What do you think about ghosts? Millions of people claim to have seen
them. Stories about them haunting the
living have been told since man could communicate. They seem to be part of our
existence but what do we really know about them?
Lately I have been watching the ghost hunter type TV shows
you find all over the cable TV channels.
Most shows fall under the description of ridiculous with little happening
and nothing found. A great deal of the show time is spent watching the cast
preform the same ritual of setting up their equipment to spend a few hours marching
around talking to the walls of so called haunted places or sitting in the dark
asking questions to an endless stream of nonexistent ghosts. Rarely do the ghost hunters find anything
that could be considered paranormal. After the cast conducts a fly by night
investigation they pack up all the fancy gear and that is the end of the show. I would think at least a few different visits would
be needed before any conclusions could be made by any investigation of any area
that has been known to have paranormal activity. I also wonder why a daytime
investigation is not done along with the short night investigations? How can
anything be determined without a full complete research of the area conducted
over at least a few full 24 hour day visits? Clearly this will not be the road
to finding answers about that which haunts the living.
There are good ghost
hunter investor gators out there however
they are busy doing full credible
investigations leaving little time to
spit out weekly TV spoofs about unknowns we really should understand. I take my
hat off to all those who truly want to find answers to so many unknown
questions and simply laugh and shake my head at all the fools throwing out
nonsense for a fast buck leaving us lost to what it is that so many people
experience under the title haunted or ghostly.
I know I have seen things I could not explain or understand and wish I
could find some answers.
Many of us have had ghostly events happen to us when we
think we see a strange image of a person that is no longer living flesh and
blood or a shadow figure moving across a room that we could not explain. Others
have had visits from loved ones who have passed or watched as a ghostly form
crossed their path that did not belong there. These odd events happen all the
time. I just wish we knew exactly what it is that we are witnessing.
There have been
harmless ghosts reported as well as frightening ghosts. We have reported clear visible
images of people seen as well as mist
like clouds or strange orbs of light all reported by people from the beginning of mankind.
Ghosts have been here with us from the start- this we cannot deny. The question is what exactly are we dealing
with?
The main thinking and one I agree with is that some ghosts
are the soul or energy of what was once a living breathing human. It is hard to disagree with this if you have
ever seen a ghostly image of someone you knew and loved come to you in its
spirit or ghostly form. I do not doubt
for a moment that what we see has to do with the energy that was once the
engine of a living person now located in a new form or dimension since the
human body that once housed them has died.
I am sure there are many people who would argue with me that this is
simply ridiculous and once you die that is it.
I am entitled to my opinion and giving this a great deal of thought really
think that the energy that gave us life does not die once our human body ceases
to exist. I do not know exactly the why
or where or how of this but do think that energy continues on. Still the entire concept of ghosts and
haunting remains a complete mystery to me.
I have been running in circles with my thinking on this
issue and never seem to find a place to land that is comfortable or fully
logical. I keep falling over the same questions and confusion that keeps me
wondering what really goes on and why is it as a species we cannot get a true
handle on it and instead leave it as a mystery we dare not truly want to solve.
Although I believe our souls can visit those that we leave behind I cannot explain sightings of
mists of cloud like material or shadow people or evil entities or orbs along
with many other things I have not listed. All of them fall under the heading of
haunted or ghostly however I have no idea what we are dealing with.
I am sure we are dealing with multiple subjects all shoved
into one category. We tend to do that in
the paranormal. We may have our dead coming to visit while shadow figures and
orbs may be dimensional or time beings blinking in and out of our time and
space. I think there are many reasons for the things we see that seem to cross
our paths as we walk through our space and time. It seems other forms of life
or existence are also busy doing their thing however sometimes we cross roads.
I am not sure they are crossing over to ours or we to theirs. I only know it seems to happen. My guess is
that they are the ones with the upper hand and all of these things enter and
leave at will our time and space, but truly at this point in time we really do
not know.
I often wonder if the events where humans encounter what
appears to be a ghostly form is as frightening to the ghostly form as it is to
us? I have to wonder if the energy that
we see is busy living another existence somewhere else and abruptly comes face
to face with one of us standing in there world in their space? Do we terrify
and confuse the spirit who may not be aware they are no longer alive and think
they are simply busy living as they once did?
Do we shock and confuse them as they do us? It does seem some of them
try to communicate with us during these encounters. I just wish we knew if this
slip over to where they are from where we are is as confusing and strange for
them as it is for us?
There are other ghostly events that seem to be planned
visits from those who have passed on from wherever they may have passed on to. Are all souls able to return to the living if
they feel the need or is that only possible for those who need to close the
doors with us here alive on earth before they can continue along the existence
that they now occupy? Why it is that something that should be a
natural part of being is so difficult for us to understand? I wish like all things that we do not
understand that happens as we walk along the road of life that this subject had
more answers and less questions.
Maybe one day we will know the facts of these things. For
now I can only continue to wonder and hope we will find our path along the road
of being so we can understand the meaning and ways of all these strange things
we just do not yet understand. For now I can only continue to be one who
watches the world around me and continues to look for answers to all of these
things.
I wish you all a Happy Halloween and hope only candy seeking
ghosts and goblin’s come knocking at your door!
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I
am going to tell you a story that I have been told is true. Since I did
not experience it firsthand I am only able to repeat to you what was
told to me.
This
event took place in the mid 60's in a small town along the Long Island
coast. This little town sits along the coast of a River . The town
looks like many small New England towns you may find along the Coast of
the Eastern seaboard t of the United States.
Many of the houses and buildings in this little town date back to the 1600's. It is a old area full of lots of history.
One
of the houses , an old mansion built around the 1750s, remained a
few hundred yards behind a little church that was built around the same
time.
The
church has an old graveyard filled with broken headstones and fallen
grave markers next to it . The church , graveyard and old house have
stood together in this old town for as long as anyone can remember.
Everyone
this little town believed the house to be haunted and the graveyard
known to have a ghost or two wandering its grounds supposedly seen by
many in town.
The little church is still used .In fact it has been the Sunday place of worship for as far back as anyone can remember.
The
church was renovated inside in the mid 1960s. That was the time a new
young pastor took over the congregation. He was determined to build
the church back to being strong and beautiful. Along with the
renovation of the old church a lovely little cottage was build on the
grounds for the pastor to live in.
The
old house behind the church was commonly known in the little town as
being haunted and dangerous.. Everyone in town knew to stay far away
from that house . The only ones who went near it were the people
hired to be caretakers of the property.
Now
and then you would hear a story floating around town that someone in
town heard screams or saw strange people looking out of the windows of
the old mansion. There were stories that once a very crazy doctor and
his witch like wife lived there . Town legend claims the couple
practiced monstrous experiments on both animals and humans killing and
burying the dead on the mansions property. Claims of seeing both ghostly
figures of people and animals wandering the place have been passed for
as long as anyone can remember.
. My interest in this old mansion and the church nearby came by way of my cousin who lived in town at the time.
My
cousin was a few years older than I was . She was in her late teens at
the time of the incident. It was October about a week before Halloween
when the event happened.
My
cousin and her boyfriend were driving around town with a few other
friends when one of them brought up the old mansion and all the ghostly
tales that were told about it. They decided it would be fun to take a
closer look at the old house and the graveyard on a little ghost hunt of
their own.
Being
young and foolish it never occurred to them that this may be a very
dangerous even deadly thing to do . They soon found out that fun was
far from what they would encounter on this cool October night.
My
cousin, her boyfriend , two other girls and one other boy all were
packed into the ford mustang that belonged to my cousins boyfriend.
Slowly and silently they entered the dirt drive way of the old mansion
that drove along the side of the old graveyard. They parked the car at
the back corner of the graveyard so they were in between the house and
the graveyard.
The
group got out of the car and made their way in to the graveyard to see
if they could find a ghost and have a giggle. The five teens walked
along under the moonlight reading the old grave markers while the wind
blew the fall leaves about their feet. It was a typical fall night in
the northeast and perfect for hunting ghosts.
As
they walked along the rows of old gravestones the five teens began to
feel uncomfortable and a bit frightened. The two girls in the group
started to hear noises behind them as they walked along the grave
markers.. The one girl insisted she could hear someone or something
following them.
The
group started to feel very uncomfortable walking among the dead and
decided it may be more fun to venture on to the Mansion to have a look
around.
The five teens had no idea what a dangerous decision this would prove to be.
They
walked towards the old mansion . They were giggling and acting silly
as they continued their ghost hunt. As they approached the old house
one of the girls noticed something in the window on the second floor
in the front of the house. She stopped dead in her tracks hushing the
others to look at the window.
The five kids stood there watching the dark house when my cousins boyfriend whispered : "Did you all just see that?"
He too saw something or someone standing at a window on the second floor. The group stood still watching.
The
other boy with them suddenly yelled out "BOO" which sent the other
four kids jumping clear off the ground. The group laughed and continued
walking around to look at the side and back of the strange old house.
As
they made their way to the back side of the mansion they noticed a
broken down shed in the back corner of the yard of the house. The group
of five walked towards it to see what the little building was used for.
The shed was a small duplicate of the large main house. The teens
thought it may be a elaborate playhouse and wanted to take a closer
look.
The
small building was about the size of a old fashion double garage.
Bigger than a single garage of today but not as big as a modern double
garage. The little house was exactly like the big one including a open
front porch . The teenagers wandered onto the porch and tried to look in
the windows. The windows were so dirty and the night dark making it
impossible to see inside.
One of them twisted the front doorknob and to the shock of all the door flew open as if someone pulled it from the other side.
The
teens stood there looking at each other. They decided to just take a
peek in to see what was inside. The five of them walked in to find a
large open room filled with walls lined with shelves . In the middle of
the rooms was a large table .
The
place was filled with cob webs and dirt. The group walked around
looking at the shelves which were lined with bottles of different sizes.
The
group was silent as they carefully looked around. Finally one of the
girls picked up a bottle and held it to the moon light coming through
the dirty window. She yelped in disgust and tossed the bottle back on to
the shelf.
The
bottle had what appeared to be a dead animal floating in it. The group
of teens began to look more carefully at the bottles lining the
shelves. To their revulsion they all had what looked to be some type of
fetus or partial piece of some kind of living creature. The group was
stunned and quickly became frightened .
They
decided it was time to leave and quickly ran back out into the yard to
make their way back to the car. The five teens could not contain their
fear and started to run towards the front of the old house towards the
waiting Mustang.
That is when it happened.
The two girls and other boy were ahead of my cousin and her boyfriend. They were running full speed towards the car.
As
the group ran across the yard my cousin slipped on the fallen leaves
and fell hard to the ground. Her boyfriend stopped running to help pull
her to her feet . The other teens kept running full speed towards the
car.
Quickly
my cousin and her boyfriend were alone on the side of the dark old
house. My cousins ankle was badly sprained and she could not walk much
less run. Her boyfriend lifted her to her feet and half carried half
dragged her along towards the front of the house to make way to the car.
Their
friends were long gone and they were alone. Without warning , without
any sense it was coming my cousin and her boyfriend were hit by a force
that sent them both flying in to the air.
The two were flown in the air landing about ten feet apart on their backs on the dark side yard of the house .
Before
either could react to what had just struck them my cousin started to
scream as she fought with the night and her invisible attacker. Her
boyfriend watched in horror as my cousin tried to fight off something
that he could not see.
He
ran to her side as she punched and fought with the air. He could not
believe his eyes. He tried to pull her up from the ground . Each time he
would reach down to pull her up he would be shoved back to the ground a
few feet away from her. He could see her face was bleeding as she
continued to scream and fight.
The
boyfriend made a few more attempts to help her to only be thrown in the
air away from her. My cousins face was covered with blood as were her
arms. He knew he needed help and started to run and scream for the
others to help him.
The
teens ahead heard the struggle and started back towards them when they
saw my cousins boyfriend being thrown through the air like a rag doll.
Thank fully one of the girls knew immediately that they needed help and
took off at a full run for the pastors cottage to get help and a phone.
The girl made it to the pastors cottage in seconds . She pounded on his door half yelling half crying for help.
The
young pastor was home and quickly opened the door stunned to find the
hysterical girl at his door. She was able to tell him her friends were
being attacked by something invisible at the old mansion and needed
help. The young pastor did not blink or think twice. He grabbed three
things, A bat, a large wooden cross and a bible.
The
girl and the pastor ran quickly back towards the old house. The scene
before them was terrifying . My cousin lay on the ground covered in
blood still fighting against her attacker. The other three teens were
trying to stop the attack to only be thrown all over the yard.
The
pastor began to yell as he prayed as he ran to the group of teens
fighting this evil invisible thing attacking them. The young pastor ran
to the side of my cousin and placed the cross on her chest. It was
thrown immediately into the air. The pastor yelled for the others to get
it. He placed it back on her body holding it firmly in place with all
his strength . He told the boys to help him and they all pressed the
cross to her body. The pastor started to pray holding his bible to his
heart. The beating stopped . The pastor was cautious as he pulled my
cousin to her feet.
For
a few seconds it seemed as it was over. The young pastor instructed
the group to run towards the church . The pastor and boyfriend were
dragging my cousin now badly beaten .
The group were nearly to the church yard edge when they all heard and felt it coming.
Behind
them they could feel the ground shake as thunderous pounding footsteps
charged from behind towards them. The pastor screamed for the group to
continue running towards the church.
The
corner of the old graveyard that belonged to the little church was
only a few yards ahead of them when the pounding earth coming at them
stopped. The three teens entered the church owned land first and kept
running towards the church at the commands of the young pastor.
The
pastor , my cousin and her boyfriend were right behind them. As they
all passed the line on to the church property they no longer felt their
attacker behind them. As the pastor and the boyfriend dragged my
cousin towards the church they heard it. From the yard of the old house
came a howl of rage so horrifying all five teens broke in to tears.
The
group made it to the church. The pastor brought all five teens in side
of the little church and prayed over them before doing anything else. He
then took them in to his little cottage where he called the police . My
cousin was taken by ambulance to the local hospital where she was
treated for her cuts and bruises and released.
The
police wrote this incident up as teenagers assaulting each other . The
hospital listed it as my cousin being in a fist fight. The young pastor
was laughed at and ridiculed for playing in to the fantasies of the
teens who let a haunted house trek get out of hand.
My
cousin , her boy friend and the other three teens along with the young
pastor all tell a different story. They tell of the night they came face
to face with evil , fought it and won.
I
believe my cousin of course . I know her to be a logical well balanced
adult who had lived a productive good life. I will tell you she stayed
in contact with that pastor her entire life.
That
haunted house was fenced off at the pastors insistence shortly after
this incident. The old house was finally taken down about 20 years ago.
It did continue up until that time being known as the haunted house
behind the church.
Who knows what evil lurks in dark places ? My cousin will tell you only that it does exist.
Happy Halloween
♥ Copyright © -2011-2012
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My
friend Beth is an incredible woman. She teaches in a local college, is a
yoga instructor has a husband, a bunch of kids and lives and runs a
small horse farm.
Beth
is a practical person. Although open minded she really has not had any
personal experiences with the paranormal. Beth was the last person on
earth I ever thought would call me for advice about a ghost.
Beth
told me she was having an on going situation at the house and on the
farm and wanted to know if I could drop by and visit with her. Beth has
been a good friend for many years and knows she is the last person to
think a creaky floor or flickering light was a ghost. I knew if she
brought it up at all that something odd must have been going on. I
decided to visit her right away to find out what was happening.
As
soon as I arrived at Beth’s farm she walked me to her house that sat on
top of a small hill in front of the farm. Behind the house were
paddocks, a big barn, with many different horses along with a pony, a
goat, dogs, cats and chickens- I think you get the idea. Beth and her
family love animals.
I went to sit down at Beth’s large kitchen table when she pulled me away and said, “No, come on it happens in my bathroom.”
We
walked down the long hall where Beth and her husband’s bedroom was the
last room in the house facing the farm. Inside her bedroom was a master
bathroom with a large window over looking the farm. We stood in the
bedroom facing the bathroom door. Beth pointed at the bathroom door and
said, “That’s where it happens, right at that door.”
Beth
then told me that two of her older children would sometimes use her
bathroom when trying to get ready to go out if other family members were
using the other bathrooms.
The
problem started about three weeks ago. Her oldest son was in her
bathroom taking a shower about 7pm. Standing in Beth’s room ironing his
shirt at the time was Beth’s other teenage son. All of a sudden a
violent pounding started on the bathroom door. It was a loud clear
knocking.
The
boy in the shower started to yell out to his brother in the parent’s
bedroom ironing, asking him what he wanted. At the same time the boy
ironing was yelling to his brother in the bathroom asking him why he was
banging on the door. The commotion stopped and both boys continued on
with what they were doing.
A few minutes
passed when the knocking started up again. This time the pounding was
loud and vibrated the entire room. Both boys thought it was the other
one doing it and both headed towards to door. The boy inside the
bathroom opened the door and started to yell at his brother. The brother
in the bedroom returned the screaming both insisting the other had been
the door banger. Both boys started to walk out of their parent’s
bedroom one behind the other when the door pounding started one last
time.
Both
boys stood silently looking at the other while the pounding shaking
door seemed to be knocking and shaking on its own. The boys bravely
flung open the door to look inside the bathroom. It was empty. They then
ran the water in the shower and sink and tried hard to repeat the
noise. Nothing happened. They searched inside and outside the house yet
found nothing that would cause the door to be pounded in the way that it
was. The two young men were confused and quickly reported the event to
the rest of the family.
A
few days passed when my friend was home in her kitchen with her oldest
son who was the boy who was in the shower during the first incident.
Suddenly they could hear hard loud knocking coming from the back of the
house. They followed the noise to the end of the house where the first
incident occurred. When they searched the house once again they found
nothing out of the ordinary.
The
loud knocking continued with an incident occurring every few days. The
family continued to search their property, check the pipes, and check
for construction problems to try to find the cause of this strange
happening. They came up empty handed.
This
is the point I enter the picture. Beth knew I was friendly with a
psychic who was sensitive yet rarely used her gifts as she was not
always able to receive information. Rather then disappoint people she
simply kept her abilities private. Beth wanted me to bring the psychic
to her small farm to see if she could sense anything odd going on.
I
told my psychic friend about the happenings at Beth’s house and asked
if she would like to take a ride over to the horse farm to see if she
had any feelings about the place. I was very surprised when my psychic
pal agreed right away to go. I didn’t know what to think of it, as I
never knew my psychic pal to be a horse lover or animal lover.
I
arranged to take my psychic friend to Beth’s horse farm during the
afternoon when most of the family was out. My psychic friend wanted to
visit the farm with as little commotion as possible around so she could
concentrate on the energy around the place.
While
driving to the horse farm my psychic friend warned me she most likely
would not be able to pick up anything at all. She did not want me or
Beth to be disappointed. She also told me that she was not use to being
around animals like the horses and did not know if she would be able to
pick up anything in this type of environment. I told her we did not have
our hopes up and just wanted her to take a quick tour of the farm.
We
arrived at Beth’s farm. I entered the long road that drove past the
house and back to the paddocks and open areas of the farm and barn.
My
psychic friend became silent. As we drove past the house she yelled for
me to stop. I jammed on the brakes and watched as she sat silently
looking at the house. She then told me to drive on. I drove past the
chickens, past the goat’s fenced area and on to the barn. Along side of
the barn was a large fenced in paddock with two horses in it. A pinto
and a big brown horse with a white stripe on its nose. Both horses stood
munching feed out of large feeding pails.
The
psychic yelled for me to stop. She startled me with her demand. Once
again I slammed on my brakes. She sat silently looking out her window.
She threw open the truck door before I could react and climbed up on the
paddock fence. The psychic beckoned to the large brown horse with an
arm gesture while softly calling for the horse to come to her.
I
sat without making a move watching as the large brown horse ran over to
my psychic friend. She pulled the head of the horse to her face and
started to pet and talk to the animal. They stood together for a few
minutes like that until the psychic told the horse to show her
something. The horse turned and trotted over to the opposite corner of
the paddock near the entrance of the barn. The psychic jumped back into
my truck and directed me to drive over as close as possible to where the
horse now stood.
The
psychic once again was out of the truck the moment I came to a stop and
was back standing with the horse. The psychic knelt near the horse and
ran her hands over the ground by the corner of the barn. This went on
for about five minutes. She then stood up and walked into the barn. I
got out of the truck and went into the barn after her. She waved for me
to stay away. I stopped and waited at the entrance watching as she
examined every stall and section of the big long barn.
When
she was done she marched towards me down the middle of the barn and
told me to get back into the truck. We drove around the farm for a few
minutes until she told me to return to the house but this time to park
in the back of it near the part of the house that had the door-banging
event.
We
sat silently. I knew not to speak or break her thoughts. When she was
ready she turned to me and said. “ There are people buried here. I think
they may have been Indians. They are tormenting the brown horse. They
are confused about this family being here and especially concerned about
two young men who live here.
I
did not know what to say. She went on and told me how the brown horse
was very unhappy and being tormented by spirits or lost souls who once
lived on this land and are confused about the horses. She told me that
they seem to be trying to take care of or protect the horses but instead
are making the horse miserable. The psychic turned to me and said, “
The horse wants help”.
She
continued by telling me that the farm had darkness about it due to the
fact the people who once were here were hanging around the land and not
moving on. She told me she thought they were Indians and we should
research the area.
The
psychic also told me she was sure that the banging on the back of the
house was from these lost souls or ghosts. She told me it was just a
warning to let the family know they were on the Indians land. She
thought the banging was being brought on by the families two tall strong
young sons who tended the horses. She thought that they somehow were a
threat to the lost souls still wandering the farm.
I
drove to the front of the house where Beth stood waiting for us. The
psychic repeated in detail all she told me about the farm to Beth. Beth
stood silently listening to every word the psychic told her.
Beth
told us both that indeed her farm was part of a large Indian settlement
at one time. She was not at all shocked at what the psychic reported
feeling.
The
psychic gave Beth a list of things to do to ease the situation before
it became more intense or increased. The psychic felt the horse needed a
rest from the torment of the lingering souls and suggested Beth get
right to what she thought should be done to calm the restless souls.
Beth
was to obtain a smudge stick, a cross, salt water, clean all dead
matter like old leaves from the barn and house area and talk to the
spirits while cleansing her land.
The
psychic knew of people in the area who may help with this cleansing and
agreed to arrange a meeting for Beth as to find out the correct method
of dealing with this situation.
I
did not see Beth for about two weeks after that meeting. Beth did meet
with those who gave her ideas on how to handle her seemingly haunted
Indian land.
Beth
did a few smudging cleanings of her land by using certain herbal smudge
sticks. She would burn the smoky stick while covering the borders of
her farm and all that stood in it. She would tell the spirits she was
there to care for the land and the horses and that the young men where
her sons. She also asked the spirits over and over to let go of the land
and move on to the light. Beth did this and more a few times over.
One
late afternoon I stopped over to visit Beth. She was glad to see me, as
she wanted someone with her when she did a cleaning and was planning to
do one just as I arrived.
It
was still light outside but turning quickly into dusk and I was anxious
to have Beth do what she had to do so we could leave the darkness of
the large open farm and head for the bright lights and warmth of her
house.
I
drove my truck over to the front of Beth’s barn. I met Beth in the barn
where she was lighting the smudge stick to smoke out the barn and clean
away all bad energy. She walked into each stall and every part of the
barn speaking clearly to the spirits that may be lingering. Beth was
strong and serious as she spoke to that which did not belong here at
this time. She told them to leave and move on. She promised it was her
time to take care of the land and horses and they needed to move on to
their own destiny.
I
watched without interrupting as Beth carried out her ritual as
instructed by those who knew how to sooth the souls of those who lived
there before.
Beth
finished and told me she had to run up to the house for a second. She
told me to wait for her in the barn, as she did not want to leave the
animals alone while the smell of the smudge sticks lingered in the area.
She told me to just stay around and keep my eyes open until she
returns.
I
was not comfortable at all alone in the barn. I walked over and got
back into my truck. Beth’s dog came crying at my door. I let the dog
jump in and sit with me in the truck. I backed up and faced the barn so I
could see both inside it and into the large paddock on the side of it.
Beth’s
dog began to whimper softly. I looked over at him and then to where he
was looking into the large paddock next to the barn. I caught the quick
movement of what looked like a large gray horse cross the field heading
at a full run for the back of the paddock. I started to panic as I
thought one of the horses was upset by the smell of the smudging and was
trying to get out and run away. I pointed my truck towards the paddock
and turned the lights into the field. I could see the pinto and the
brown horse as always but no other animals.
My
first thought was that the back gate was left open to the paddock
during Beth’s smudging ritual. I feared the large gray horse I saw run
across the field got out and was running away. I quickly drove my truck
along the side road that takes you to the back of the barn and other
paddocks on the farm.
The
dog and I drove quickly to the backside of the barn. The gates were all
closed. I got out of the truck with the dog sticking tightly to my
legs. I looked all over but did not see that gray horse anywhere on the
farm. I walked over to the back paddock and climbed up on a fence
overlooking the back of the farm. The dog was next to me and started to
bark a high-pitched strange bark cry type of thing.
That
is when I saw it. A figure following what looked like a gray-white haze
into the woods that lined the back of the farm. The figure looked to be
a man wearing a grayish white overalls or jumpsuit as it was all the
same color. The figure was walking at a fast pace and followed the
larger object into the woods.
The
dog barked and whimpered. I did not know what to do or think. I ran
back to the truck, the dog jumped over me into the passenger seat and
together we headed full speed towards the house.
I
started blowing the horn as I neared the house. Beth came running out. I
told her what I had just seen. I thought maybe her neighbors walked
their animals around her farm or cut across her land. Beth told me she
did not have any neighbors in the back of her land and it was all woods.
Beth got into the truck with her dog and we went back to show her where
we saw the figures walking in her back paddock.
I
would not get out of the truck. I showed my friend the spot. She was
confused as no one was ever any where near her farm. I then asked her
where she kept the gray horse as I thought he got away. My friend looked
at me like I had lost my mind. She told me she did not own a gray
horse. I started to feel a little sick inside.
I
did not know what I had seen. I felt sick and weak inside and wanted to
leave the farm. Beth tried to comfort me but I just wanted to leave and
quickly drove home.
The
next morning while sitting drinking my morning tea telling my family
about my adventure at Beth’s farm the phone rang. It was Beth. The
psychic had just stopped by to see Beth to ask her if we were aware the
spirits were gone? She told Beth she could see them leaving and knew
that they no longer were lingering around her farm. Beth told her of my
encounter with the figure and phantom ghost horse. The psychic just
laughed and said, “I know, she saw the last of them leave”. She then
told Beth that the great white spirit horse goes first into the light to
be followed by the last warrior.
I
have no idea about what happened at Beth’s farm. I know the brown horse
is happy now and bounds around the place like a young pony. I know the
dog runs around and never whimpers. I know all the knocking and banging
has ended in the house. I also know I saw with my own eyes a white ash
colored horse that did not exist, a gray haze and a ash colored figure
cross Beth’s land that day with my own eyes. It was not a
man. It walked with the haze through a fence into the woods without
losing a step, and it did it right in front of me.
I claim nothing more then the fact this happened. I watched whatever it was at Beth’s farm leave.
And I saw it with my own eyes!
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I
had the interesting experience of meeting, talking to and learning a
great deal from a very nice woman who happens to be a Pagan Witch.
This
woman is a articulate bright soft-spoken woman. She lives in the
southern part of the United States and her religious or spiritual life
is Pagan
I
know little or next to nothing about Paganism. I did know it was a
spiritual thinking of many in Europe before the spread of
Christianity. I also knew that there are people who still live a Pagan
lifestyle today.
Besides
that I knew Halloween is a time of celebration for the Pagans. I
decided it was time to find out what I could about this life style. By
chance I heard this woman talking to a group of people in a
internet chat forum .
I was impressed on how she handled the subject and was able to arrange to spend time talking to her one on one.
This
Pagan witch explained many things to me I never before understood.
The first area of my confusion was that Pagans are not always Wicca.
Pagans can join in covens, which are groups of 13 (13 being a magical
number) . This woman however does not belong to a group and practices
her beliefs as her life style only within her own family.
Paganism
goes back to the route of first religions before Christianity to the
time of the first Celts. Pagans have a spiritual connection to the
earth and universe .
They
spend a great deal of time concentrating as to keep a clear focus at
all times. The woman explained how she uses this belief system to try
to keep in balance with all nature, earth and the universe.
I
asked her for an example how this works in her daily life. She
explained to me that she meditates often as well as using visualization
to bring her to the balance and focus she needs to live a balanced
life.
She
explained to me that pagan witches, like her, use spells differently
than the general public thinks they do. She explained that as other
religious people pray to God for help or an answer - Pagans use spells
and rituals.
They
use these things as a focus or a way to pray to the ultimate power and
universe as their way to ask for help or answers. She explained that
using meditation and visualization along with spells and rituals is a
way for the Pagan to focus. This is how they work on the balance and
confidence needed to stay centered as well as a way to get rid of the
negativity we all pick up in daily living.
I asked her about white and black or good or bad witches. She told me most of that is myth and that magic has no real color.
She
explained that there are those who do use magic for bad or evil
purposes. She believes this to be very dangerous for that witch. She
explained :
“Those
who use magic for those reasons need to remember the laws of nature.
Whatever you send out does in fact come right back to you. If you send
out bad energy you get back bad energy. It is a fact that needs to be
considered by those who do these things. Get ready as whatever you send
out - WILL come back at you!”
She
told me magic is all intent and you do receive back the intent you
send out. I think that is a good piece of advice for everyone to
consider in today’s world. We all need to understand the way we treat,
act and the deeds we do to others, will show up again at our front door.
It best you consider this upon your next intention towards another. I
guess it all agrees with the old ‘do unto others’ ideology, or truth.
Pagans believe in mother earth or Gaia, as well as a moon goddess, sun god along with assorted others.
Pagans celebrate the seasons as well as their sabbats and festivals yearly.
This
woman has an alter in her home she keeps decorated with the seasons
festivities. Presently fall is represented with pumpkins and things
October and the Halloween or Samhain sabbat brings to mind.
October 31st is the Pagan time of Samhain. It is celebrated with barn fires and rituals such as the burning of the year’s negativity.
This
is when the Pagan lists all the negative things that filled their year
and take the list to the barn fire and burns it with the intent to
burn away and rid them of those negative things.
She
explained the different holidays her family celebrates and the dates
they take place. They are very similar to the times of year
Christians celebrate holidays.
This
Pagan witch explained that Paganism was here far longer than
Christianity. When the church developed they needed to win over the
people who were basically all Pagans at the time and did so by copying
the Pagan times of celebration as a way to make them feel comfortable in
the new founded Christianity.
Below find a list of Pagan celebrations:
Yule – Dec 21st
Samhain- Oct 31st Halloween
Imbolc-Jan 21st- Feb 2nd
Ostaro vernal equinox- March 21st
Beltane-May 1st
Litha-June 21st
Lughuassadh August 1st
Mabon Sept 21st
This
pagan witch told me she comes from a Celtic background, which is where
her Pagan belief system stems from. She also told me that although
practiced and in the United States this type of spiritual life style is
more known and accepted in both England and Canada.
She
told me that the rituals used in Pagan worship are a private time
which she does not discuss. It is like praying. It is personal to the
individual as to what they are focusing on or needing help dealing
with.
I
found this Pagan Witch to be a very nice person who explains her
spiritual life and customs clearly without any form of harm or misuse
to others.
I do know there are other types of witches out there who may go about this subject very differently from this pagan witch.
I
am grateful I was able to spend some time learning from someone who
actually lives the pagan life exactly what her life style is all about .
Before
we parted this Pagan Witch did tell me there are those who use the
power of the earth and universe and its magic for dark and ugly
purposes.
I
guess the answer to all of this is that humans have choices to make
decisions every day be it work, family or friend matters.
The
choices of each human should be and hopefully would be to lean towards
the good of all things. It would be very dangerous to use their
abilities for dark sinister actions knowing those poisonous arrows will
without question come back to stab them in their own heart.
The
things to consider from all of this is that it may be truly the way of
the universe to deliver in spades the intent you send out to others
will indeed come back to you. I think that idea is something we all
need to reflect upon.
With that said have Happy Halloween and choose carefully to trick or treat !
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Recently we issued a warning for
those who plan on spending time outdoors this summer. It was a warning about
what can happen when someone sights a UFO, especially one in close proximity.
Since that warning, Chris Holly has received a new report from one of the
Real Time Abductees that should reinforce our warnings about close encounters
with UFOs. Chris has written extensively about the Real Time Abductees,
people who have suffered a lifetime of abductions.
The term real time refers to the
fact the abductions of these people take place during real time while they
are going about the business and routines of their everyday life . They do
not involve sleep events or dreams or telepathic messages. They are
encounters that invade their life while they are fully awake and functioning
.
The Real Time Abductees have suffered
abductions while going about their daily routines, often within shouting
distance of other people. Recently, the son of one of the oldest of the Real
Time Abductees surprised his mother with the admission that he has
experienced abductions. He had never told her because of the distress he knew
it would cause. The son has recently suffered another incident in the
California desert that we will write about in a future report. But today we
turn our attention to another Real Time Abductee who had her last abduction
experience twenty years ago. That is, it was her last abduction experience
before an incident a few weeks ago that, coupled with the information from the
Real Time Abductee's son, has the Real Time Abductees in turmoil.
Chris Holly put me in email
contact with the Real Time Abductee who suffered this latest episode, and in
keeping with Chris's longstanding rules, the lady in question remains
anonymous. I do not know her name, address, phone number or email address.
She is known to Chris, but not to me. This is to protect the Real Time
Abductees, of which Chris Holly is a member, and anyone else who contacts
Chris reporting their abduction experience or experiences. The same anonymity
is offered to anyone reporting other incidents of unexplainable occurrences,
from UFO sightings to ghost encounters.
All I know about this Real Time
Abductee is that she resides on property that is oceanfront or near the
ocean. That factors into the incident which took place about two weeks ago.
And, like the other Real Time Abductees, she knows to never go anywhere, day
or night, by herself. She surrounds herself with family and other people she
trusts in hopes her abductors will be wary of attempting another abduction.
For twenty years, that arrangement seems to have worked. In fact, the
arrangement would probably have still worked if the abductee hadn't broken a
key rule: Never go anywhere alone.
What follows is the Real Time
Abductee's tale :
The Abduction
“My brother-in-law lives down the
road from me and called on the day of the incident to ask if his dog wandered
over to my house. His golden retriever, a male dog, does that from time to
time. I looked around and didn't spot his dog anywhere on my property. While
I was looking around I walked past my son's truck parked next to the barn. I
saw the key was in the ignition and made the
foolish split second decision to jump in the truck and take a fast
drive down an old beach road that ends at an area where I've found the dog
before. He seems to love this isolated area of the beach, only about a
minute's drive from my barn.
“I guess twenty years without an
abduction incident had made me complacent. So I took off to look for the dog.
“My instincts about the
whereabouts of my brother-in-law's pet were better than my instincts about
abduction prevention, because I discovered the dog happily chewing on
something he found along the shoreline. He was soaked, covered with sand and
having a great time. I got out of the truck, opened the tailgate and called
him. I tried to let him know by the way I spoke that he had misbehaved. I
guess he got the message, because he just looked at me with that wide-eyed
'just got caught with my pants down look' some dogs get when they know
they've messed up. I walked to the front of the truck and about 10 feet onto
the beach itself and called him again without that 'bad dog' tone to my
voice. This time he jumped up, wagging his tail happily, and came running
toward me.
“As best I can recall, this is
when the abduction event began, for
suddenly, in the blink of an eye, a funny feeling came over me, and I heard
what sounded like a huge Harley Davidson motorcycle revving up right next to
my head. It was deafeningly loud. There was no one on the road. Nothing had
approached me while I stood there calling the dog. But there in my ear, as if
it was right next to me, a thunderous noise commenced as quickly as you could
snap your fingers.
“I was filled with a paralyzing
fear, knowing I had made a terrible mistake. I started to turn my head and
shoulders slowly away from the approaching dog towards the sound...and that's
all I can remember of how the incident began.
[Editors' note: Here are some
further descriptions of what happened at the beach recalled by the abductee
in a follow-up contact:
“I also recall a strange creature
running toward me on the beach. It looked like a big triangle about the size
of a trash can lid. It had a mouth and eyes at the pointed end, four
stick-like legs and hair or fur that looked like long beach grass on its
back. I think it was greenish in color and had neon green eyes. I have no
idea if it was a living creature or a machine. I recall trying to get away
from it and the dog barking at it. It's all pieces of memory that are
disjointed and confusing. I also just know somehow this was the last of it
for me. I don't think I will be taken again. I also feel these beings want me
to try to make people understand they exist and our viewpoint on all of these
things is going in a wrong direction. My feeling is these beings, whatever
they may be or wherever they may come from, don't approve of the ridiculous
sideshow our civilization has made of their attempts to slowly indoctrinate
us about them and others like them.”
End editors note.]
“The next thing I knew I was
laying on my back on the sand with the
dog lying next to me. My first thought was that I had fainted, and the dog
had fallen asleep next to me. I thought I was all right. One of my shoes had
fallen off. I stuck it back on and got up. As soon as I did I vomited. I felt
very weak and dizzy. Then I realized the dog was just lying there looking at
me. He appeared to be dazed and was glassy-eyed.
“When the vomiting stopped I tried
to get the dog to stand up. But he just remained lying on the sand like a
limp rag. He's a big dog, and I wasn't able to lift him. I desperately wanted
to get myself and this poor pet to the truck and get us out of there as fast
as possible. I was feeling really sick, so I decided to drag the dog over the
sand to the truck. Fortunately I was able to drag him to the back of the
truck where the tailgate was already open. I gave it all I had and half
lifted, half dragged the poor animal onto the bed of the truck. He just
landed in the truck bed with a thump, bewildered and confused looking, and
lay staring at me.
“Despite being disoriented and
nauseated, I was able to drive home. There I found my frantic family madly
searching the area for me and the truck I borrowed. I quickly told them about
the beach and the noise while they helped me shakily navigate from the
driveway back into my house. My brother-in-law kept the dog in my son's
truck, driving him immediately to the vet because he was acting so weird.
“Once my family got me inside, I
was able to inspect myself a little better. I found my sneakers had been left
untied and my socks turned around so the heel of each sock was over each
instep. The rest of my clothes seemed to be on properly; however, I had a
gemstone ring on my right hand and a charm bracelet on my right wrist when I
went looking for the dog. Both were now missing. But I also had a large
diamond ring and a very expensive watch on my left hand and wrist. Neither
one of these items appeared to have been touched.
“My body was very sore, my head
hurt and I was confused. I couldn't remember clearly what had happened. I've
never had an experience like this one, starting with that loud motorcycle
sound. I thought the entire event happened within the span of just a few
minutes, but a reconstruction of the time my brother-in-law first called
about the dog to when I returned home revealed it was an hour and 25 minutes
since I left my house. My brother who is a medical doctor was one of the
family members out looking for me when I returned and insisted he should
examine me. My blood pressure was a bit high, I had a slight fever and my
blood sugar was elevated. My brother thought my body was dealing with a
degree of shock. He also thought I was dehydrated and started me drinking
water immediately. My family decided to take me to the emergency room where I
could be hooked to a heart monitor and blood work could be done. It also
allowed for a more complete examination to make sure I didn't suffer
previously undetected injuries, internally or externally, during whatever had
happened on the beach. Two doctors tested to make certain my heart was sound
and ruled out any other possible cause of what they were told was a fainting
spell or blackout. It certainly wouldn't have served any purpose to tell them
I had been abducted by creatures unknown! I had been down that route before.
Under my brother's prompting, the physicians saw to it a complete round of
blood work was conducted as well. It appeared I was all right except for some
noticeable problems with my eyesight. My vision was very blurry, and the
lights in the hospital were painful to my eyes.
“When my family brought me home
from the emergency room, I was totally exhausted, extremely weak and badly in
need of sleep. I was surrounded by my family and spent the rest of that day
in my bed sleeping. My sleep was uneasy, and I tossed and turned most of the
time. This experience was unlike any of the other times I suffered an
abduction. I never was able to recall much from my other encounters, but this
time I began having flashes of uncontrollable recall that kept flooding my
mind. I could recall “people” around me who were talking to me the entire
time. I was being told how disappointed they were with the human race and our
failure to reach out for knowledge. I remember being told we are a species
that learns more slowly than others and would still be extremely primitive if
we were not constantly pushed to advance. I had a hard time keeping up with
what was being said because the communication was very fast and I was
overwhelmed by it. I couldn't comprehend a lot of it. I do remember these
beings indicating they were frustrated by our failure to grasp their attempts
to slowly indoctrinate the human race to something they are apparently trying
to show us. And I felt their anger and annoyance was aimed at our constantly
rejecting their attempts, as evidenced, as far they are concerned, by our
movies and fake photos and videos. They projected the feeling that humanity's
rejection of what they seem to have been slowly trying to introduce us to has
them harboring some growing negative feelings about mankind. I can't tell if
they were expressing anger, frustration, pity, confusion, or a combination of
all those things. But I did get the impression their reactions were the
result of what they feel is humanity's willful ignorance, like we
deliberately refuse to see some universal truth they've been putting in front
of us. I still don't feel like I've fully grasped what they were trying to put
across during the encounter other than that it was negative toward our
actions. I can recall some kind of focus on my age. I also got the feeling
they were trying to impress on me that this was going to be the last
experience I would have with them. And I was left with the impression I'm
being allowed to recall as much as I've been able to pass along to you for
the express purpose of getting their still puzzling message across. Other
incidents like this have always left me with very little in the way of memory.
“While all this was going on, I
wanted to get away from them but was being physically restrained like all the
other times. I kept begging them to let me leave. I recall the beings
restraining me had human-like form, but I also recall a horrible looking
being near me that frightened me nearly to death. I was screaming and
struggling, and they gave me something to remove my fear and make me calm
down. I remember being very thirsty and sick to my stomach. I had stomach
cramps. The human type beings around me controlled me with an invisible
strength, making it impossible for me to function physically. I only remember
very brief flashes of the horrific creature that frightened me. I think my
seeing it only lasted for a second or so. I'm not sure.
“I'm worried about people thinking
this is something fun and fabulous, and I hope one day we'll grow up as a
civilization and begin to understand and deal with these beings that watch
us, visit us and take us against our will. As it stands, it appears we're the
fools for poking fun at these incidents, and they're the ones doing all the
laughing.”
The Aftermath
[Editors' note: The following
comments from the abductee are taken from more follow-up contacts via email.]
“I feel like I have the flu and my
eyes really hurt. I developed large painful pimples on my face. I also found
a circle of hair had been cut out of the back of my head. I have long hair
and can cover the bald spot, but I can't explain why this hair sample was
taken. I found out that I'm a bit anemic, too, which is very odd considering
I had my yearly physical a few weeks before the incident and was normal at
the time. I must have lost some blood somewhere along the way but have no
memory of it. At first, a few odd marks on my skin were my only outward signs
of the encounter on the beach. But now a leathery and scale-like rash has
begun to appear between my breasts, rising toward my neck, and on my legs and
hands, as well as in patches on my back.
“I'm still shaken up and
withdrawn. I really didn't think at my age that this would happen to me
again. My family is annoyed that I broke the golden rule and took off alone
to an isolated area. I feel strange. My thinking is very rapid, and my dreams
are extremely odd. I'm still very weak and will need time to recover from
this encounter just like I have from all the others I had forced on me ever
since I was a little girl. The worst part of this is how easily they can walk
into your life and take you at will. Dealing with the draining physical
aftermath is exhausting. And knowing almost everyone refuses to believe this
happens to people like me all the time is heart breaking. No matter how my
family tries to protect and take care of me, no matter how we Real Time
Abductees have offered support to each other, the truth of the matter is that
each one of us is really all alone in the middle of this mess.
“I only pray people everywhere
will soon rise to a new level of understanding, becoming more than what they
have been, and start to wise up to how lost we are when it comes to so many
things these abductors think we really should already know. When you think
about the massive number of reports of UFO sightings and alien abductions
from all over the world, you would think we would be smarter about all of
this. Instead we match the real encounters by creating fake ones in larger
numbers, leaving the real experiences swallowed up by our self created
ignorance and delusion. I don't have any idea what it will take to turn us
into more than the backward beings these abductors consider the stupid ones
in the universe. Maybe it will remain this way, and, eventually, these beings
who seem to be trying to nudge us out of our ignorance will simply give up
and leave us to our own brain dead way of life.
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“The last time I had an incident I
was 40 and it was in the fall. That was in 1991. I don't recall much about the
beings from other incidents except that they seemed to be in human form and
covered in a light colored suit. This latest incident is the only time I
remember more. This time they were without question covered in a skin-like suit
with lenses over their eyes. It's for protection from us and our atmosphere, I
assume. They are thin, about 6ft tall and have very long, delicate hands. You
can see eye movement behind the dark lenses over their eyes. I think they come
in different types, like male and female in humans, but I have no idea if there
are separate sexes, or anything like sex, at all. They could be some other mix.
The one that I can recall the most appeared to be the boss and seemed feminine
to me. It quickly got that frightening creature away from my view. I recall
that thing wanted to touch me, and it was told no. I felt like I was in a UFO
garage-type of thing, meaning a structure attached to something at the back of
it with two sides and an open end like a garage with the door open that I could
feel air and see sky when I looked that way. I was sitting on something and
could not see the wall behind me but could see the wall in front of me. That is
when I saw that the wall and all around it, including these people or beings,
all were the same color of a light gray or off white so that when they were
working along the wall they were camouflaged and you could not see them. Only
when they moved around could you make out the outline of beings there. They
were sort of lit, or had an aura to them. I have no recall of anything like
this before. The frightening creature was disgusting with a bug like head and
appendages around its body. It was huge and wide and horrible. It had a bug
face with a bunch of eyes. I do not know of any Real Time Abductee who ever had
as clear a look as I had this time at what these things are like. I wish I did
not remember it.”
This real time abductee is spending
time trying to recover from her latest encounter with these unknown beings. She
is hopeful this is the last time she will be taken and feels due to her age she
may now be able to finally live the rest of her life without these intrusions
from those who take her, abuse her and
throw her back like a lab rat.
End of Abductee's Report
Editors' note: It shouldn't take
more than this report and the constant ongoing UFO sighting reports to make you
think sensibly about what to do when you have the urge to venture out into
nature's sparsely populated realms this summer. Be alert. Be careful. Always
hike, hunt, camp, fish, sail or just mosey through the less populated places on
the planet with a companion or two. And keep your wits about you if you come
eyeball to eyeball with the unknown.
Rick Stokes
For: CHPW
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