Spider encounter

Well, I have a similar story of my body acting seemingly on its own (but not really to protect itself!)--and from just a couple of weeks ago. 

I was watching a pre-made country-gravy packet boiling in the pot and wondered vaguely about the possibility of hypnotizing myself to not feel the heat of the boiling water so that I could pull the packet out with my bare hand.

As soon as I thought about making my hand "cold," my arm reached out and grabbed the packet!  I didn't consciously reach for it; my body just decided to do it and it didn't hurt at all!

It's the reverse of what you're talking about, I think.  In your case, your etheric protected your physical.  In my case, my physical body just did something that my mind wasn't sure that it could do.

Hey, PhiConcept. I agree with Dreamosis that your etheric was protecting your physical.

The house I grew up in got a good amount of visitation from entities (I call them this because I don't know what else to call them). They always appeared to me more frequently than anyone else, though at least two of my relatives could feel, if not see, them.

Just before I moved out west, I was deeply asleep in my room, with my back to the window. Suddenly I was awakened by my body flipping 180 degrees around--of its own accord--to face the window. I opened my eyes, fully awake, to see two grey, hooded figures standing in front of the window. They'd been bugging me for years, and this was as much as I was going to take. I yelled at them to either tell me what they wanted or get lost, and they went away.

I know something--maybe my etheric--woke me up that night to confront those things, the same as yours was fighting off spiders for you.

Cheers

Mencius, just gotta say a couple things about that post...

I live in Seattle, so I think I should chime in on this to clarify for others who don't live up here.  This area of the country does have a lot of weird energies, however after living here for a little while you start to get pretty sensitive to various energetic pockets and their intensity/orientation.  With that in mind, from my experience can be a very bad vibe town, and a very good vibe town, depending entirely on which specific part you happen to be in.  And this has nothing to do with traditional 3D "bad part of town" criteria whatsoever; I know some bad vibe areas that look beautiful on the surface, and some good vibe areas deep in the dirty industrial sector.  So to really get the best out of this place, it takes a bit of time and exploration.

As for the spider encounter itself...

... bad move, IMO.  The spider made you aware of its presence (it didn't bite you, right?  You found it before anything happened.  That's not just your doing, but also the spider's).  In all probability, it didn't want to be in your tent any more than you wanted it there.  It may have just been getting your attention so you could help it get back outside.

But not only did you kill it, you did it with torture.

Maybe people aren't used to hearing someone defending spiders, but they're one of my totem animals, something I only discovered many years after I'd already realized I had a subconscious affinity for them.  And over time I've come to a pretty good understanding with them.

Within the nonvertebrate kingdom, spiders are incredibly creative and intelligent, and even in close encounters they generally don't mean any harm; they might even be asking for help.  I've had spiders show up right near me all of a sudden, and sit there.  Then I'd go get a piece of tissue, and "send" them visualizations of me taking them outside, to tell them that I mean them no harm but this isn't the place for them inside, and that they'd be more likely to find more food out in the yard anyway.  On several occasions upon doing this, the spider would walk voluntarily onto the tissue, and hang on and not try to escape at all as I brought it safely outside.

Please don't torture living creatures.

kinsei,

I realize i sound more aloof to this than i sound. It was actually a very hard thing for me to realize what I had done.

The encounter with the spider sent off a large reaction of fear through me. I was undergoing a lot of very dark experiences, in a process of letting some very icky things come out of my depths. It was the only time in my life when I was contemplative of suicide while not in any sort of emotional shock.

That I was reading the creepy book about alien abductions didn't help.

I make no excuse, when I saw that spider my only reaction was fear. I stared at it silently for a moment to contemplate my move. It was a huge fucker, as big as a child's hand. As I turned to leave the tent I lost all computer and frantically clawed my way out.

The next day when my friend and I caught it in a mason jar is was my unthinking reaction to just close it up and toss it in the recycle bin. I honestly didn't even think about it. When I realized what I had done, a few hours later, it was too late and the spider was shriveled to half its size.

I felt really bad about it at first, but not so much when I later learned what hobo spiders are capable of. Really bad bites that leave an infection that's very painful and difficult to get rid of. They do tend to only be defensive, though. So maybe I should be easier on them.

I generally am pretty cool with spiders, though part of it is because years ago I ritualistically murdered four spiders according to the four elements. I figured this would somehow show off to them that I'm tougher, so don't f*ck with me!

Sure, I'm tougher, but I'm still afraid.