Priests and Rituals for Exorcism

I still remember the chill in the air of that historic Capitol Hill brownstone. It was a late November evening, and the family living there was absolutely desperate. They had tried everything: burning sage, scattering salt, and hiring expensive secular investigators who only succeeded in making the shadows in the hallways more aggressive. I stood […]

I spent three weeks pretending the cold spots in my Arlington basement were just drafts from the old windows. I even bought a heavy area rug, thinking if I made the space look cozy, the oppressive weight hanging in the air would just evaporate. It didn’t. In fact, things got much worse when my youngest […]

I sat in that drafty Alexandria basement three years ago, clutching a bottle of holy water I’d bought online and feeling completely out of my depth. I honestly thought my good intentions and a few loud prayers would be enough to clear out the heavy, oppressive air that had settled into the floorboards of that […]

I stood in my kitchen in Alexandria, the air so cold I could see my breath even though the thermostat was set to 72 degrees. That was the third time that night the kitchen lights had flickered in a rhythmic, intentional pattern. I’d spent months convincing myself that the heavy, oily dread I felt every […]

The air in that Roanoke basement was so thick you could have cut it with a butter knife. I remember clutching the Roman Ritual so hard my knuckles were white, thinking I was just there to turn the pages for the senior priest. I was a novice, a bit overconfident, and totally unprepared for how […]

The smell of sulfur shouldn’t have been there, not in a renovated basement in Alexandria during a humid July. I sat in my cold townhouse, clutching a rosary I hadn’t used in years, watching the shadows in the corner dance in a way that felt heavy and deliberate. I had tried everything the internet suggested—burning […]

I was standing in the middle of my kitchen on Capitol Hill, clutching a small plastic bottle and feeling like a total fraud. The air was so thick you could almost chew it, and despite my frantic prayers, that sense of being watched from the hallway wouldn’t budge. I made the classic rookie mistake: I […]

I still remember the night I realized my cozy Arlington townhouse wasn’t just “creaky.” It was cold. Not “turn up the thermostat” cold, but a bone-deep chill that made my hair stand on end even in mid-July. I spent weeks trying to ignore the heavy atmosphere. I even wasted a small fortune on high-end sage […]

I’ll never forget that cold Tuesday night in Alexandria. I was sitting in a drafty living room with a group of well-meaning folks from a local prayer circle, all of us trying to help a friend who felt a heavy, dark presence in his home. We were loud, we were zealous, and we were completely […]