Month: February 2016

I saw from the picture of the house (not the haunted hotel pictured here) that I was in for a challenge, and I must say that I wasn’t disappointed in that regard.  The owner of the house, a wonderful woman named Claudia, was one of two winners in my Most Haunted House Contest, and last week I set about ridding her house of a ghostly nuisance named Mary.  But right from the start, Mary was a pesky lot of trouble.

When I do a ghost busting, I use my ability to remote view, and I send my psychic sight through the phone line and into the person’s house.  To spirits in the house, it appears as though my face just “pops through;” to me, it is like I extend my energy out as far as I can reach.  I don’t understand the mechanics of how it works, but remote viewing allows me to communicate with the spirits in a house directly, as I can see and hear them and their energy, and they can see and hear me.

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We have a winner!  Actually, we have two winners in my Most Haunted House Contest!  Congratulations to Claudia Freeman and Lee Wright — both of you have houses that are most definitely haunted!

A big thank you to everyone who entered, and my apologies to those whose houses weren’t quite haunted enough, but a contest is a contest and somebody’s got to win.  Narrowing the field down to two finalists was pretty easy, but choosing between them was impossible.  One house, to my psychic eye, is full of noxious smoke and has a man-ghost who is up to no good, and the other house has been slimed by a cackling old-lady ghost who is committed to driving the “new” owner out.  I agonized for two days over which was worse, and at midnight last night declared it a tie.

I will complete the winning ghost bustings within the next few weeks, and will write about it here — stay tuned!

It all started with a knock on the bathroom door.  Occupied at the time, the man within hollered, “I’ll be out in a minute,” and heard footsteps heading away, down the hallway.  When he finished his business and emerged, no one was there, so he rejoined the gathering in the living room and announced that the bathroom was free, for anyone who needed it.  No one needed it.  No one had needed it.  No one had been anywhere near the bathroom, and most definitely, no one had knocked on the bathroom door.

The next day, my dear friend and the owner of said house and bathroom, called me in a bit of a state.  “I think I have a ghost.  Can you check?”  Which I did, and she did.  We scheduled a ghost busting and got to work.

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Apparently, I scared everyone off with the picture and description of my Most Haunted House Contest, and inadvertently led you all to believe that to enter, your house needed to be the hotel featured in “The Shining” and/or be the sacred-Indian-burial-grounds house featured in “Poltergeist.”  With a healthy dose of humble pie, I will admit to you that as of right this minute, I have received precisely zero entries.  That’s right.  If you send in a picture of your house right now, and it has even one tiny ghost lurking in the corner of the basement, you will have a 100% chance of winning the contest.  Yes, I know, the odds change dramatically if a bunch of you like those odds.  But you catch my drift.

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I have written before about how, during psychic readings, the spirits of the dead show me things using visuals, more often than they tell me things using words.  I am a very visual person, so this suits me just fine.  A problem arises, tho, when a big concept is presented with a simple visual, and I am left struggling to translate it back into words, so I can convey its message and meaning to the person I am doing the reading for.

I get tongue-tied, and usually compensate by over-describing the scene or image I have been shown, but even then, I know that sometimes my descriptions fall short.  I remember one time in particular, when I was doing a reading for the mother of a young man who died tragically in a car accident.

The young man’s spirit wanted to describe the dynamic at work in his relationship with his mother, and showed me the image that appears with this column (It isn’t the real image, but a re-creation that I drew from memory. My apologies for the wrinkly paper….).  He put the image in motion, showing me the red area as fast and frenetic, indicating that it represented him, and then showing the blue area as placid and flowing like a refreshing stream, indicating that it represented his mother.

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