring. They may be a little mysterious, making you feel like you’re now part of a secret club you never dreamed you’d be invited to join. Now that you’re in, you’re protected. But here’s the rub—the entity that offered the invitation is focused on one thing and one thing only: sucking the life out of you.
Because Tricksters want a positive and symbiotic relationship with their host, they generally take whatever form will make that person feel comfortable and safe. If a Trickster attaches to you when you’re a child, chances are they’ll show up as an imaginary friend. Unlike most imaginary friends, though, this one sticks around well into adulthood.
Surprised that some adults still have imaginary friends? Don’t be. It’s more common than you think. People see them in their minds or right in front of them, and they may actually speak to them. When most people grow into adults they no longer discuss these things openly, but it doesn’t mean their little buddies have stopped existing. Quite the opposite; oftentimes a person will even describe that imaginary friend growing along with them.