'Spirit Talk'
by Alexandra Holzer
The Re-Visit of The Case of
Mrs. T and Her Haunting - PART II
Recently, Alex "gently suggested" that I join her on a ghost hunting expedition at a friend's house who has been complaining of apparent "unwanted energies" in her home that scare her grandchildren and "need to leave". Electronic toys turn on without manual manipulation and "beings" were apparently showing them-selves to the kids. Little did I realize what I was getting myself into.
As "gently" as she "requested" my presence as a spiritual medium and translator of sorts, Alex's fiery personality (she is an Aries) led me on the front walk, up the stairs, and directly into the Energy vortex that was her friend's entryway. The two of us immediately felt the presence of the cool visitors' energetic doorway in the oversized greeting space just beyond the actual front door. Though Alex is, without question, well more experienced than myself, I don't think either of us could have anticipated the events that would follow next.
Shortly after arriving, I would coolly mention to Alex that I wasn't exactly sure why she'd asked me to join her on this hunt. She said, "You don't know why I asked you to come?" Responding to my baffled expression, she calmly spoke again, "My father always taught me never to go on a Ghost Hunt without a good medium." I coolly replied, "But you are connected also." Alex smiled and said, "That is not my calling and I need you to translate what you feel as opposed to what I physically need to experience during the investigation." With that, we set our sights on hot and cold spots and the energies that surrounded them.
Both Ray and I think the energy in the home is so crazy that the vortex is almost ever-present even though we crossed one family. What we didn't do is make sure that we ended/closed the vortex.
Slowly, we made our way through the home: from bedroom, to office, to den and kitchen, and ultimately into the living room where, finally, we made contact. Alex, calm, cool, and collected, yet eagerly determined, began to sense my mood altering; I was beginning to zone and pick up communication beyond the third dimension. But what exactly was I feeling, sensing, and gathering? It wouldn't be long before Alex turned and said, "Ray, waddya got?" I responded, "Alex there are six of them!" "Explain," she said simply. I replied, "Well, there is a French woman present with her husband, two children, and a dog and a cat. She said they were persecuted in France for their beliefs and her practice of Wicca during the mid to late 1700's. The whole family was burned at the stake and they have used the high Energy field created by this enigmatic family to transport them-selves here." With that explanation, the living room light began to flicker uncon-trollably. No other lights were acting up. I will never forget what happened next; it had to be Alex at her best.
She began talking to the lamp and asking questions to see if the woman would communicate more to me. She slowly began to ask the ghosts to leave the home and told them that she understood they were scared but that they, too, were scaring the children in the home. Furthermore, she tried to explain to them that they were dead and did not belong in the third dimension. There was no clear response to Alex's questions about the family of ghosts' wishes and desires and why they were here. However, with each inquiry or statement she spewed, the lights flickered in response.
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