there is a higher chance that this could happen if you invite the spirits into this world. It’s recommended to say prayers to protect you before using the board. Also you must be open minded and willing to accept whatever comes through. You should treat the spirits with respect and ask if anyone would like to come forth and talk. Don’t expect for the board and the spirits to work every time. It takes alot of energy on both sides to keep the séance going. So if a spirit is having a hard time communicating or points to the word “GOODBYE,” then you should let it go. Then the next step would be for you to place the planchette also on the word “GOODBYE,” and tell it you are now leaving. This closes the board.When my friends and I were asking questions while using the board, we contacted a spirit of a little boy. He said his name was Leroy. He was eight years old and lived in the 1800’s. He said he died during an operation but he wasn’t sure what kind. This was a little eerie and sad. He seemed sweet and we felt great sorrow for him since he departed from this world at such a young age. We couldn’t believe he was trapped in our dimension for so long.
Suddenly we lost contact and it was hard to find him again. Another spirit came through and took his place. This spirit wasn’t friendly and gave us very limited information on its identity. It kept spelling out the name “MaryAnn”. We continued to ask questions but it never answered any of them. It then gave us a message to “Open the door, MaryAnn”. Then we all heard three knocks at our bedroom door. We looked at each other but no one was willing to open it. We were all too frightened of the outcome. I glanced at my roommate who looked very scared and nervous. We decided not to play with the Ouija Board anymore.
My roommate started crying and told us that before she was born her mother was pregnant. She had a miscarriage and lost her baby. She was going to name it “MaryAnn”. This could have been a coincidence, but we were too startled and too sad to pick up the board again.
I didn’t play with the Ouija Board again until I was twenty eight years old. This time my friend Joann asked the board about marriage and children. I didn’t want to know my future so I didn’t ask it anything. It told her she would marry a man named Joe, and have one son who had blonde hair and blue eyes. About a year later, she did end up married to someone named Joe and had a son with the same characteristics that the board told her. This emphasized my belief that the board is connected to the other side. Luckily everything worked out for her.
I still wasn’t sure if the Ouija Board was good or evil or maybe a little of both. So why take a chance with interfering with the future. I haven’t picked up the board since.
CHANNELING
SUNY MORRISVILLE - NEW YORK
1990
Another incident that happened to me occurred when I was in college. I was trying to develop my sixth sense. I was working in an office under the college work study program. I answered phones, typed memos, filed and made copies of reports and tests. I discovered one day that if I closed my eyes and concentrated, I could file quicker and easier.
I was given a list of names with a stack of paperwork that had to be filed. I would look at the list and once I found the names I would put the paperwork in their corresponding files. This was very time consuming, so I wanted to devise an easier way to do this.
One day when I was filing, I noticed I felt tingling vibrations in my left hand when I ran my fingers along the tops of the files. I also felt a little sensation of heat at my fingertips. The next day I decided to do a little experiment. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the name of the person’s file I was looking for. While I was repeating the name to myself, I ran my left hand over the files. The tingling vibrations would get stronger and the heat more intense in certain spots. I would stop my hand at the place where I felt the most energy. Then I would look down and pull up the file. This file would be the name I was looking for. I was amazed. I tried to do this again. At first I only found the files a few times. Then the more I practiced the better I got. Eventually, I could find the files every time I did this.
I believe this was a way of channeling my abilities or developing my sixth sense. This energy that I felt has gotten stronger over the years. This is the same energy that I feel when I am in a haunted place. I pick up the energy of the ghosts that are present. This is why I started taking photographs of haunted places. I wanted to get some scientific proof that what I was feeling was definitely the presence of a ghost.
The sixth sense is a heightened awareness that is beyond our normal five senses. The five senses are sight; hearing; smell; taste, and touch. Everyone has the sixth sense but some are more sensitive to it then others. This sense is considered an extra-sensory perception. It is often at times very unpredictable. Most people have experienced the sixth sense without realizing it, some examples of the sixth sense are:
1) Some dreams you may have actually come true. Experiencing déjà vu or the feeling that you been through this before.
2) Anytime you had a hunch or feeling that something was going to happen and it did.
3) Times when you have thought of the same thing at the same time as another person.
4) Anytime you felt a presence of someone or something when they are not there.
People who have experienced some of these things are considered to have the sixth sense. These people are also very sensitive to the paranormal. There is a higher chance that they will experience something paranormal in their lifetime. I am one of those people. This is why I believe I have been able to capture so much paranormal activity on film. I think this is how I am channeling my abilities now that I am older.
CORNFIELD
SOUTH CENTERVILLE - NEW YORK
1994
One night my friend and I were driving home from a concert. It was very late probably around 3:00AM. We decided to take a shortcut home. The back road we took was through South Centerville, New York. We were traveling on Route 6, heading towards Port Jervis. On this road, there is a high school and across from it there is a cornfield.
It was very cold and dark that night. It was mid October and the moon and stars weren’t visible. As the car approached the cornfield, I glanced over to the right side and looked out the window. I saw an old man. He was leaning forward into the road almost falling over. He looked very pale, gaunt, and skeletal. He had a very pronounced Adam’s apple and hollow cheekbones. His clothes were baggy and looked like they could slip right off him. He was just standing hunched over staring straight ahead. When our car passed him we both looked over to see where he was going. It was a little creepy.
This man seemed to come out of nowhere. There were no houses or cars around. It’s like he came out of the cornfield. What would an old man be doing standing on the edge of the road in the middle of the night? We’ll we didn’t stay around long enough to find out. When we drove past him, I noticed my friend looked over at him and then sped up to get away faster. I turned around to take a second glance and he seemed to vanish into thin air. The sighting happened within seconds. It scared us both and we didn’t travel that road for many years.
BLESSED BE
SALEM - MASSACHUSETTS
1998– 2006
For many years something always summoned me to go to Salem, Massachusetts. The first few years that I traveled there, I didn’t know the roads very well, so I would always end up getting lost. Strangely, I would end up in a two mile radius of the Old Jail, Howard Street Cemetery and the site of the original Witch Dungeon. It was kind of eerie.
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