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 …
Do You Believe In Ghosts?
*the above image was captured in my home, on our dog flap. It hasn't been altered or enhanced in any way.
The First Icky Spirit
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. …
Heaven Listens
I was going to write about my haunted house today. Locals dubbed my house "The Bone Yard" a long time ago, a tidbit we found out after signing the deed thank you very much...but something kinda cool happened this morning and I think it's worth sharing. You must know I'm a firm believer in prayer. I always tell people that "heaven listens" and most folks …
Between Space and Time
I have no outline for this blog. I'd love to be tidy and tell my stories chronologically, but really it's too hard to remember everything in order. But on this entry I will start from the beginning. Most folks can remember back to four, three years old....maybe even two. Experts say it's highly unlikely to remember anything before one year of age because that part of our …
Reluctant Psychic
I hesitate to call being psychic a ‘gift’ because ‘gift’ implies I've got something you don’t. And that is not the case. We all have intuition. But like any other skill, some are just more adept than others. I mean, we can all add but it doesn’t mean we’re good at math, right? Same thing …