My first experience with an icky spirit happened in elementary school. It was middle-of-the-night dark, and I was too scared to breathe let alone run to my parent's bed. You can read about that here. I take it very seriously when parents say their kids are scared. Especially when the kid has never been scared …
Continue reading Monster In His Closet: Case in San Marcos, Texas
1. I'm not a Doctor. 2. I'm not a psychologist. 3. I'm no expert of ANY kind. (well, maybe Beatle trivia.) Everything I write, assume, and state regarding God, ghosts, angels, the paranormal or metaphysical, is a DIRECT result of my own personal experience. I promised never to embellish, to write exactly how it was, …
Continue reading Watched In Her Sleep: Case in New Braunfels, Texas
So. We had an 'occurrence' this week I feel worth mentioning. Christopher and I finally finished "Breaking Bad" after a two year investment. A very emotional investment, I'll add. With heavy hearts, we said good-bye to the White family, kissed, killed the lights, and went to bed. Well, he went to bed. I stayed downstairs …
I'm gonna make this short. The house is acting up again. Last week, I woke to someone scurrying into my room. I thought it was one of the kids, because of the scuttling pitter-patter of someone low to the ground. "Sophia?" I sat up quickly, sleepy. And then I got this feeling, this really horrible feeling, …
So, not only does Google maps come on the day of the Royal Wedding (seriously?), but our ghosty man may have showed up for the picture. Look to the far left window: Do you see the man peering out? You may have to zoom in a bit but I'm not editing this photo in any …
Apologies for my absence. It's not for lack of ghostly encounter. They’ve actually been super active lately (and I’ll get to that in a moment) but the truth is, I’ve been busy with my other writing. My fiction. The book I've been writing for seven years now. I swore I’d never embellish anything on this blog …
I'll make this short and sweet. I don't see ghosts every single day, but yesterday I saw one. Here's what happened. I'm at my Mom's right now. She lives in East Texas on a sprawling piece of forested land with cows, rolling hills and all the rest of it. I was walking from one room …
I was in Scotland the first time I saw a proper ghost. This was about ten years ago, I guess. Christopher and I took a train from London to Edinburgh to celebrate our engagement. We stayed with his brother's family in a very cool house I think used to be servant's quarters to the mansion next …
*the above image was captured in my home, on our dog flap. It hasn't been altered or enhanced in any way.
The first spirit I ever saw was not a good one. I won’t use the word ‘ghost’ here because ghosts, to me, imply our dearly departed (or at least something taking human form) and this was not one of those. This was something icky. And of course it was in the middle of the night. …
Jennifer Kabay 