Hi folks,
After a ghost hunt I went on last month, I wrote up this report about it to my list. Here it is, along with an update.
-------------------------
Dear all,
I just wanted to write up a quick report about a ghost hunt I took part in last week. It was with a little paranormal investigation group in town. If you want to see, their website is at: http://www.angelfire.com/wa3/booo/
Anyway, this took place on an Indian Reservation. We met at an Indian Casino at the Lummi Indian Reservation near Bellingham, WA. Then we drove to a school counseling center where the head of the group worked at. It was a nice facility inside, very modernized, and the doors and windows were shut tight. We set up our video cameras and tape recorders at the end of a hallway where a junction lay between several offices.
After sitting down, our group leader Sherry chanted something in Native Indian that was like an incantation, calling the spirits of the area to come. I didn't really expect anything to happen, since I'm not usually sensitive to spirits. But soon, I did feel their presence. It was very strong. At first, I described it as feeling little shock waves or force fields being pressed against you. But then when someone described it as feeling "as if the room were full" then I realized that's exactly how I felt. Even though the room was empty with only the five of us, it had the feel of a crowded packed room with no where to move. As a result, it made me getting up and walking around difficult, because my senses told me that it was too crowded to move around. Out of respect, I just walked along the wall. It was weird, and although I had similar experiences in Virginia City, NV at Piper's Opera House, I had never felt it that strongly before.
It was very similar to the feeling of the spirit of Julia Bulette, the famous 19th century prostitute and actress, which could be felt in her theater box of Piper's Opera House. I used to take guests from the audience there after a show, and many of them would feel her presence as well. Some would feel an anxiety from it, as though some entity wanted them to leave and was communicating that by its thoughts. Others felt a headache or pounding on their chest. But it was noticeable, even by me, who isn't usually sensitive to these things. This all came back to mind last week, as I experienced this similar sensation at the counseling center.
During the session, we got up and took photos around the area, hoping to catch ghost orbs. While we did so, we noticed that there would be sudden breezes and temperature drops, which we objectively measured with a laser pointing temperature gauge (Sherry ordered it online), which was a trigger device with a screen on it that showed the temperature after you shot a laser pointer from it. Even I could feel the cold breeze going through in some spots, and certain offices were also unusually cold. This was in spite of the fact that the doors and windows were obviously tightly shut, and so were the vents above in the ceiling. In addition, all the other members of the group were able to occasionally see flashes of orbs, energy forms, and mists, but I couldn't. I guess they were more attuned to those kind of things than I was.
Near the end of our session, we did a meditative seance to try to communicate with these spirits. One of the ladies tried to channel one of the spirits, but had difficulty doing so, and could only make out a few words. But here's the interesting thing that happened to me. While I was sitting with my palms face up and eyes closed, I suddenly felt a cold sensation on my left palm, and then a sensation of a little hand holding my palm. I saw in my mind that it was the hand of a little girl. Perhaps it was the hand of a curious child among the ghost Indian tribe, and maybe since I am Asian, she might have thought I was one of them, so she wanted to greet me. It was pretty unusual, and I can't say whether it was real or just in my mind, but I could definitely feel the sensation of it. (and remember, I am NOT the kind of person who is usually attuned to these things, unlike others) Even after I got up, I still sort of felt that her hand was still clinging to mine. lol
After the session, we packed up and were all satisfied with how it all went, which exceeded our expectations. Even I was quite amazed, since I had expected to experience nothing. I only wished that others I know who haven't experienced these things before could too. The sense of an empty room being full, the sudden breezes, cold spots, and the little spirit child holding my hand, were all very convincing. And regardless of one's interpretation of them, the sensations of them were real nevertheless. And I was glad to experience them first-hand, rather than just hearing it from someone as just another tale. Therefore, I would suggest for the truth-seeker, that rather than judge experiences like this from the outside, colored by one's own biases, prejudices and worldview, that one experience these things first-hand for himself/herself.
In summary, I was glad to have this experience, and look forward to others like it from now on. And I would recommend, if you're interested, to look for some kind of paranormal or ghost investigation team in your area, so you can go with them and experience these kind of things with an open mind. Most towns, even one as small as mine, have such groups. If you want to find it, either look on the internet, or go to your local Unity Church or other New Age type church and ask the members there if they know of one. Chances are, they will. If you've never done them before, don't be afraid, because it's not scary or anything like in the movies. The benefit of it is that it may lead to experiences which convince you of the existence of a life after death reality.
Thanks for allowing me to share this experience with you.
Regards,
Winston
* Update: March 30
Last Friday we did a ghost hunt at that same clinic again, with different people. This time though, instead of feeling a strong presence in the room, I could sense a distinct coolness all around me. Everyone else could too. And it started immediately right after we did a chant to invite the spirits of the Indian reservation in. Now, it's not the kind of coolness you would feel if a breeze came in. There was no breeze or wind at all. It was more as if the still air in front of me suddenly dropped in temperature. It was very real all right. No question about it.
After a ghost hunt I went on last month, I wrote up this report about it to my list. Here it is, along with an update.
-------------------------
Dear all,
I just wanted to write up a quick report about a ghost hunt I took part in last week. It was with a little paranormal investigation group in town. If you want to see, their website is at: http://www.angelfire.com/wa3/booo/
Anyway, this took place on an Indian Reservation. We met at an Indian Casino at the Lummi Indian Reservation near Bellingham, WA. Then we drove to a school counseling center where the head of the group worked at. It was a nice facility inside, very modernized, and the doors and windows were shut tight. We set up our video cameras and tape recorders at the end of a hallway where a junction lay between several offices.
After sitting down, our group leader Sherry chanted something in Native Indian that was like an incantation, calling the spirits of the area to come. I didn't really expect anything to happen, since I'm not usually sensitive to spirits. But soon, I did feel their presence. It was very strong. At first, I described it as feeling little shock waves or force fields being pressed against you. But then when someone described it as feeling "as if the room were full" then I realized that's exactly how I felt. Even though the room was empty with only the five of us, it had the feel of a crowded packed room with no where to move. As a result, it made me getting up and walking around difficult, because my senses told me that it was too crowded to move around. Out of respect, I just walked along the wall. It was weird, and although I had similar experiences in Virginia City, NV at Piper's Opera House, I had never felt it that strongly before.
It was very similar to the feeling of the spirit of Julia Bulette, the famous 19th century prostitute and actress, which could be felt in her theater box of Piper's Opera House. I used to take guests from the audience there after a show, and many of them would feel her presence as well. Some would feel an anxiety from it, as though some entity wanted them to leave and was communicating that by its thoughts. Others felt a headache or pounding on their chest. But it was noticeable, even by me, who isn't usually sensitive to these things. This all came back to mind last week, as I experienced this similar sensation at the counseling center.
During the session, we got up and took photos around the area, hoping to catch ghost orbs. While we did so, we noticed that there would be sudden breezes and temperature drops, which we objectively measured with a laser pointing temperature gauge (Sherry ordered it online), which was a trigger device with a screen on it that showed the temperature after you shot a laser pointer from it. Even I could feel the cold breeze going through in some spots, and certain offices were also unusually cold. This was in spite of the fact that the doors and windows were obviously tightly shut, and so were the vents above in the ceiling. In addition, all the other members of the group were able to occasionally see flashes of orbs, energy forms, and mists, but I couldn't. I guess they were more attuned to those kind of things than I was.
Near the end of our session, we did a meditative seance to try to communicate with these spirits. One of the ladies tried to channel one of the spirits, but had difficulty doing so, and could only make out a few words. But here's the interesting thing that happened to me. While I was sitting with my palms face up and eyes closed, I suddenly felt a cold sensation on my left palm, and then a sensation of a little hand holding my palm. I saw in my mind that it was the hand of a little girl. Perhaps it was the hand of a curious child among the ghost Indian tribe, and maybe since I am Asian, she might have thought I was one of them, so she wanted to greet me. It was pretty unusual, and I can't say whether it was real or just in my mind, but I could definitely feel the sensation of it. (and remember, I am NOT the kind of person who is usually attuned to these things, unlike others) Even after I got up, I still sort of felt that her hand was still clinging to mine. lol
After the session, we packed up and were all satisfied with how it all went, which exceeded our expectations. Even I was quite amazed, since I had expected to experience nothing. I only wished that others I know who haven't experienced these things before could too. The sense of an empty room being full, the sudden breezes, cold spots, and the little spirit child holding my hand, were all very convincing. And regardless of one's interpretation of them, the sensations of them were real nevertheless. And I was glad to experience them first-hand, rather than just hearing it from someone as just another tale. Therefore, I would suggest for the truth-seeker, that rather than judge experiences like this from the outside, colored by one's own biases, prejudices and worldview, that one experience these things first-hand for himself/herself.
In summary, I was glad to have this experience, and look forward to others like it from now on. And I would recommend, if you're interested, to look for some kind of paranormal or ghost investigation team in your area, so you can go with them and experience these kind of things with an open mind. Most towns, even one as small as mine, have such groups. If you want to find it, either look on the internet, or go to your local Unity Church or other New Age type church and ask the members there if they know of one. Chances are, they will. If you've never done them before, don't be afraid, because it's not scary or anything like in the movies. The benefit of it is that it may lead to experiences which convince you of the existence of a life after death reality.
Thanks for allowing me to share this experience with you.
Regards,
Winston
* Update: March 30
Last Friday we did a ghost hunt at that same clinic again, with different people. This time though, instead of feeling a strong presence in the room, I could sense a distinct coolness all around me. Everyone else could too. And it started immediately right after we did a chant to invite the spirits of the Indian reservation in. Now, it's not the kind of coolness you would feel if a breeze came in. There was no breeze or wind at all. It was more as if the still air in front of me suddenly dropped in temperature. It was very real all right. No question about it.
