For those who have visited this blog in the past, I have decided to restart it so I can more effectively detail what has been happening in our home on a daily basis. I had fallen behind on my entries and decided it would be easier to just start all over again. With that in mind, here is a quick overview of what has happen to date.
History to Date:
I bought my home in the mid 90’s and knew right away that something was not “right” about it. What exactly happened at the time to make me feel this way, I can’t tell you; other than I felt as if someone was watching me. Now some might say, well .. did you consider the possibility that you could have been experiencing false, man-made EMF fluctuations due to the old wiring in your home?
To be honest with you, I knew nothing of EMF fluctuations at the time. All I knew was that my house felt as if something or someone was there that shouldn’t have been. And it wasn’t the first time I had experienced something out of the ordinary.
In fact, I have always had something strange going on in my life. Whether it be feeling something sit down on the edge of my bed, or the frequent visits in my dreams from my beloved, departed grandmother, or the appearance of a black shadowy figure standing in the doorway of my bedroom (now that’s another story I’ll have to go into sometime in the near future). So for me to “feel” something was not right in my new home .. well this was not unusual for me.
So what did I do at the time? Well .. being very spiritually minded (in Christian terms I considered myself a “prayer warrior”, and had a pretty strong understanding of “spiritual warfare”), I immediately set about doing a Christian-type cleansing, using blessed olive oil and praise music.
At first this didn’t seem to work. It wasn’t until my Dad and I decided to remove the built-in, handmade workbench in my garage that the “negative” feelings I was experiencing departed. Having “successfully” ridden my home of the supposed “negative” energy, I went on about the business of being a first-time home owner.
It wasn’t until later, when friends and family started relating to me their stories about “paranormal” type things that had happened to them while staying in my home, that I realized that there was still something visiting me.
I was told by one guest that while staying the night on my couch, and missing her family terribly, she felt a loving, comforting hand on her shoulder.
Another time a roommate told me that she often heard footsteps on the hardwood floors at night, and smelled a flowery, woman’s perfume.
And my own mother told me that she found woke herself up screaming, “Get behind me Satan!”, at an unseen force she felt in the home.
Fortunately, except for my Mom, none of the experiences told to me were negative in nature, so I decided to just learn to live with my apparent “guest”, and go on with my life. And over the years, small, fairly insignificant things would happen: a candle would fall off the top of the t.v. although no one was near it at the time, the smell of cigarette smoke would fill the room even though no one has ever smoked in my house since I bought it, a coffee pot would turn on by itself even though it hadn’t been programmed to do so, and one evening, while letting the one of our dogs out to go potty, both my partner and I heard a female voice speak her name outloud (we were the only one’s in the house at the time).
Then, in November 2006 my partner and I decided to do our own very first paranormal investigation at the famous Brookdale Lodge, in Brookdale, CA. And when we got back we quickly found things had changed. We started seeing flashes of light out of the corner of our eyes. And then we witnessed balls of light move from one room to the next. On several occasions I was awoken in the middle of the night to the sight of a glowing, spikey orange (and sometimes pink) orb next to my side of the bed.
And then we decided to start doing video and digital audio recordings. And to our astonishment we captured glowing orbs moving with intelligent intent on video, and dozens of very clear EVPs (electronic voice phenomenon) in our digital audio recordings.
As we investigated more and more places, it seemed that our ability to recognize possible paranormal activity in our home increased. Over the last 10 to 11 months we have recorded even more EVPs, some in direct response to questions being asked, some in response to conversations going on at the time, and some that appear to be conversations between two or more entities.
Along with the EVPs, I’ve also seen a green tiny light move up to my doggy door, and then the door flop open and then close as if a small dog decided to leave the house at the time. I, personally, believe that this is my dog Tasha who died in 2002 of congestive heart failure. She was 17 years old at the time. I have seen her out the corner of my eye on several occasions in both the house and in the backyard.
Speaking of dogs .. my other dogs, Chino, Sierra and Tuya have all been to known to sit and stare at a space near the ceiling, only to slowly follow an unseen thing as it moves across the room. One night Sierra repeated this three times until I finally decided to take a series of pictures, trying to catch whatever it was she was seeing. I snap a shot towards the hallway (I was standing in the livingroom), and I picked up a shadow in the right hand side of the frame. I snapped another picture and the shadow had moved slightly to the right. I think proceeded to snap picture after picture in a circle, and seemed to chase this shadow around the room. The last frame I came back to center and the shadow then covered almost the entire frame. What was most interesting is that you could see the reflection of my flash in a picture frame, through the shadow. And the shadow looked as if it had a head and shoulders. To this day, I don’t truly know what happened.