Fakes pale in the wake of the possibly real

Hello fans and foes!
Sorry that I haven't posted in a while, but here's something to pique your interest. Obviously some of these pictures are fakes, but some I have true belief are real... Mastered fakes, or true evidence of the paranormal? What's your opinion?




Remember, a lot were fakes, confirmed fakes! It's getting easier and easier to spot fakes, especially when some one's bad at Photoshop/related programs.. you can just see outlines if you pay close attention.

More entries to come soon, I promise.

And remember to talk to your ghosts. Even if you don't believe in them, it's still therapeutic to get hard emotions like guilt off your chest.

The Burning Rain Message

Unlike Nostradamus, I am lucky to be able to express the ghosts' messages about the future. Strange as they may be, and perhaps they are just lonely and are telling me stories. This one, however, was as vivid as if I was there. And the spirit seemed adamant to keep me "under" in order for me to see the entire warning. However, like Nostradamus, there is technology and events I can only describe here, as I lack the technical knowledge.

In the not too distant future, as there were no flying cars or regular commercial trips to the Moon, there will be a woman. A brave and intelligent young woman. This takes place in New York City, and it pertains to a horrible disaster.
She showed me a brilliant new train or monorail that is to be made. I saw a strange cord on this train, many "strings" - white, they remind me of sail cord or nylon cords but I know it not to be so.

A group of passengers is on this train. The girl is having a conversation with a little boy who is being quite rude. She just had a horrible fight with an ex boyfriend.. this isn't important to the event, but to the woman who gave me this glimpse. There's also some older folk, students, work-a-day folk.

The woman somehow knows that there is something wrong with the train. She sees the white cords and is panicked. (I think there is a skylight in which the passengers can see the miracle cords) This doesn't look right. She knows in other ways, I suspect that people on the ground are pointing up at the train. This train is a gem in New York City.

Do I know a date or time? Vaguely, she didn't show me a calendar, or if she did, it was too quick. It's a sunny after noon, with a medium density of cloud cover. Not Winter for sure. Probably Summer. If it is Summer, it's during the cooler parts of Summer - mid September. If in Fall, it's during the warmer parts - Late Sept to Mid October.

She leans over to a young woman and tells her to get off the train. The city's so big, not too many people want to get off, this train is the gem - why would anything be wrong with it? Many people start to get upset. I do not see a conductor on this train. The woman was in the middle of the train.

She gets off, along with a few pissed off people, including nervous tourists.

The sky isn't right. The clouds aren't right, she doesn't say how. She shows me. The clouds look weird in some places, like little ugly flowers - an empty center and jutting petals of cloud. However, the petals are very variegated, none are the same length. Most are the same width however.

She walks, trying to get her bearings. She hasn't been to this place, or at least not often. It's near a dock I think.

She hears screaming. She hears general upset. She starts screaming herself, as the rain burns, the rain sears through her light jacket. She seeks shelter in a wooden building, a small building near the docks. The rain is getting in, eating through the wood. I think it's wood, could be wrong. Anyways, a whole group gathers in a stronger building.. they pack in like sardines. (The rain is not the Dark Rain of a nuclear event. It's clear and normal looking, maybe slightly milky.)
The woman is very claustrophobic. She would rather quickly find another building. She remembers thinking 'I wish I lived back in the day when cigarettes were thought of as healthy' - talking about simpler, quieter times.

The screaming continues, and she finds another building, it looks like a place where people exercise or play (like a daycare center or yoga center) and sits with a few other people on an exercise matt. She takes off her jacket and looks at the large dots on her shirts - revealing blistered skin.

Somehow she hears that the train's cords, however strong they were, were eaten away by this rain. No one calls it acid rain for some reason. Do they know what it is? Everyone remaining on the train, and under the train on the busy streets, died horribly.

She thinks of her Mother - where is she? Is she ok? She doesn't think of a Father, either he is dead or exiled from the family in some way.

The woman closes the vision. I don't know if she lives or dies. I never saw any corpses, but horribly injured people. This doesn't mean no one died. She may have spared my feelings, as she still thinks of me as a child.

After showing me these images, she communicates "the train was a good idea, as long as this acid shit didn't happen." The screams still haunt her.. imagine that - a ghost being haunted. It's normal. They are haunted by horrible memories, fellow spirits that won't leave them alone - just like a tag-a-long that won't quit or quiet.

What happens? What is this rain? It's more than acid rain, I got the distinct feeling that the rain was radioactive, nuclear event related, but not a bomb dropped on NYC.. no. No bomb had been dropped there, as the city was beautiful and unscathed - at least not to the level of a recent nuclear disaster. There were no strange sounds in the air before the disaster either, so I doubt this was deployed by a noisy airplane.. and this was not a regular event. Everyone was shocked. I got a feeling this was not an attack, but a consequence.

Such are the ways of spirit communication. However, if a hardcore scientist had explained it to me, there is no way I would have remembered anything complex. Spirits can often lull you into a place where you only remember the sights or sounds or certain aspects of the vision. Perhaps it is the manner in which they access our minds that creates this red tape around the communication.

Why post such a bare-bones tale? A spirit entrusted me with the information, to further communicate it, and in my limited way I must fulfill this unsaid promise. I also have a small bit of fear that the spirit would continue to show me this horrible vision until I communicate it - as that is also the way of the spirit. They have all the time in the universe.

Homeless Ghosts

I recently came in contact with four homeless ghosts, who communicated something very brief yet very intense: "our bodies are buried in the woods."
One was a child around 12-14 years of age, one was a woman 37-45 years old, and then there were two men - of which age I can only speculate as past midlife - I am HORRIBLE with aging people past 60, as peoples' lifestyles make age a difficult thing. For instance, people that sun burn a lot each year tend to look older, or people who smoke a great deal, or drink a great deal, or whom are stressed out beyond the average Joe.
These homeless people died in an unsavory way and were buried by their killer. They didn't know the killer, they saw him "around" but didn't know him. They are buried in their forest encampment, under about two feet of soil/dirt.

As a medium, I want to help the spirits. I want to find them and give them peace. But at the same time this all poses many questions for me as a person.
1. Is going alone in the forest a good idea? I don't think many people would want to come with.
2. Will someone report me for taking a shovel into the woods?
3. If I do find bodies, won't they suspect me? I seriously doubt that police would understand or believe "I'm a psychic... dead people told me to dig them up." I could be arrested or sent to a mental ward for a few years of friendly observation.
4. What kind of mental trauma would it be to find four dead bodies, four not-yet-skeletons, for me?
5. What kind of attention would this bring to my family and neighborhood?
6. Could the killer be one of those whom regularly visit their victims, or live close by, and follow me home?
7. Could any traps have been left?

Yeah I'm asking all these "what about me" questions, but they're valid and intelligent. I don't recommend that you, if you are a medium, go about doing everything that spirits ask you to do. Yes, you may ask yourself questions like:

1. Won't the spirits live forever bound to Earth, specifically the place their bones reside?
No. In time, spirits let go. And it's not as clean cut as Heaven - Earth - Hell. Spirits can be in "Heaven" partly, and on "Earth" - it's like multitasking on your computer. You can do a few things at once. Spirits "multitask" between different dimensions of existence, (for example but not limited to) Earth, Past, Future, Heaven.. and even "Hell." Parts of them can drift in and out of these planes - dimensions, or in our high tech world, a good way to put it is "window" - like a computer program. Why some fade in and out is because they are flipping between these channels, or are in two places at once. Bilocation may seem impossible for matter, but for spiritual beings, it's their daily grind. Spirits are not matter. They are not gas nor liquid nor solid nor plasma. They are immaterial, but they can manifest in matter (more on that in another post.. back to the matter at hand.. like that pun?) Point being, spirits that are "tortured" can be partly tortured and partly in Heaven, but not show you that. I could sense these spirits had quite a substantial part of them in Heaven - or at least in a good place. They want closure, understandable - but there are other ways of finding it that don't involve endangering someone who is alive. Some mediums disregard their own health and wellbeing for the sake of complete strangers, which may seem heroic, but these people are already dead. They have centuries upon millennia to "Work their issues out", and there are plenty of Heavenly spirits to help them out.. they are never alone.. but sometimes they think negatively, just like living humans.

2. If I don't help them catch the killer, won't the killer(s) be on my conscience if you don't do something about it like call the cops?
I'd rather the killer be on my conscience than kill me or my family members! I also have great faith in the police system.. they don't respond to my emails etc asking if they need a psychic... but I believe that they are good at what they do.

Curiosity... it's a horrible thing. Every time I'm near that place I want to go and look. Look and see what's there.. As a medium, I know that it would make the homeless spirits leave me alone, and would bring them peace, but as a member of a family - I know it would also endanger my kindred. I could just as easily end up being a spirit on the prowl for a medium to help me!

Pain: Ghost Magnet?

My disease makes me feel pain all day every day. I feel it in my sleep, in my dreams, and it wakes me up on a nightly basis. Sometimes, that pain goes through the roof, and I am left in bed, shaking and writhing, waiting for the bout of extreme pain to end. I don't get depressed, I don't "feel" any emotions, I just look forward to the pain being over.
Spirits get curious. They tell me that when pain spikes higher than average, they sense it from great distances, and they feel exhilarated, curious, and want to see what's going on. Family spirits of course are the first on the scene, but gradually more and more spirits will come and visit me. Usually this comforts me. I know I'm never, ever, alone. There's always someone around me, dead or alive.
Spirits' pain also is a beacon to me, as I can sense them more when they're upset. Which can sometimes be bad. When spirits are REALLY pissed off, I can get dizzy, sick, faint, shaky, or even feel the pain myself - that is, I can get angry, depressed, anxious, etc. This is one of the major ways I can interpret spirits, by their "reflected" emotions. It's not always perfect, as there will be an interpretation bias, but it sure speeds up communication if the spirit is having problems. However, it's hard when people want "proof" I'm real, and don't tell me their loved one was violently killed... and I start choking or feel like there's a knife in my chest. Good times. I totally understand, however, and never blame people for not telling me. I hate fake mediums too. Of course, there are fake mediums, and then there are crazy people who hear their illnesses and not ghosts. I don't hate crazy people, it's not their fault - and who am I to say that they aren't the real deal? They might just not interpret it properly, or ghosts might be haunting them, playing with them. I hate those kinds of ghosts. Those joker ghosts, the Tinker Ghosts, are attracted to the pain spikes too... but after a while you get to tell the difference between a trickster and a genuine being. Sure they'll still try their pranks, but they won't get the better of you, they'll get tired and move on. Ouija is another great love of Tinker Ghosts. But these ghosts are for another post.
Some rituals focus on sacrifice or self mutilation for a reason: ghosts respond to pain more quickly than polite asking. Spirits react quickly to pain, but also to more happy things... like childrens' energy, like extreme joy, ecstasy, and sexual release. Anything intense. Ghosts tell me that each type of intense sensation has it's different "Feel". I asked if it's coloured, like a beam of light. Most say no, it's just a feeling, like the feel of warm sunshine on the skin compared to chilling gusts of wind on a wet head of hair. Each feeling has a different sensation, and some ghosts take a while to tell the difference.
Ghosts, most of them, will do ALL they can to comfort the person in pain. I have seen it in hospitals, in graveyards, in school: they surround the person in their being and think hard on positive thoughts, comforting thoughts, and if the person is open enough (regardless of them being a medium or not) they will sense this. People stop crying, stop clenching their teeth, and sense a joy - get a release of endorphins - or feel the presence of a loved one. This is the most heartwarming and potent things I have seen spirits do.

Alright I'm pooped, I just wanted to post something positive since I haven't posted in a long while ;)

Beautiful Ghosts!

Sometimes, from the posts I write, you might think there are more spooky or negative ghosts than positive happy ghosts.. but this isn't so.. I just like to write about the spooky ones a lot since they are such a mystery. In this post, I wanted to just add this comment: it's more common to find a good spirit than a negative spirit. Much more common. I promise to talk more about those soon, I'm working on something right now that is more positive, so I'll post it asap.

Chest Pains in the Graveyard: Haunted Graveyard

( I wanted to post about this earlier, and so I have been working on it for a while - unable to give it quick focus. Here is what I was working on, sorry if it is segemented, but it was written in chunks. )

Graveyards are strange places. They aren't dead spots in spiritual energy, as some lore say, and they aren't all overly haunted, however: some graveyards are haunted. What do I mean by haunted? Spirits can linger, dwell, in a place. It's not necessarily because they have unfinished business. It may be because they like their grave... it may sometimes be that "unifinished business", it may be because they are attached to an object, person, or place.. it may be because they like to scare the bejesus out of mediums ;)

Anyways, there's a graveyard out South East of Ottawa that I went to last Summer, to take photographs and such. We happened upon this picturesque graveyard, and decided to take pictures. I separated from the person I was with to walk on my own, I was drawn to a grave. The flowers had been knocked over, and so I put the flowers back in the vase, and the vase back in its place.

BANG. Chest pains, weird ones, like their was a fiery wind in my ribs. I felt him.. a spirit. He had died in his mid sixties. He had knocked over the flowers and didn't appreciate me putting them back. I questioned him and tried to regain my balance, as my head swam with his presence. This was HIS graveyard. Get out! Get out! He was one angry spirit. His essence grabbed my heart and tried to intimidate me.. of course it worked.

Spirits CAN hurt you, as I have posted before. They can break bones, cause heart attacks, cause mental disorders, unexplained pain.. They aren't all Casper. However, they will leave you alone most of the time. This man REALLY wanted to be cock of the walk in this graveyard. It was important to him. It was one of the places he was not about to get soft on protecting.

A wash of images flooded over my psychic sense, and I saw more about this man. Pocket watch, train whistles, a gruff face - he was a proper gentleman. He was stern, he was the Father Figure of the town. He smelled like cigars and leather and hard work. He valued his shoes greatly, the ones he was buried in. Expensive. His work ethic was better than any man's, and he always took care of business. He was in the train business, and a bit in the bank business. Maybe even a little insurance. He was a workaholic. He wanted to make a mark, to be remembered. He showed me a mark, a symbol I haven't yet been able to place. I'd like to identify it before I post it, just in case it is offensive in some way.

This chest pain was a warning. This man didn't want to hurt anyone. If anything he was warning me to get away from the person I was accompanied by, as the spirit showed me pictures of things to come. Betrayal, pain, loud and ambivalent abuse. He thought I was being an idiot, that a lady my age should be married to a proper person and not wandering around with random people. Overall, however, he wanted me AWAY from the graveyard.

Mediums "wake up" graveyards. Spirits aren't locked into their remains, but many are "tied" to them. Cremains (cremated remains) can be scattered, and the spirit will be anchored to a new place or remove their Earthly presence to the Other Side. Hence why in exorcisms, the exorcist will destroy the remains of the offending spirit, if they can identify positively whom it is. Doesn't work all the time, I'm sure, as sometimes spirits don't give a rat's ass where their remains are. They can be tied to their favorite playground, {outside} their church, school, home, whatever.

Now, Churches are another matter. I have been to several churches where spirits cannot or will not enter. It is empty, but full - a silence that is hot and bright white. But more on that later.

So, lesson here: if you get chest pains in a haunted place, time to get out. They can and will follow through on their threats, and some delight in it. For the same reason humans like to tease eachother. Some won't give you the benefit of a threat and will move right into the fun. Most will just shove you away, make you feel like you need to get out of that particular place.

Before I left the graveyard, I saw dozens of spirits just looking at me, their pale visages empty of expression - at first. I can tell they hadn't seen a medium before, as many of them were a little surprised that I was looking at them. Many of them were related, you could tell because their features were so similar. The big daddy ghost "nodded" to me (releasing my chest from his grip), pleased that I was leaving, he didn't actually nod their head. The chest pain can only be described as an otherworldly pain, I knew it wasn't of this place - it was as if the colour of the world was greyer, bluer, as soon as I felt it, and as he released me, the world returned to its normal feel and colour.
This (left) is a picture that I took that day. I wasn't able to capture any of the spirits on film, the person with me didn't see anything, and usually (sadly) ghosts aren't easily captured on film or digital media. Only if they want to be seen.

It wasn't all bad. I was exhilerated by the amount of power this ghost had! I was amazed, and I think he didn't truly hurt me because he was amused that I understood what he was. Many people probably think they have heartburn or just had a panic attack. Maybe low blood pressure, yes that's more what it's like. Like your brain is missing something vital. It is amazing and truly uplifting that we CONTINUE after this world, and there is NO part of me that doubts it. What I have seen confirms it. This ghost wasn't all evil, he was just really the Tarot Emperor, and didn't like strangers on his land. On his family's land, just taking pictures. I have the utmost respect for spirits, as they know what lays behind the High Priestess' veil, they've met the creator, and they are infinite. So much mystery. We are so lucky to be born into this school Earth, to be released like wind dragons into Death, that terrifying initiation into Reality. Our crib seems so desolate, but opposite from our life - life gets easier after our baby years (our living life), not harder. Of course, suicide cuts short our infancy, and that means we miss many lessons that make our true lives easier to understand. Our treasure is neverending, and begins with what we believe to be our oldest day.
One day you will have the power to reach into the chest of a mortal, and scare the daylights out of them - but you will only be that powerful if you learn what you need to learn here.. You need to crawl before you can walk, before you can fly and be free... and when you can.. remember: it's cruel to hurt infants (ie. the "living"). Be kind, rewind. ;)

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Coming up

Right now I am working on a communication with "G"'s family (I don't want to reveal her name, as she likes her privacy I assume). You will really get a kick out of their story.

Be Right Back

I want to thank everyone for visiting me! Each one of you makes me smile!

For a little while my health has been degrading, and for the next few days I'm going to take some time off and try to get to a level at which I can post again. Look out for the new posts, and until then, keep your third eye open for unseen friends ;)

Mothman Omens: Can Spirits see the Future?

Many times spirits will be able to see into the future a little ways, some will be able to see far - and some can see only a few hours ahead.
When something bad is about to happen, spirits will converge. I have witnessed it first hand, and found it to be an absolutely beautiful and magnetic thing to see - and believe that other psychics are also drawn to these convergences. Non-sensitives can also be drawn to these places as well, like moths to a flame.. and speaking of Moths, the Mothman is a phenomena that may be related to this. The Mothmen COULD have something to do with that convergence of spirits, they could be clumps of spiritual manifestation, as my theory goes.
When more than one spiritual manifestation occurs (when spirits cross from the spiritual dimension to more human-sensitive planes, using ambient or human bodily energy, or using a multi-spiritual synergy created by the convergence of several spirits) there is sometimes a strange melding that occurs. For example: if your Uncle Billy who has blue eyes and white hair with a dragon tattoo on his back comes to visit me at the same time as your Aunt Milly who has brown hair and grey eyes - I will sometimes see the spirit with one blue eye, one grey eye, or rapidly shifting colours, with half grey and half brown hair, and a phasing dragon tattoo - that is both male and female. I can tell if it's two spirits in one, usually, but it's harder to tell if there's four instead of ten, if you know what I mean.
What am I getting at?
Sometimes hundreds of spirits get together and start to look VERY unusual - monstrous even. Perhaps the Mothman is a combination of spirits clumping together to pool their power and warn the masses more tangibly. I'm not sure if they are working together, but I think they do. This multi-spirit being can take on an energy of its own, and it no longer sounds or acts completely human in it's worry. They also look scarier and act scarier to try and scare you silly into vacating the area.
So what do you do if you see this clumped spirit, or get a phone call that knows you're hiding chapstick in your hotel nightstand? (I loved that movie) Well, as in the movie, clumping spirits are trying to get you to leave, they're trying to scare you out of the area. Sometimes you have months to prepare, sometimes only days or hours. What's best is to leave town if you see a true Mothman.
Have I seen a Mothman? No, but then again I see deceased people more clearly than non-mediums. I also have never known someone personally that has seen one, and I have read that they are extremely rare. You have a better chance of winning the lottery, and you'd better lean towards winning the lottery ;)
However, I DO see clumped spirits, hundreds of them, sometimes on the news, sometimes in person, in photos, sometimes in readings. These are easier to communicate with, as they have shared energy and more "power". They look like nothing I've ever seen before, but I will try to describe it. When there are more than two, it is a nebulous and usually of brown/grey colour - but can range through the whole spectrum. They are like cotton-batting smoke that moves like stop-motion animation. They have many eyes, many mouths, etc, depending on what they're trying to get across. They're like living movie screens made of fluffy modelling clay.
One thing is for sure: when spirits get together and try to tell you something, you pay very close attention. If I am watching a movie at a theater and really enjoying myself and a spirit tells me that someone is in trouble, I will drop everything and call that person. They don't just tell you something bad is going to happen if that isn't the case.... well unless you're toying around with Ouija and find yourself chatting to a silly or mean-spirited ghost who's main goal in life is to freak you out or play pranks on you.
Maybe Mothmen are not spiritual convergences, but that is my theory. I have not met one, but if I ever do, I'll certainly post about it.

"Intimate" Relationships with Ghosts

I've had a couple of patrons tell me of them having sexual-like relationships with spirits of dead lovers. The lovers would appear in their dreams, or even in their waking time.
One patron told me that her dead ex boyfriend came to her one night, while she was sitting and listening to tv. He ran his cold and ethereal hand up her thigh, and thus began a night of spiritual intimacy - and continued onto a several more "encounters."
Another patron spoke of an unidentified spirit who came to her during workhours and would stimulate her, which may sound like fun - but during a meeting, it's not so helpful. This problem was solved by explaining to the spirit that although pleasurable, it was inappropriate and had to stop immediately. This took a few forceful reiterations, but the spirit stopped this mischeif and let the woman work in peace!
Spiritual intimacy is something reported to me by all walks of people, many ages. The only thing I have noticed is that women find it easier to talk about these experiences. One male skirted around the issue for a half hour before he came out and talked about it. He was married, but had an exgirlfriend's spirit (she had died ten or eleven years before) and felt guilt and embarrassment on the subject.

I'll write more about the subject when I get the consent of a guest to write their experience down.

FAQ: Can Children See Ghosts More Easily Than Adults?

Yes. Absolutely. You've heard it in the movies and it's right, children are just more open to things. Some adults, like a patron of mine in September say they don't want to see spirits. The human mind is a great thing, greater than we humans know at this point.
After puberty, from my experience and what I've read, a mental barrier begins to build up, a barrier that perhaps mediums and psychics don't build up, or they can control when it's up or down. Adolescents are sometimes more susceptible to psychic attacks (spiritual attacks etc) during this time for some reason, perhaps due to this process of barrier-building.
Back to my patron. She, we'll call her Sally, told me in a fearful voice, 'please I don't want to see my sister... I just want to talk to her through you..'. Her sister nodded and shrugged, as if saying, 'of course, I know she's scared of me' - she later communicated to me that she could sense when people didn't want to see her. She'd communicated with her brother, who was OK with seeing her. She was one of the more vibrant spirits I'd ever seen, and when Sally drove up to my house, I could see the spirit in the back of the car like a corporeal person. I was about to ask Sally who was with her, looking behind her, when I saw that her sister was beginning to fade a little bit. Ahh, my mental process went, Ghost.
Many other spirits that have communicated with me tend to phase in slowly, to make sure that I'm not scared of them. Some spirits, however, scare the living tar out of me by popping up skinless and broken-jawed, flesh hanging off their bones. (Doesn't happen all the time, but a good quarter of the time, spirits like to scare me because they think it's funny.) I don't get as scared as I used to, you build a tolerance for their hyjinks.
Bottom line, kids are more open. They are less jaded by the world, and more friendly.. well, usually. They are also full of energy, and can unwittingly channel that energy into a beacon for spirits. Spirits tell me that those children are like big mushroom clouds of white hot energy with an exterior layer of light cyan, hard to ignore, easy to notice. Some children, I'm told, glow an eerie pale yellow/gold twinkling light, those kids are usually autistic. Spirits LOVE autistic children, as they are the most open beings to spiritual energy, as they more than half live in the spiritual world. But I want to give autistic kids their own post, as every single one I have met has had such an amazing spiritual energy - it's palpable and warm, and a little overwhelming.

So this big beacon of blue and white light draws a lot of spirits to them, so they have a higher probability of drawing a strong spirit to them... Therefore they have a higher probability of seeing a spirit. Weak spirits cannot manifest in any way. The best they can do is whisper through static at the best mediums out there. Normal spirits can talk easily to mediums, and can manifest in small ways - colder air, hotter air, whispers, dreams, knocking over something light, making electronics flicker a bit.. etc. Strong spirits can manifest - those spirits are the ones that you can hear, see, and sometimes even feel (as one of my patrons felt very intimately, which I will be talking about tomorrow for V-day). Of course there are varying degrees of strength and ability. Point being: the more ghosts you attract, the more of a chance you have at seeing a big cahuna.

More to come on children and ghosts later.

The Cathedral in the Rocks

I have been graced with a visitation from an old priest spirit, who has communicated to me a beautiful and powerful message. I will tell you, as close to what he said as I can recall, as this was a spirit-dream (when you have these dreams, you know you're dreaming, like a lucid dream you can do what you want, but the spirits take over when they have a message to give you, and this priest was one powerful spirit. You KNOW when you have a spirit communicating to you through dreams.. It's frighteningly real.)

Under hard rock, near a residential area, where a volcano once or more erupted and spread its lava out like hellish vomit - there is a beautiful holy place: the Cathedral in the rocks. It has so many domed roofs, some of them (if not all) have copper or bronze roofs - as I could see the green oxidized spreading on the rock.
"You cannot step here" he said to me, as I wanted to go and see the beautiful Cathedral- which completely took my breath away, "it's too fragile."
archaeologists will have a difficult time bringing this beautiful Cathedral out of the hard and old-settled volcanic rock. I'm pretty sure it's in Europe. The "Backyard" of Europe?
Anyways, the priest waits for the Cathedral to be uncovered. Let me tell you more about it.

Outside of the Cathedral, where the town used to be, cloistered steps lead up to a great place to observe the holy building. Ahead of me, which I think is in the East, is the Cathedral, to my left is a vast valley - perhaps a bay, if not a bay, then a grassy valley with only a thin layer of sod (1-3 feet), then below is the volcanic rock. There are craggy jutting rocks further to the left, and then the sky is a dark ominous rain-premonition. To my right there is a row of modern houses, build in the 1970's or 1980's - and they do not know about the massive Cathedral in the rocks. Behind me is a now wild path (which I'm on at during the dream), with vines, skinny trees, further behind me is a main road, further behind (west-ish) is a school or community center.

The Cathedral itself is rather like the Hagia Sophia, but without the minarets. It's less spacious too, and built as if tightly sucking in its gut. It also has more square walls than the Hagia Sophia, but the domed roofs are so reminiscent of it. It has the same arcade as the Basilica San Marco in Venice. (I am looking at architecture pictures to give you a better idea of what it looks like.) It was big, but wide - not thick, and not too tall.. but it seemed to be built on the side of a hill or next to a hill. Grey mostly, except for the bronze roof. There may have been some stones of the Cathedral that were a grey-beige, but that may have been the lighting. It wasn't in the middle of a huge city, that's for sure. I call it a Cathedral, because that's what it felt like, however, the priest never said that word.

This is a very holy place, a very spiritually important place, and when it is uncovered, there will be a religious revolution. There are treasures, texts, and bodies still in that building, and the priest is guarding it until good people find it. The first thing people will find are the green oxidized bronze/copper stains on the lava rock, then the remnants of the roof, then a small window, then the whole tower, then they will gain entrance to the main building.

Interesting. I'll be Googling this, seeing if I can find anything on this place. Maybe I can find a city that looks like the city I saw in the dream. I'll also try to find more information on the architecture of the building, and I will let you know more when I find more.

Oozer: Never Judge a Ghost by Its Cover - and a message for Tom Macreedy / Mcreedy

Oozer is a spirit that is quite disturbed. In life, he was an alcoholic, he smoked, and was surrounded in big-rigs.. which I think he's trying to communicate he either drove them, worked at a truck stop, worked on their engines/structure, and they were in his life much of the time. I think his father was a truck driver. Oozer wasn't a driver for too long, he didn't get the chance. Let me tell you more about him before I get to his death. When he was a child he was stout, which carried on until his death, he had dark hair, dark green eyes. He went to "county" school, I'm not sure what that means, but he tells me of his friend Tom Mcreedy or Macreedy - they both had blue lunch boxes and that's how they became friends. He hopes that Tom knows how much their friendship meant. In high school he was an outcast for most of it, as he spent most of his time walking in the woods by his "rusty" home. He did fairly well until he was 16, at which time things started to go downhill. I never see his mother in any of the communication. But I do see a father with large comforting hands, with a big heart. Oozer became an alcoholic shortly after, he doesn't seem to want to say how or why, but it wasn't his father's fault and he wants to communicate that firmly. He wasn't a sleazy person, he also wanted to communicate that. He liked science, that was his favorite course, he was smart, he was loyal, and he was trust worthy. The alcohol was a way for him to fill a very large gap in his life - I never saw a woman in his life, and he never spoke of one. Women weren't attracted to him, he sweat a lot, he smelled funny, he had a weird way of communicating.. maybe stuttering, maybe severe dyslexia.. personally, I don't think it's the women that didn't like him, I think that he didn't like himself and projected that on the women. I told him that, and he seemed touched, but still.. he knew that I was slightly disgusted, for the same reason he calls himself Oozer.

Why's he called Oozer? He gave himself this name after his death. His death was hot, and he sweat so much. It was as if he was in a furnace. His boots melted, steel toe. His sweat became skin (this is what he remembers, but, as I am going to post later, hopefully soon: spirits perceive their deaths differently than what actually happened). Point is, this has left him still traumatized by the death, and coupled with his self-conscious fear of being too sweaty, his afterlife projection (although he swears he wasn't aware of it) is rather disturbing. His skin looks like wax left in the hot sun for a little too long to be firm, but not long enough to be liquid. His eyes are the same way. His body hair was mostly melted away, but there is still a sooty shadow of hair on his head. His lips are melted into a fishy mouth, and his teeth are sooty black.

Apart from his ghastly appearance, no not ghastly.. shocking... he is a nice spirit. He is happier now that he can wander around like he used to in life - in the woods, yet there is still something bothering him enough to keep his "ugly" form. When spirits are perfectly OK, they usually look normal, unless they are trying to convey something. For example, if they show themselves as old and grey, they may be trying to communicate to someone they knew when they were older.. if they look young, they can be trying to communicate to someone they knew when they were younger.

The point I'm mainly trying to get through is this: ghosts, on the surface, can look very frightening. I've had many nights with the reading light kept on, or even several lights on because I'm so terrified.. but those spirits are different. Spirits that make you afraid, usually are trying to frighten you. Most of the time they can't do anything to you, they'll just freak you out until they tire of it. Some spirits CAN do some damage, but that's another post. Some spirits LOOK frightening, but can be troubled, and need help. Or they are trying to tell you something. If a spirit is on fire when you see it, use common sense and be very careful around fire. It doesn't mean the spirit's trying to scare you, it might be trying to warn you! Some may look bad because that's how they feel, and they can't project themselves any other way.

Don't judge a spirit by how it looks, judge it by how it FEELS. If you feel frightened to your core all night and day, it's time to reconsider what you're doing and try to get away from that spirit. If it looks horrid, but feels friendly, it probably is. Although there are some puckish spirits out there that can trick you anyway. Ah, so many posts to write.

Oozer finally was pleased to get his story written, and he wanted to say to Tom Macreedy (or Tom Mcreedy, whatever spelling): "I'm doing fine, I'm with George, and you were right about Katie." So if you know Tom, let him know. He has a deep-thinker look about him and he's about 5"9.. wears sports jackets without ties. Has a blemish on his lower back, on the right side, which is itchy, and Oozer says to get it checked out because it's cancerous. He wears those golf-like hats, but doesn't play golf. And Oozer shows me a picture of a taxi... He loves Tom, in a nonsexual way, and is looking over him. He's Oozer's only living loved one, (but is most likely not a relative) as he is with several of his dead relatives now.

Sorry that I can't get Oozer's name :(

How Do Spirits Communicate?

Is it with words? Is it with feelings? Moreover, and the topic of this post: HOW do they communicate? Through energy, with extra-dimensional mouths, how? They aren't flesh and blood like us, so how can they communicate??

From what I gather from spirits, how they have the ability to communicate is as much a mystery to them, as it is to us. They know a little bit more about spirits than we do, but just like us - they have a lot to learn about their own bodies. They are amazed and confused by it as we are by our own physical bodies, and they continue to experiment with different ways to use them.

One spirit, Anna-Margaret - or Anna Margo (we never really cleared that up in our conversation), told me that she was able to manipulate energy on a very basic level. She compared it to playing on the harp and said: "each string on the harp of the mind of the person I was trying to talk with would trigger a certain image or thought" and she explained that it took her and her comrade "plenty of time" to figure out how to say "Hello", and not "Boo"... lol Her comrade was and still is, not as good as her in this harp playing.

Another spirit, Atma or Atman or Atmon (again, names are hard to hear sometimes), a 19th century accountant/clerk of an Indian trader, explained it in a different way. He said that the human mind was like a beach of pebbles, the pebbles being the same as the harp string in Anna-M's figurative speech, and each time a wave (in this metaphor, a human thought) would rearrange the pebbles - making it harder to communicate. He said that people like me, that can speak to the dead, had certain pebbles that were "glued" down, and very much different than the other pebbles... bigger, more vibrantly coloured, as if to say: "here I am, now come talk with me". He said each pebble triggered a reaction in the brain of the human, one pebble would convey greetings, the other would convey anger, the other would convey a boat, the other would convey a word. He said each mind's beach stretched as far as his eyes could see, and he often wandered for very long, trying to figure out how to press the right buttons to make his family hear him. When his immediate family died, and only his grandsons and grandaughters' generation lived, he began to spend more time experimenting on strangers, thus finding a psychic one day. He likened this finding to uncovering a beach of gold, because he could finally communicate with the living - something he'd been fascinated with since a few months after his death. Atman communicates often with the dead, finding it much easier, but prefers to contact the living.

As a last example, I have a lot more but don't wish to write a novel about this post (yet), Maki or Machhi or Mah-Chi was a spirit that compared communicating with the living with (figuratively) beating words on their skulls. She said that she'd often repeat the words she wanted them to hear, hundreds of times over before they would hear. Psychics, she said, could pick them up after a good fifty to twenty times, depending on the mindstate of that psychic. If the person she was trying to contact was constantly nervous and closed, regardless if they were mediums or not, she would sometimes have to say the words for days and even weeks. She explained her slight frustration, and sometimes her frustration and intense repeating of the words would cause the person headaches, irritability, and malaise, at which point she would stop and try again later, mostly when they were asleep.

Sleep is one way that spirits can communicate much more easily, most of the spirits I have communicated with agree on that. They wait until the person is between waking and deep sleep, and then "dive" into the human. They don't always have access to the dreams of the person, but about 75% of the time (roughly, from what I gather) they can become part of the dream. Often they take their own shape, but sometimes they communicate through symbols to get across a larger message... you know, a picture's worth a 1000 words.. well 3D moving dream symbols are worth a novel if you know how to access them.

Drugs can also open the doors for spirits, opening them wide and indiscriminately. I have seen many people haunted by a spirit they let in during a very intense drug experience, a spirit that just happened to be curious or cruel. One such spirit was Malcolm, who would often look for drugged teens in order to "borrow" their bodies. He wouldn't be able to force the person into doing anything, but he could "suggest" - like in hypnotism. He would fit into a person like a marble in a glove, but would still be able to feel a fraction of what that living person feels - and boy, did he like it! Spirits often miss the physical pleasures of this world, even though they can experience similar sensations on their plane of existence, it's just not the same. Sometimes it's better on the other side, much better, but sometimes this plane is overwhelmingly different, and some spirits crave that. Many cultures use(and have used) drugs just for this reasons: to let their ancestors guide them, to lend their bodies. Deep Vodun (and other religious) trance states can easily reach this gate-opening situation without drugs.. which is much wiser, as it has less side effects, and the person being "possessed" can expel the spirit much more readily. It can be dangerous to let stranger spirits into your body with drugs, as they can decide they want permanent residence.. well, until they start missing the pleasures of the Other Side.. which can take decades depending on how old the spirit is.

Do spirits have energy? Do they eat or do they siphon it from somewhere? They have energy, very slight energy I can describe to you as the most miniscule microfilament silk strand that dances around your skin when you communicate with the spirits. Spirits tell me different things, as is usually the case - although they do 100% agree on some things. Some spirits tell me that they get their energy from the Sun, some tell me they get energy from humans, some tell me they get their energy from something deeper - something cosmic that stretches beyond what we know. I think they just can't describe or understand it yet, as we don't understand what it outside our universe, and so they come up with things like the Sun feeds them, etc. But also, Sun is up to interpretation. Many spirits use the Tarot meaning of the Sun, the archetypal meaning, so they may be using symbolism instead of literal meaning. Some were poets when they lived, and are poets in death too - and must make their communications into works of art. Some have even told me that what I feel isn't' energy, but simply, "it is my being, it's is the universe's cloth" as one very bright spirit once told me.

So can they communicate with just anyone? Absolutely. To be clear, I would say that I have never met (and gotten to know) a person who hasn't been touched by a spirit. They may see the spirit as an apparition, they may see them in symbols out of the realm of coincidence, they may see them in dreams or waking vision dreams, they may have heard their voice in their head, or felt their hand on their shoulder... all these ways and more. Whether we believe in them or not, they are here, and they are many - but most importantly: they want to talk. They have so much to say, and not even half of them think it's unethical to communicate us. Some spirits will not communicate with the living, and only watch them, and help them covertly; these spirits have a believe that noninterference will teach us the most. Other spirits believe that their wisdom can make us even more learned before we pass over to the Other Side, and want to teach us to be the most informed - so that we are not as shocked as they were upon death.

So many mysterious things! We don't know exactly how they communicate with us, but the consensus seems to be that they have the ability to suggest, like a hypnotist, but with the added bonus of being invisible when they want to be. They cannot force anyone to do anything, unless they are mentally unstable.. then it is quite common.. but that is for another post.

Remember: any significant dreams you have are most likely touched by another power, so write them down!!!

Living Cats and Spirit Cats

Many times, during a reading, I will see deceased pets: cats, dogs, rabbits, birds, snakes, and even recently a pet turtle! By far, however, cats come through the most clearly. They wander around in their living owner's homes, keeping them company, causing mischeif, and defending the family and territory. Of course with cats, family IS territory!

Living Cats
Cats are very special, and as a medium/psychic, I get to see things that normal eyes can't see. Cats are here and they are also there. As most other animals can, cats can see spirits, sense emotions, sense the near future, as well as several other psychic abilities. But cats are a little different. They have a heightened awareness of psychic/spirit energy, they are higher up on the sensory list when it comes to creatures. They aren't the highest up, I can't make that claim, as I've not been around every single animal in the world, but they're sure up there.
Ghosts know this, as they can always sense who can see them. It's like when you have that feeling you're being watched, that intense feeling, kind of a stinging sensation you're being followed/watched. Some ghosts dislike cats (and other animals) for that reason, they don't like the invasion of being seen. Ghosts can sometimes become accustomed to not being seen, and some of them even dislike psychics/mediums/children for that reason.
Most spirits don't mind, they actually LIKE being seen, so they can sometimes hang out around cats, children, mediums, etc, a little too much! Especially during times of increased need for social contact - religious holidays, anniversaries, death day, birth day, etc - they will hang around more. During some readings, I sometimes ask families to put their cats away, as it disturbs a timid spirit we're trying to contact - but most of the time they're a welcomed addition.
Sometimes, I will see spirits taunting, playing with, or even talking to cats - making owners confused, amused, and sometimes frustrated. It always amuses me to see a lonely spirit getting solace from an equally lonely cat (when their families are at work).

Spirit Cats
Spirit Cats are a joy to see. I once had a reading where a girl was collecting spirit cats (dead cats), and during the reading I saw dozens of them around the house - romping and running and preening and watching. Another time I saw a elderly woman's three cats, who kept a close eye over her - and she felt them constantly, and she saw them knock over things (especially on people they didn't think treated her very well).
I have a spirit cat, which I am so lucky to have, that has helped me through many hard times, as well as has guided me and given me hints and tips. I love cats now, especially because of this spirit cat. It is a deceased cat that sometimes saunters around the room, sometimes I ask it to find something if I can't - or when I'm sad she'll sometimes sit on my lap and I can feel her claws dig in to my thighs. It doesn't hurt like normal claws, but tingles. I'm sure some of you have had this same experience, as I see these cats all the time, and have heard many stories from patrons about them.

More to come on this later.