Ooooh yes. I have waited until I am near a horror of a ghost to write this post. I hope it answers your question, but I also hope it does not deter you from your searching. This is a very rare occurrence - I have seen ghosts since I can remember, and I can count on my fingers and toes how many scary ones I've come into contact with.
I'm working on a reading right now, using Tarot and mostly spirits to give answers to people that need them during this dark time of year. SADS and money and speculators trying to kill the economy - strikes and anger. People need solace, they need answers. I try to give them as clear and helpful answers as I can - and with that comes deep conversation with the dead.
Among the spirits I contacted, there is one spirit that is choking me with its presence.. not literally, but pretty close to it. The really bad ones will haunt you from the inside. This one floods the room with a feeling of being watched - of feeling intense fear that is unshakable. At night it looms over my bed and waits till I'm near sleep to scare the crap out of me (not literally thank goodness) - emotionless and tireless, just a bit taller and skinnier than a human should be - and it doesn't emit sound, it's like a black hole of sound. The room gets really quiet. It emanates a feeling of panic, like the house is underwater and there's only a few minutes to get out. It's so hard to describe, I hope I'm doing a good job. It doesn't want me to finish this reading, which makes me want to finish it even more ;) - I mean, if that's not a sign of an important reading, I dunno what is. Other ghosts are put off by this one. It's so inhuman! It doesn't take the shape of a person exactly, but it looks like it's trying but maybe forgot how or why it does it. I'm curious yet I keep a respectable distance from it, as I really am chicken when it comes to juggernaut ghosts like this one.
Of course this is not the scariest ghost I've heard of, or briefly seen. I've been blessed as a medium in that aspect!
Many horror movies, shows, stories - they include ghosts or monsters that grab the heart and squeeze or try to take it out of your chest. It happens, just not literally. These spirits strike a chord in our hearts much like a sad movie or a crying child does to its mother. These spirits remind us that the afterlife is not always picturesque. Ghosts are not always friendly. Most of the time, both wonderful, but once in a while a soul does not let go anger or frustration.
It is important to remember: do not life with a ton of regrets and repression. Unload to your priest in confessional, therapist, Minister, Imam, school counsellor, Rabbi, friends, shaman, whatever spiritual guide you have, even your tax preparer or interior decorator if need be and relevance be - but don't live your life with hate and repression of hard emotions - otherwise there's a small chance you'll end up for a long time in a dark and lonely place like this spirit.
That's what makes me stop being afraid of spirits like this: it's in a limbo of repression, thought cycles of its mistakes and regrets. We have all felt the prison of our repression - we've all felt where the road of repression takes us. We stockpile anger and explode like searing volcanoes, touching everyone around us with our burning emotions. Write in a journal if you have to, a blog like this one, but trust me.. you don't want to be like this ghost. Wandering in the dark until it resolves the pain inside.. but during life it never learned ways to cope with these things.
Our bodies are not the only things that feel emotions. Spirits feel them pretty much the same with a few exceptions. They even feel physical pain like an amputee feels a ghost limb, rare, but usually part of more repression, or identifying one's personality with physical condition. I'll have more on self image and spirits later. This is about if a spirit scares me.
This spirit makes me scared on so many levels. For one, it's really scary looking. Has it worked hard on this form or has it just naturally assumed this alien shape? It's tall and lanky and has too many bends in the wrong places. Its back is curved, it is a very dark blueish shade of ash. It moves unnaturally. But the image and the panic it broadcasts is not the big thing that scares me, what scares me most is that I can't help this spirit. It won't listen to me, and it doesn't speak to me. It won't let go yet. I have great faith that it will find and open up to help.
Gotta get some work done, in spite of this creature ;)
-Me
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Nature and Purpose
Hello again, a beautiful Thursday comes along where I can write here and so of course I take that opportunity! Lately I haven't been able to answer my mail but that's about to change I hope, as I find myself more time after cutting out some obsolete activities from my life - all suddenly and quick.
You know when you've been influenced by an exterior source (spirits, nature, etc) when you change your life all of a sudden for no good reason. Like your life and mind push you to the brink of your old life until you can't handle it. You metamorphose in that minute.
I just had an experience after communing with Nature (I'll get to that later), thanking the spirits for my gift and my life and of course all the wonderful things in my life. I do not worship Nature, but I have profound respect for it - and vast reverence. It is so amazing and continues to shock me with how beautiful, complex and powerful it is. Nature persists through to the Other Side, the Summerland. I don't know how it's possible, so please don't ask me - as the answer would be nothing more than someone who's never seen to explain the colour Blue in the sky on a perfect Autumn day. You can say it's soothing and magnificent, but you can't describe the colour any more than you can describe how this colour dances with all other colours around it.
I do not understand how Nature fits into the Other Side completely, but the decease often show me massive oaks that never lose their leaves, ancient banyan trees that shelter even more ancient secrets, panoramas of endless boreal forest you could get lost in for ages. Everywhere plants stretch up towards the endless inexplicable and unexplainable light source that drenches the vista in a sense of love. Explorers can die safe in the knowledge that they'll have an endless wild to discover in the Time After. Mmm and the air is very clean. I think this is the True state of Nature that we are meant to cultivate on Earth, and one day I have seen that this will come to pass - and that makes my heart glad and at peace.
The experience I had was a moment of remembering the power of the Twilight on the Other Side (more on that in another post).. there are places where a rich pink and purple twilight permeate, so that lovers of the dark can revel in the beauty of nighttime nature. The pink and purple change in intensity and colour like the Aurora Borealis - but with more of a spectrum of colours. I won't get into it all as I'll be writing here forever on the wonders of the Other Side. We have much work to do here on Earth, we have to pull our own weight, we have to grow up and tend to our destiny in the Womb that is this life on Earth. Healing the Earth and the souls of us Children.
As I remembered this Twilight, I was filled with a sense of purpose, progress, and drive to get started. When I got home I deleted a few addictive computer games, I got rid of a lot of pass times that were draining my time instead of enhancing it... and I made a list of what I should do with my time here. I am not sure if it's a deceased human that filled me with this energy, but it was all encompassing.
Now I go to do some Hatha Yoga and contemplate this some more. I can't wait to write my next experience (past or present) and share it with you.
Have a purposeful day, with love,
Me :)
You know when you've been influenced by an exterior source (spirits, nature, etc) when you change your life all of a sudden for no good reason. Like your life and mind push you to the brink of your old life until you can't handle it. You metamorphose in that minute.
I just had an experience after communing with Nature (I'll get to that later), thanking the spirits for my gift and my life and of course all the wonderful things in my life. I do not worship Nature, but I have profound respect for it - and vast reverence. It is so amazing and continues to shock me with how beautiful, complex and powerful it is. Nature persists through to the Other Side, the Summerland. I don't know how it's possible, so please don't ask me - as the answer would be nothing more than someone who's never seen to explain the colour Blue in the sky on a perfect Autumn day. You can say it's soothing and magnificent, but you can't describe the colour any more than you can describe how this colour dances with all other colours around it.
I do not understand how Nature fits into the Other Side completely, but the decease often show me massive oaks that never lose their leaves, ancient banyan trees that shelter even more ancient secrets, panoramas of endless boreal forest you could get lost in for ages. Everywhere plants stretch up towards the endless inexplicable and unexplainable light source that drenches the vista in a sense of love. Explorers can die safe in the knowledge that they'll have an endless wild to discover in the Time After. Mmm and the air is very clean. I think this is the True state of Nature that we are meant to cultivate on Earth, and one day I have seen that this will come to pass - and that makes my heart glad and at peace.
The experience I had was a moment of remembering the power of the Twilight on the Other Side (more on that in another post).. there are places where a rich pink and purple twilight permeate, so that lovers of the dark can revel in the beauty of nighttime nature. The pink and purple change in intensity and colour like the Aurora Borealis - but with more of a spectrum of colours. I won't get into it all as I'll be writing here forever on the wonders of the Other Side. We have much work to do here on Earth, we have to pull our own weight, we have to grow up and tend to our destiny in the Womb that is this life on Earth. Healing the Earth and the souls of us Children.
As I remembered this Twilight, I was filled with a sense of purpose, progress, and drive to get started. When I got home I deleted a few addictive computer games, I got rid of a lot of pass times that were draining my time instead of enhancing it... and I made a list of what I should do with my time here. I am not sure if it's a deceased human that filled me with this energy, but it was all encompassing.
Now I go to do some Hatha Yoga and contemplate this some more. I can't wait to write my next experience (past or present) and share it with you.
Have a purposeful day, with love,
Me :)
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Ghost Gatherings: Families
Sometimes I'll find large groups of spirits together, and a great interest and primitive fear instinct takes over. The interest usually wins out over the fear: the fear that all of these ghosts will attach or temporarily follow someone like me who can clearly see them and make eye contact. Ghosts love to be heard, seen, and understood. Just like we do.
Some spirits travel or stay put in groups. Some are familial groups, others died together, others share a love or hatred toward something or person, others just had "an instinct pull" - as one spirit explained - to a specific area or patrol area. Part one is Family.
These are usually wonderful.. what's better than staying forever with your family? On the other side of that coin however: what's worse than staying forever with your family.
Some of us have been blessed with loving families that we could joyfully picture ourselves with, spending decades of time growing and learning about one another and truly bonding with permanently. These family groups usually stay here to take care of their decedents, great grand kids are like soap operas in which you have vested interest. They protect and guide and offer solace during hardships. This family grouping isn't Earthbound, as many psychics/mediums would say - but they are free to travel the worlds opened up to them at the time of death.. and that includes this one. It's not a one way ticket to what people call Heaven or Shangrila, Nirvana, Summerland and so on - it's more like having a computer with endless tabs and windows they can switch from at lightening speeds. They're not encumbered by time, not restrained by flesh and its weaknesses. I have witnessed countless happy family groupings, and most people have quite a bunch of these in their corner.. so to speak! Know that loving family members never abandon or forget about you, instead, they will follow you through your life and do their best to help you to safety and reach your potential. If you ask for help, they will come.
But then, in a saddening contrast, there are also family groups tied by trauma or deep seated hatred, or a feeling of hellish obligation. We'll go through each of the aforementioned types but know that these aren't the only reasons why the negative family stays together Posthumously, there are countless reasons, but these are the ones I've seen the most in spirit families.
Trauma can hold a family together, if most of the spirits haven't fully healed from a trauma. These traumas can be anytime during their life, perimortem, or even way after death if their living family is greatly affected. This traumatic bond can either heal the members of the family and bring them closer - or blame cycles can break them apart into strangers.
I wish to write more, but that'll have to wait :)
Some spirits travel or stay put in groups. Some are familial groups, others died together, others share a love or hatred toward something or person, others just had "an instinct pull" - as one spirit explained - to a specific area or patrol area. Part one is Family.
Family Groupings
These are usually wonderful.. what's better than staying forever with your family? On the other side of that coin however: what's worse than staying forever with your family.
Some of us have been blessed with loving families that we could joyfully picture ourselves with, spending decades of time growing and learning about one another and truly bonding with permanently. These family groups usually stay here to take care of their decedents, great grand kids are like soap operas in which you have vested interest. They protect and guide and offer solace during hardships. This family grouping isn't Earthbound, as many psychics/mediums would say - but they are free to travel the worlds opened up to them at the time of death.. and that includes this one. It's not a one way ticket to what people call Heaven or Shangrila, Nirvana, Summerland and so on - it's more like having a computer with endless tabs and windows they can switch from at lightening speeds. They're not encumbered by time, not restrained by flesh and its weaknesses. I have witnessed countless happy family groupings, and most people have quite a bunch of these in their corner.. so to speak! Know that loving family members never abandon or forget about you, instead, they will follow you through your life and do their best to help you to safety and reach your potential. If you ask for help, they will come.
But then, in a saddening contrast, there are also family groups tied by trauma or deep seated hatred, or a feeling of hellish obligation. We'll go through each of the aforementioned types but know that these aren't the only reasons why the negative family stays together Posthumously, there are countless reasons, but these are the ones I've seen the most in spirit families.
Trauma can hold a family together, if most of the spirits haven't fully healed from a trauma. These traumas can be anytime during their life, perimortem, or even way after death if their living family is greatly affected. This traumatic bond can either heal the members of the family and bring them closer - or blame cycles can break them apart into strangers.
I wish to write more, but that'll have to wait :)
Monday, June 16, 2008
Lafleche Caves, Quebec, Second Visit: Little Girl Ghost, Two Boys, and Creepy Cretins.
June 6th, 2008: Finally I get some time to write this experience out, I've been busy with upcoming events and health problems.. and so I haven't had a good enough moment to start.
(Update on day of posting June 16th - Sorry about the delay there was lots going on for me, including my best friend getting married this month!!!)
First of all, I find second visits to a place of interesting spirits a more detailed experience. The spirits primarily know that you can see them truly, and they know that you're not going to misuse the information they give you. Although some spirits love it when you use their info for most unscrupulous pursuits, I just don't like bad Karma so I stay away from it. I suggest everyone do the same, but of course I'm not Grand Mom to the Universe.. lol.
The Cave is beautiful during Winter Months (yes it's been that long since I've had the notes and need to write this!). Icicles are giant, like walking sticks poking out of the sandy rock at your feet, and very spectacular are the condensation-covered bats huddling together in sleepy droves. You'll see pictures in a minute. I could see why some ghosts wish to stay there, every season brings a new magic to the park and cave. The only problem with ice is that it can create false orbs!! So I've only included the interesting orbs.
As Marc and Cornelie of Lafleche take us through the cave, I can hear whispers of children, groaning of a few morally bankrupt men, pleas from those who have died in such quick tragedy, near silent groups of touristic type ghosts commenting about the cave, and old spirits flowing from chamber to chamber. The first visit I was more focused on not falling (I'm a klutz), and I had no clue the place was haunted so I didn't meditate prior to coming at all. My brain needs to be focused to hear the "quieter" goings on, so to speak.
The Little Girl Ghost "Lor"
Wearing a dress over pants (cuffs are rolled up on the pants as they are much too long for her), rubber boots, a light coloured T-Shirt, messy blond hair, big adorable eyes, button nose, and lots and lots of big wide smiles, the Little Girl is my favorite of the ghosts I encountered here. I think she said her name was Lorrie or Lauren - a Lor name, due to her Lor nickname. I know, not very detailed a name, but sometimes I lack details I really want to grasp. It's like wanting to hold a wild bird, if you even move in too much earnest, it'll fly away. But I did get some rather unexpected details.
She showed me some jumping jacks in her right hand, and told me, "My Father made them." Now either he worked/works at a toy factory, or he just wanted to make the toy more precious by saying he made them. I don't think her mother and father are dead yet, as I didn't see them around her, and she gets a little sad when thinking of them.
Lor loves bats. She wants to protect them, and often cautioned me because my helmet was waay too close to a little baby bat or a small cluster of bats. The ceiling can be low in certain places, but still comfortable. She also loves the story of the porcupines as told by Marc - if you haven't been already, all the cavers turn their lights off for a little while as Marc tells a story.
In that same area, she sits on a bench next to me as my significant other and the cave experts to another area. She wanted me to herself, which reminds me of my nephews. Kids love to have undivided attention, and I could see that she was irritated by my attention being taken from all present. She also loved Marc and Cornelie's attention, as once in a while it appeared they were looking right at her. I'm not sure if they have a gift, as it's not for me to say (only the person with the Gift can tell you if they are or not) - but it really appeared as though they looked at her on a couple of occasions. I find that a great number of people do this - look at ghosts straight on but swear they couldn't see anything. This is a matter of great interest for me, and I wonder if people can see Them on another level, or rather sense.
Anyways, throughout my entire visit inside the cave, she was there - showing me where there were passages. The Guides nodded to me every time, ensuring me this was true - which of course made Lor really pleased. Also, and I'm not at moral liberty to say where, she said that there were "hidden goodies" that she didn't want the "bad men" to get. She wanted Marc to find them. She explained that they are treasures, to her, and really were precious to her personally. She continues to say that the secret passages is where she plays for hours, listening to echoes, finding patterns in the rock, communicating with the bats (she called it "telling stories" to and with the bats), and finding her treasures.
On a sad note, she explained, as she did the time before but in a less obvious way (I couldn't even see her the time before when I visited, just impressions) that she had died falling. She showed me how her ribs felt, her bones, crackling and there was so much pressure on her. She felt like a bunch of sticks under an elephant's foot. She does not like to climb stairs.
Lor, like any child who has died before the muddy waters of the loss of innocence, is a wonderful spirit with eternal optimism and a light as sweet and glowing as a sunrise on the perfect day. I can't express how wonderful it is to be in the company of Child Spirits. This is not, of course, a rule that cannot be broken. I have met many ghosts stripped of their innocence at a very young age, and they feel old and dusty way before their time. I will post about this later, for now we focus on the caves, otherwise I'll never be done this article. Lor is one of those Child Spirits that hasn't been broken emotionally, and that makes her friendly, darling, and open minded to anyone she comes across. So far she just doesn't like "Jacques" another spirit we will go onto in juxtaposition to Lor.
"Jacques"
Very dissimilar from Lor is a middle aged (in appearance only) spirit that threw a whole bunch of typical french names at me. Either his name is really Jean-Luc Jacques, or he was making fun of me, withholding his real name.. as many spirits know that irritates me. Why? Well I like to research into the lives of these spirits, and without a real name, it's very difficult. We will call him Jacques in this article, to perhaps assuage his Puckish nature.
He loves to scare the little girl, and enjoys it. All throughout the tour, he was trying to scare people around me - but to no avail. They couldn't see him! Frustrating for him of course. He tried to scare me a couple of times, and of course succeeded a couple of times.
Jacques has an uneven and pointed beard, with a messy mustache. His right shoulder is lower than the left, in a leaning posture. He has a hairy chest which is seen as his dirty shirt is unbuttoned a few buttons, he may have a wooden tooth or just a badly rotten tooth that appears the same colour as wood. He looks sleazy, baggy clothes, belly showing due to his short shirt and jacket.. perhaps torn (shirt). He's definitely a criminal, and very proud of it.
He walks with a limp, is a heavy smoker of weird brown cigarettes (maybe cigarillos?) and he has a distinctive sweaty smell. He feels as though the cave is his territory, as it was in life.
The word Chasseur comes up frequently when I see him, the French word for Hunter, however it may be a word that merely sound like Chasseur.
He has two Native American companions, both speak French well, English, and a language I don't understand - perhaps their native tongue. In live they used the cave as temporary storage of their stolen goods, but quickly moved it out when it was ready to be sold. He is most prominent near the Diving Area - where he shoves people a little, but to no avail other than a slight feeling of pressure. He's not what I would consider a dangerous ghost, just a little tiny bit of a bully. In life, however, he was dangerous: a fan of torture, extortion, murder.
(Addendum on June 2nd, 10:39pm) - After writing this, I began having some rather bad experiences. Bad, horrible emotions, that came out of no where. A shadowy figure. I retract my earlier words that this spirit isn't dangerous, he is dangerous and I will put a measure of care when speaking about this one. I also saw there is a "Voyageur" connection to him.
Native Boy
13-16 years old, this young man was crushed, suffocated, and although he was very prone to stupid risks, he was brave and had great love for his family. He was searching for something his sister either left, or wanted, near the cave. As he searched for the item, he fell into a little hole - just small enough for him to land almost at the bottom. He tried to climb, wiggle his way back up, but it was too tight, and lose stones threatened him. So he wriggled down, hoping there was a way out through this hole. He remembered learning something about water erosion and how it can bore holes through solid rock over time.. and so he sensed that there was a way out. As he continued to climb down, he heard more stones loosened and then a great crack. A large amount of stones, including a couple of big ones, crushed him into a horizontal part of that erosion hole. After only moments, he died - his body pushed into an unnatural shape. As he left his body and understood he was meeting his death - he felt awful that his sister's wish went unanswered. He felt awful for his family.
At first when I encountered him, I saw a squished body, much like the Lindow Man (a preserved human who was mummified by bog). "Alulu" I'm not sure what that means, but he says it whenever I see his body. I will Google it after I write this, as I don't want to colour this particular communication. Anyways, there was a marking on his left cheek - like a star (the Native young man, not the Lindow Man), his left foot bent completely out of shape, his right leg tucked in, right arm over his right leg, and his left arm behind his head - almost appearing like he was comfortably in sleep. His neck is visibly broken. Of course he feels no pain anymore, only the confusion of "where is my body?" as no one has found it. He may be mistaken about the actual location of his body, as I am told it is in a place where he could not have possibly gotten into.
The Two Friends
Two young boys, having fun, smiling, running around the cave just being boys. It's a glimpse into heaven - being able to play with your best buddy whenever you want, whatever you want, however you want! They died in a minivan crash nearby and during their many endless hours of exploring - found Lafleche Caves. They tend to stay close to the entrance and exit, and play - explore - and talk to one another. One has a fishing hat, and a fishing vest with many pockets (green vest, dark grey khaki hat) - he has a sharp featured face and the freshness of youth is strong in his features and skin. The other boy has curly hair, sometimes a similar hat as his friend, and a walking stick or perhaps a "weapon" in a game (it's a sturdy straight branch).
Black Cloud + Tourist Spirits
As you enter the final chamber of the caves, you go down a small flight of metal stairs. As I was climbing down I got a very sinister feeling and turned around: there was a massive black cloud coming towards me and my group. I wanted to leave the cave then and there. Marc, our guide, told us about a tire fire that had been lit - and so it made me wonder. Was this an apparition, as in a spirit, or was it just a snapshot of the past? I sensed no communication in this cloud other than a very distinct urge to get out.
Right after those aforementioned steps, I saw a group of tourists waiting for their photo to be taken. I am not sure if all the spirits mentioned in this article will stay here forever, or if some are merely passing by - like these tourist spirits.
(Update on day of posting June 16th - Sorry about the delay there was lots going on for me, including my best friend getting married this month!!!)
First of all, I find second visits to a place of interesting spirits a more detailed experience. The spirits primarily know that you can see them truly, and they know that you're not going to misuse the information they give you. Although some spirits love it when you use their info for most unscrupulous pursuits, I just don't like bad Karma so I stay away from it. I suggest everyone do the same, but of course I'm not Grand Mom to the Universe.. lol.
The Cave is beautiful during Winter Months (yes it's been that long since I've had the notes and need to write this!). Icicles are giant, like walking sticks poking out of the sandy rock at your feet, and very spectacular are the condensation-covered bats huddling together in sleepy droves. You'll see pictures in a minute. I could see why some ghosts wish to stay there, every season brings a new magic to the park and cave. The only problem with ice is that it can create false orbs!! So I've only included the interesting orbs.
As Marc and Cornelie of Lafleche take us through the cave, I can hear whispers of children, groaning of a few morally bankrupt men, pleas from those who have died in such quick tragedy, near silent groups of touristic type ghosts commenting about the cave, and old spirits flowing from chamber to chamber. The first visit I was more focused on not falling (I'm a klutz), and I had no clue the place was haunted so I didn't meditate prior to coming at all. My brain needs to be focused to hear the "quieter" goings on, so to speak.
The Little Girl Ghost "Lor"
Wearing a dress over pants (cuffs are rolled up on the pants as they are much too long for her), rubber boots, a light coloured T-Shirt, messy blond hair, big adorable eyes, button nose, and lots and lots of big wide smiles, the Little Girl is my favorite of the ghosts I encountered here. I think she said her name was Lorrie or Lauren - a Lor name, due to her Lor nickname. I know, not very detailed a name, but sometimes I lack details I really want to grasp. It's like wanting to hold a wild bird, if you even move in too much earnest, it'll fly away. But I did get some rather unexpected details.
She showed me some jumping jacks in her right hand, and told me, "My Father made them." Now either he worked/works at a toy factory, or he just wanted to make the toy more precious by saying he made them. I don't think her mother and father are dead yet, as I didn't see them around her, and she gets a little sad when thinking of them.
Lor loves bats. She wants to protect them, and often cautioned me because my helmet was waay too close to a little baby bat or a small cluster of bats. The ceiling can be low in certain places, but still comfortable. She also loves the story of the porcupines as told by Marc - if you haven't been already, all the cavers turn their lights off for a little while as Marc tells a story.
In that same area, she sits on a bench next to me as my significant other and the cave experts to another area. She wanted me to herself, which reminds me of my nephews. Kids love to have undivided attention, and I could see that she was irritated by my attention being taken from all present. She also loved Marc and Cornelie's attention, as once in a while it appeared they were looking right at her. I'm not sure if they have a gift, as it's not for me to say (only the person with the Gift can tell you if they are or not) - but it really appeared as though they looked at her on a couple of occasions. I find that a great number of people do this - look at ghosts straight on but swear they couldn't see anything. This is a matter of great interest for me, and I wonder if people can see Them on another level, or rather sense.
Anyways, throughout my entire visit inside the cave, she was there - showing me where there were passages. The Guides nodded to me every time, ensuring me this was true - which of course made Lor really pleased. Also, and I'm not at moral liberty to say where, she said that there were "hidden goodies" that she didn't want the "bad men" to get. She wanted Marc to find them. She explained that they are treasures, to her, and really were precious to her personally. She continues to say that the secret passages is where she plays for hours, listening to echoes, finding patterns in the rock, communicating with the bats (she called it "telling stories" to and with the bats), and finding her treasures.
On a sad note, she explained, as she did the time before but in a less obvious way (I couldn't even see her the time before when I visited, just impressions) that she had died falling. She showed me how her ribs felt, her bones, crackling and there was so much pressure on her. She felt like a bunch of sticks under an elephant's foot. She does not like to climb stairs.
Lor, like any child who has died before the muddy waters of the loss of innocence, is a wonderful spirit with eternal optimism and a light as sweet and glowing as a sunrise on the perfect day. I can't express how wonderful it is to be in the company of Child Spirits. This is not, of course, a rule that cannot be broken. I have met many ghosts stripped of their innocence at a very young age, and they feel old and dusty way before their time. I will post about this later, for now we focus on the caves, otherwise I'll never be done this article. Lor is one of those Child Spirits that hasn't been broken emotionally, and that makes her friendly, darling, and open minded to anyone she comes across. So far she just doesn't like "Jacques" another spirit we will go onto in juxtaposition to Lor.
"Jacques"
Very dissimilar from Lor is a middle aged (in appearance only) spirit that threw a whole bunch of typical french names at me. Either his name is really Jean-Luc Jacques, or he was making fun of me, withholding his real name.. as many spirits know that irritates me. Why? Well I like to research into the lives of these spirits, and without a real name, it's very difficult. We will call him Jacques in this article, to perhaps assuage his Puckish nature.
He loves to scare the little girl, and enjoys it. All throughout the tour, he was trying to scare people around me - but to no avail. They couldn't see him! Frustrating for him of course. He tried to scare me a couple of times, and of course succeeded a couple of times.
Jacques has an uneven and pointed beard, with a messy mustache. His right shoulder is lower than the left, in a leaning posture. He has a hairy chest which is seen as his dirty shirt is unbuttoned a few buttons, he may have a wooden tooth or just a badly rotten tooth that appears the same colour as wood. He looks sleazy, baggy clothes, belly showing due to his short shirt and jacket.. perhaps torn (shirt). He's definitely a criminal, and very proud of it.
He walks with a limp, is a heavy smoker of weird brown cigarettes (maybe cigarillos?) and he has a distinctive sweaty smell. He feels as though the cave is his territory, as it was in life.
The word Chasseur comes up frequently when I see him, the French word for Hunter, however it may be a word that merely sound like Chasseur.
He has two Native American companions, both speak French well, English, and a language I don't understand - perhaps their native tongue. In live they used the cave as temporary storage of their stolen goods, but quickly moved it out when it was ready to be sold. He is most prominent near the Diving Area - where he shoves people a little, but to no avail other than a slight feeling of pressure. He's not what I would consider a dangerous ghost, just a little tiny bit of a bully. In life, however, he was dangerous: a fan of torture, extortion, murder.
(Addendum on June 2nd, 10:39pm) - After writing this, I began having some rather bad experiences. Bad, horrible emotions, that came out of no where. A shadowy figure. I retract my earlier words that this spirit isn't dangerous, he is dangerous and I will put a measure of care when speaking about this one. I also saw there is a "Voyageur" connection to him.
Native Boy
13-16 years old, this young man was crushed, suffocated, and although he was very prone to stupid risks, he was brave and had great love for his family. He was searching for something his sister either left, or wanted, near the cave. As he searched for the item, he fell into a little hole - just small enough for him to land almost at the bottom. He tried to climb, wiggle his way back up, but it was too tight, and lose stones threatened him. So he wriggled down, hoping there was a way out through this hole. He remembered learning something about water erosion and how it can bore holes through solid rock over time.. and so he sensed that there was a way out. As he continued to climb down, he heard more stones loosened and then a great crack. A large amount of stones, including a couple of big ones, crushed him into a horizontal part of that erosion hole. After only moments, he died - his body pushed into an unnatural shape. As he left his body and understood he was meeting his death - he felt awful that his sister's wish went unanswered. He felt awful for his family.
At first when I encountered him, I saw a squished body, much like the Lindow Man (a preserved human who was mummified by bog). "Alulu" I'm not sure what that means, but he says it whenever I see his body. I will Google it after I write this, as I don't want to colour this particular communication. Anyways, there was a marking on his left cheek - like a star (the Native young man, not the Lindow Man), his left foot bent completely out of shape, his right leg tucked in, right arm over his right leg, and his left arm behind his head - almost appearing like he was comfortably in sleep. His neck is visibly broken. Of course he feels no pain anymore, only the confusion of "where is my body?" as no one has found it. He may be mistaken about the actual location of his body, as I am told it is in a place where he could not have possibly gotten into.
The Two Friends
Two young boys, having fun, smiling, running around the cave just being boys. It's a glimpse into heaven - being able to play with your best buddy whenever you want, whatever you want, however you want! They died in a minivan crash nearby and during their many endless hours of exploring - found Lafleche Caves. They tend to stay close to the entrance and exit, and play - explore - and talk to one another. One has a fishing hat, and a fishing vest with many pockets (green vest, dark grey khaki hat) - he has a sharp featured face and the freshness of youth is strong in his features and skin. The other boy has curly hair, sometimes a similar hat as his friend, and a walking stick or perhaps a "weapon" in a game (it's a sturdy straight branch).
Black Cloud + Tourist Spirits
As you enter the final chamber of the caves, you go down a small flight of metal stairs. As I was climbing down I got a very sinister feeling and turned around: there was a massive black cloud coming towards me and my group. I wanted to leave the cave then and there. Marc, our guide, told us about a tire fire that had been lit - and so it made me wonder. Was this an apparition, as in a spirit, or was it just a snapshot of the past? I sensed no communication in this cloud other than a very distinct urge to get out.
Right after those aforementioned steps, I saw a group of tourists waiting for their photo to be taken. I am not sure if all the spirits mentioned in this article will stay here forever, or if some are merely passing by - like these tourist spirits.
Thus ends this article #2 on the caves. There's a lot more I'd like to write but I will save it for another article, as I really really want to post this. I saw some things that I'm afraid to write, and other things I think would be dangerous to write. Overall the place is safe, but also very populated with spirits - hence my second trip. If you don't want to see spirits, just be strong in that want and generally the mind's fail safes will click in and stop you from seeing things. If you wish to experience spirits, this is a great place to start. Open your mind, put aside your fears, and let the impressions roll over you without clasping onto them. Overall, I would advise that you respect the spirits here, as there is a spirit in there that definitely doesn't like to be taken lightly; I would advise that you enjoy the impressions you get and learn to open yourself to that other side of this fantastic universe.
Many thanks to the staff at Lafleche Caves, who were very welcoming, accommodating, and above all else - friends. :)
Till next time, and photos will be posted later on this article.
Postscript: I am still quite ill so please please please pardon me for taking soooo long to write back. Months seem to be a good estimate of how long it takes me, please don't take offense.
Coming up: Ghost Gatherings - why some spirits group together; Cornwall Historical Jail in Ontario; and much more.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Need Help with Translation
Hello again! On this lovely Spring day I've lots to talk about but will be brief for now. I've almost got the Lafleche Caves part II done (editing for spelling and grammar.. as I have many issues in those departments.. lol).
I was in the mall when a skinless deceased (and very apparently male) sprit saw that I made eye contact with him. Silly, yes, but sometimes I do that automatically and now I think I should walk with my eyes directed to the ground. Anyways, he keeps saying a few things over and over and has followed me to my significant other's home. If you can translate, please write to my email address.
Here is what he is repeating somewhat sporadically, and in much exasperation that I don't know what he's talking about. Spelled phoenetically:
"kouda bita (my SO said it could be the German word Bitte as the words are pronounced the same) omb(r?)adray kulos maie" Short, and not always in the same order with a couple of words, as sometimes he gets more upset. e=mc squared is also something that flashes into my mind as he speaks.. but this could mean "Relative" "Relativity" or intelligence or ? Aongory is also said, and I'm wondering if it's an accented person saying "Angry"
I can't see his ethnicity due to lack of skin, so I have no idea. Let me know if you have an idea.
For reasons of protecting me from evil spammers, I am going to write out the address with many spaces (irregular spacing, and the hyphen is part of the email. I know it's a pain but I already get about 200 a day so I need to find a way to stop that ever increasing number.
a r oo u l u - d e a d c o n v e r sa tions @ y a hoo .ca
Hugs
Me.
I was in the mall when a skinless deceased (and very apparently male) sprit saw that I made eye contact with him. Silly, yes, but sometimes I do that automatically and now I think I should walk with my eyes directed to the ground. Anyways, he keeps saying a few things over and over and has followed me to my significant other's home. If you can translate, please write to my email address.
Here is what he is repeating somewhat sporadically, and in much exasperation that I don't know what he's talking about. Spelled phoenetically:
"kouda bita (my SO said it could be the German word Bitte as the words are pronounced the same) omb(r?)adray kulos maie" Short, and not always in the same order with a couple of words, as sometimes he gets more upset. e=mc squared is also something that flashes into my mind as he speaks.. but this could mean "Relative" "Relativity" or intelligence or ? Aongory is also said, and I'm wondering if it's an accented person saying "Angry"
I can't see his ethnicity due to lack of skin, so I have no idea. Let me know if you have an idea.
For reasons of protecting me from evil spammers, I am going to write out the address with many spaces (irregular spacing, and the hyphen is part of the email. I know it's a pain but I already get about 200 a day so I need to find a way to stop that ever increasing number.
a r oo u l u - d e a d c o n v e r sa tions @ y a hoo .ca
Hugs
Me.
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Wedding stuff
My friend's wedding is coming up soon, and as the maid of honor I'm quite busy. Thus writing back to emails is difficult at the moment :(
I will get back to your messages asap, and I will post the new articles asap.
Hugs
Me.
I will get back to your messages asap, and I will post the new articles asap.
Hugs
Me.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Why do I sometimes feel intense specific fear when spirits are around?
This was an excellent question posed by Julie and a few other readers and friends.
Do you ever feel like there are people around you and fear overwhelms you? Like you have to run away and hide from it? That sinking feeling you're being watched or told to get out?
Well first off, there must be mention of mental disorders, as I do not want to reinforce mental illness by saying it's ALWAYS ghosts. Paranoia, Schizophrenia, Anxiety Disorder, and a host of other challenges can cause this feeling - so if you suffer from any mental illness, take that into consideration first. There may not be any ghosts around you, but your brain is making you think that. Brains are double edged swords sometimes, so to speak.
Next, I believe we all have a varying extent of psychic ability. Just like people have varying extents of sensory ability - like I can see more colours than some people can see, or smell things that most people can - but I can't see that far and I have overly sensitive hearing (I can hear less but more loudly). Some people have 20/20 or better vision, and others need special glasses just to see a little bit.
You might be psychic and not know it, and your brain is telling you there are spirits around, or something bad or important is going to happen, or happening. Recently I felt sad, grieving anxious, and fearful for no reason, and then my friend called me with a death in the family. Perhaps when you get that feeling - someone in your circle of loved ones is sick or in trouble. When you feel really horrible fear/panic and you have no history of mental illness, you might want to call your friends and family to see how they're doing. Don't tell them you have a bad feeling unless you have some kind of specifics - even a vague sense of what's wrong.. like "Don't get into your car till tomorrow" or "don't walk home tonight, get a cab" or "go visit the doctor, and get him to check out your lungs".
You might be sensing spirits, and they can vaguely sense or observe that you are sensing them.. and they might be frustrated that you can't hear them.
You may be feeling a message from a spirit but you're unable to decipher it due to lack of practice or fine tuning your skills.
You may be in the presence of a malevolent spirit, in which case just get out of the room or area. If you have no choice, like if it's at work or home or school, keep thinking or saying (depending on if there are people watching) "please leave me alone" or "I can't understand you."
(I'll add more to this later)
Do you ever feel like there are people around you and fear overwhelms you? Like you have to run away and hide from it? That sinking feeling you're being watched or told to get out?
Well first off, there must be mention of mental disorders, as I do not want to reinforce mental illness by saying it's ALWAYS ghosts. Paranoia, Schizophrenia, Anxiety Disorder, and a host of other challenges can cause this feeling - so if you suffer from any mental illness, take that into consideration first. There may not be any ghosts around you, but your brain is making you think that. Brains are double edged swords sometimes, so to speak.
Next, I believe we all have a varying extent of psychic ability. Just like people have varying extents of sensory ability - like I can see more colours than some people can see, or smell things that most people can - but I can't see that far and I have overly sensitive hearing (I can hear less but more loudly). Some people have 20/20 or better vision, and others need special glasses just to see a little bit.
You might be psychic and not know it, and your brain is telling you there are spirits around, or something bad or important is going to happen, or happening. Recently I felt sad, grieving anxious, and fearful for no reason, and then my friend called me with a death in the family. Perhaps when you get that feeling - someone in your circle of loved ones is sick or in trouble. When you feel really horrible fear/panic and you have no history of mental illness, you might want to call your friends and family to see how they're doing. Don't tell them you have a bad feeling unless you have some kind of specifics - even a vague sense of what's wrong.. like "Don't get into your car till tomorrow" or "don't walk home tonight, get a cab" or "go visit the doctor, and get him to check out your lungs".
You might be sensing spirits, and they can vaguely sense or observe that you are sensing them.. and they might be frustrated that you can't hear them.
You may be feeling a message from a spirit but you're unable to decipher it due to lack of practice or fine tuning your skills.
You may be in the presence of a malevolent spirit, in which case just get out of the room or area. If you have no choice, like if it's at work or home or school, keep thinking or saying (depending on if there are people watching) "please leave me alone" or "I can't understand you."
(I'll add more to this later)
Friday, February 22, 2008
Upcoming articles
Hello readers :)
Thanks for all the great mail! I hope you all aren't discouraged when I take time to write back - I wait till I have the time to properly and thoroughly write back. I read them all as they come, however, and they're a highlight to my day.
I'm working on a few things now, and my wish is that all will get done before summer.. health and time willing.
Thanks for all the great mail! I hope you all aren't discouraged when I take time to write back - I wait till I have the time to properly and thoroughly write back. I read them all as they come, however, and they're a highlight to my day.
I'm working on a few things now, and my wish is that all will get done before summer.. health and time willing.
- Lafleche Caves Part II - I recently went back, got more photos, and communicated with more dead. Much more information this time, confirmed by the wonderful staff/crew.
- Dousing with the Dead - sensing water, minerals, "treasure", and other such things using the dead.
- Children and the Dead - an email recently inspired me to write about how to tell if your children see/sense the dead, and if it's a positive or a negative thing.
- The Haunted Jail of Cornwall
- The Ghost of the Natural History Museum in Ottawa
- The Cumberland Heritage Inn Ghost
- The Chateau Laurier Ghost
- And more articles answering your questions.
For anti-spam purposes, I've spaced out the letters in my email address, as I already get about 80-100 spam mails per DAY. So write out the following without ANY spaces, and you'll reach me pronto.
a r oo lu - de ad co nv er sa tions @yaho o .ca
Sincerely and Excitedly,
Your Medium Friend
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