Monthly Archives: June 2013

Remote Viewing… and an unstructured trip through my mind…

Not a lot of structure today. I’m just going to blab a bit. Care to listen? Currently I am reading We Don’t Die: A Skeptic’s Discovery of Life After Death by Sandra Champlain, one of the books from my Five Books for Summer 2013. I just finished a section that the author wrote about her journey into remote viewing, and bells went off in my head (not the paranormal kind) telling me that this was a great topic for a blog! According to the International Remote Viewing Association (IRVA) website, Remote Viewing is the “mental faculty that allows a perceiver (a ‘viewer’) to describe or give details about a target that is inaccessible to normal senses due to distance, time, or shielding”. This is a practice that can apparently be learned by anyone and does not require a psychic or medium because it doesn’t involve channeling or the help of a spirit entity of any kind. It is also different from the practice of astral travel or astral projection because a “viewer” apparently “remote views” in a fully aware and awakened, conscious state. Remote viewing doesn’t have to be what a group of people do in a secret room while trying to obtain secret information from other countries, but can also simply be trying to correctly identify what’s in your mailbox before opening it, or even describing the details of the next page in a magazine before flipping it.

Astral ProjectionIn reading both the author’s suggested exercises and the “how to” link from the IRVA site, I was reminded of the exercises in the books Astral Projection by John Magnus and definitely Know Yourself by Patricia Hayes. When I read Astral Projection a few years ago, I remember very clumsily attempting to astrally get out of bed (without the use of my body, of course) to identify objects on my night stand and attempting to read out of the book that was there. I remember even being disturbed by the fact that it was possible for anyone to astral travel into my home. What?! I wasn’t very far into my spiritual shift at that time and so this book seemed really heavy and far out. I do recall having some intense dreams during the time that I read this book, but I just wasn’t ready for astral travel yet. It’s on my list of books to reread at some point.

Know Yourself is out of print and very hard to find (check for used copies on Amazon or eBay), but it’s almost written as if it’s a text for a course on psychic development. Patricia Hayes collaborated and learned from Arthur Ford in the 1960s and 70s and has since founded Delphi University with her husband. Delphi offers courses in Healing, Metaphysics, Psychic Training, Transpersonal Psychology, and Spiritual and Intuitive Development. Boy would I LOVE to get my hands on any of her Delphi texts or materials.

In thinking about remote viewing, I also think back to exercises from the channeling course I took from psychic medium Marilyn Painter. Trying to correctly identify items in a paper bag. Holding a stone or crystal and feeling and describing the energy it has… psychometry stuff.

I can’t say that I’ve been incredibly successful with a lot of things like this that I’ve researched and tried over the last several years, but remote viewing is one that seems so interesting. Of course, in books they make these things sound SO SIMPLE! Even so, I think I’ll find a partner and experiment sometime.

I’ve strayed a bit from astral travel today… I followed my mind where it wanted to go. Want to get right back on topic? Check out the video below. It is a video about remote viewing that can be found on the IRVA website. But before I go… have you experienced or tried remote viewing? 

 

 

Related: 

ESP Trainer (Big Séance)

How To Experiment with Remote Viewing (paranormal.about.com)

Russell Targ (ESPResearch.com)

 

 


Cravens Cemetery, Camden Missouri…

Earlier this week I spent a few days back home in the Kansas City area after honoring my Great Uncle Bill as he was laid to rest at Fort Leavenworth National Cemetery. On the way back to my parents’ house I was reminded that for the last year I’ve been meaning to make the out-of-the-way stop at the beautiful Cravens Cemetery in the tiny town of Camden, Missouri, where many of my descendants and family members from my Mother’s side are buried. I had only been a few times, but I remembered it being beautiful, and I remembered the entire cemetery being on a hill. I you weren’t from the area, or didn’t just happen to get lost on this particular black top road, you’d never know it was there. So I took my Grandmother for a ride as she guided me on a tour through the cemetery. It was hot and I had sweat in my eyes much of the time, but it was really a very cool experience. Cravens is the kind of cemetery I just love. It has so much character. I’m not sure I’ll care too much once I’ve crossed over, but I certainly wouldn’t mind my physical body resting at Cravens for the rest of eternity.

Please enjoy some photos from the day. I’ll talk you through some of them. The following photo is the one I took at Fort Leavenworth National Cemetery, but all others are from Cravens Cemetery.

I love this view, and it can be seen from almost anywhere in the cemetery. In the time we were visiting, two or three trains came and went. 

Pictured above is the grave of my Great Uncle Jimmy Rutherford, who died as a baby. I can’t imagine the sadness my Great Grandmother Ruth went through, but I’ve always heard stories of poor little Jimmy. You can see the original handmade marker that she made because at the time they could not afford anything else. At some point in time a better marker was added over top of it, but I just love the original one. Next to baby Jimmy, my Great Grandmother and several other loved ones are buried just about at the top of the steep hill, up from the main entrance. The graves are near a beautiful old tree. My Grandmother pointed out that only recently she discovered that if you continue over the top of the hill, you will find the oldest and original section of the cemetery… so she waited in the car as I checked it out. 

This was my view as I made my way to the top of the hill. 

The older and almost hidden section of the cemetery.

I just love this tree. Does anyone else see the expression on its face?

Many of these markers appeared to be from the 1860s and 1870s, though the oldest one I noticed listed the date of death as 1855. 

In 1993 the man I knew as my Great Grandpa Irvin died. In his younger days he spent many years caring for and working on the grounds of this very cemetery. After his death, my Great Grandma had two benches installed at a beautiful new monument (pictured below). One (above) for Irvin and another across from it with “Given by wife Ruth V. Thomas” engraved on the front. My Great Grandma Ruth died in 2000. 

 

Related:

Cemeteries: Concordia and Emma, Missouri (Big Séance)

Bellefontaine Cemetery, St. Louis, Missouri (Big Séance)

Forest Grove Cemetery, Lexington, Missouri (Big Séance)

Lexington’s Old Catholic Cemetery (Big Séance)

Machpelah Cemetery, Lexington, Missouri (Big Séance)

Two Smoky Mountain Cemeteries (Big Séance)

Just a Stroll through a Random Cemetery on the Way Home (Big Séance)

Ghost Hunting in Haunted Cemeteries (Jim Harold’s Ghost Insight)

 

 

 


The UpStairs Lounge: 40 years ago today…

A wonderful article was written today by Terry Firma at The Friendly Atheist, in remembrance of the largest LGBT massacre in the US. This month I’ve been so wound up waiting to hear the ruling on DOMA. Every week that goes by without a ruling, I get so frustrated. Is it really that difficult of a decision for them? Then suddenly this article reminds me that there was a time when you truly had to hide if you were gay… you had to be embarrassed and ashamed, you had to live scared, and apparently in 1973, only five years before I was born, someone could murder 32 beautiful souls, most of whom were gay, and ehh… it’s not a big deal. The crime has never been solved. 

Chances are you didn’t know about all of this, right? Well here’s where the paranormal relevance comes in. As I mentioned in my comment on this article, I am incredibly embarrassed, frustrated, and saddened that I had never heard of this horrific moment in history until last year. It took a Ghost Hunters episode to bring it to my attention… and it was a fantastic episode. I was so moved I cried. 

I encourage you to read the article, and be sure to check out the trailer for the documentary that is mentioned. I hope to find it and see it soon. Also, there is great information at The Tragedy of the UpStairs Lounge, at TheJimani.com, a site for the current bar that is in business on the main floor of the same building. 

I hope you’ll forgive me, because in many ways this topic is near and dear to my heart. Please share one of these sites. Share in honor of those who lost their lives, many of whom were not memorialized because their families were too embarrassed or ashamed. Times have changed. People need to know the story.

 

Peace!

Patrick

 


Phony Psychic in Raytown…

Yesterday Joe sent me the links to an episode of Mama’s Family where a phony psychic comes to town. This would normally not be a blog that would condone such a thing, but it was such a cute and funny episode that I hadn’t seen. I had to laugh at all the different buzz words and woo woo lingo. And watch for how she fished for all of her info. If these embedded links disappear as they sometimes do, the episode is #116 from season 6 (1989/90) and is called “Psychic Pheno-Mama”.

Enjoy! (Last night of family vacation at the lake.)

 

 

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Konstantinos Séance vs. I Love Lucy Séance (Big Séance)

 


The Mystery of the Cup Tree…

I’ve been out of town for about four days now visiting family and now vacation. Currently we are in a beautiful condo at the Lake of the Ozarks here in Missouri. My parents also have a lake lot (no house yet) about 30 minutes away from where we’re staying, and so we’ve spent some time there on the dock and fishing, etc. Until today I hadn’t really been fishing since I was a kid, at least not that I remember. It was kind of fun, as long as someone was there to take care of the slimy things. I discovered I don’t have the patience for fishing for catfish and staring in a trance at the fishing line just waiting for what looked like the line being pulled. I started seeing things, experiencing visual pareidolia, like grilled Cheesus, except on the sparkling water. No, I prefer casting colorful and flashy fishing lures out into the water and reeling them back in, over and over. Much better. It was kind of fun. And I actually caught a fish (going by the official rules set by my sister), although I had one and it flopped off before getting it out of the water. The fish that I officially caught was tossed back in.

The area around my parents’ lake lot is somewhat secluded and not nearly as popular (yet) as many areas on the lake. Lots of winding roads, up and down hills, woods all around you. It would be quite an experience in the dark, I’m sure. And Jason Voorhees would LOVE this place. Chi Chi Chi Ha Ha Ha. (That’s me doing the scary sound effects. Friday the 13th nerds will get it.)

The Cup Tree

The Cup Tree

But if the seclusion or the hillbilly neighbors don’t creep you out, maybe the story of the Cup Tree will? Of course, it depends on what story you hear. The famous cup tree, a bizarre roadside attraction, is not far from the lake lot. The road is even called “Cup Tree Drive”. Looking at this picture you can probably imagine a story in your head to go with it. The story I heard from a local, with obvious holes in it, involves a woman who invited men into her home for tea. She’d kill them and nail a cup on the big oak tree for each one of them. Some say she buried the bodies in the back yard. Some also say she went to jail.  According to ruralmissouri.org, the cup tree has been a popular attraction since the 1950s. The site also says that the land and tree was “originally owned by local resident Fred Moore, the phenomenon’s origins are a mystery shrouded in years of ever-changing explanations and folklore. The current owner is no more forthcoming with a plausible explanation as to why generations of tourists have left cups, saucers and even tea and coffee post dangling from the tree.” I’m unable to find any of the other stories of the cup tree online. Perhaps readers from this area in Missouri could help us or maybe fill in the gaps of the story I told.

The Shoe Fence

The Shoe Fence

If you plan to visit the cup tree, plan on staying on the road long enough to also see the “shoe fence” nearby. (Ruralmissouri.org also includes directions to both attractions.) After seeing this spectacular fence we decided to consider starting something like this near my parents’ lot… perhaps an underwear post. (Imagine the stories we could make up for that one!) Surely we’ll make millions. I’ve already got the t-shirts designed in my head.

I’ll leave  you with a Vimeo I found. Maybe the story of the cup tree went more like this?

 

Related Post:

Route 66: Bourbon Hotel and John’s Modern Cabins (Big Séance)

 


Running with the Bulls…

Recently I shared a list of books for summer reading. From that list, Running with the Bulls was the one that I was the most excited to jump into… and as soon as it landed on my doorstep, that is just what I did.

The book did not disappoint, but it wasn’t really what I was expecting it to be either. Two weeks after 9/11, Joseph R. Lani, now a retired NYPD detective sergeant, was assigned to help command the Staten Island landfill where all of the debris from ground zero was taken. Detectives and federal agents sifted through every pile of rubble, searching for human remains, personal items, the black boxes from the planes, and anything relevant to the investigation. It was a giant crime scene. It was also where Mr. Lani suffered a heart attack due to stress, forcing him to retire. According the author, the combination of some powerful post 9/ll experiences and his heart attack resulted in him developing mediumistic abilities. 

You’d think that this book would focus on the landfill and the author’s experiences around the time of 9/11, but the great majority of the book is really a memoir of his career leading up to his current experiences as a medium. Honestly, I would normally be the last person to get into a book about the NYPD or crime, etc., but I found myself really interested in his next career move, the move to the next precinct, the promotions, the embarrassing stories, and the amazing (and some terrifying) stories of bravery! It gives you a secret peek into the mind of the heroes that protect us every day, and I developed a renewed appreciation for these men and women.   

At 199 pages, Running with the Bulls is an easy read with short chapters (Since I am a fan of breaking up my reading throughout the day, I LOVE short chapters.) and 39 photos throughout the book. And actually, this brings me to the only frustration I had with this book. Several of the photos supposedly contain supernatural elements, and some of them I either just don’t see or am skeptical of what he claims is there… but looking at an actual photo as opposed to a black and white reprint in a book could be a whole different experience, I’m sure. Weird pictures aside, I really loved the book, and I think Joseph R. Lani would be a fun person to hang out with and learn from!

The author can be contacted by visiting his website at theghostcop.com

 

Related:

Messages: Signs, Visits, and Premonitions from Loved Ones Lost on 9/11


An Early Summer Update & Some EVP from Papa Jack’s Pizza…

Hey paranerds! I haven’t done any experimenting with EVP, or any spirit communication for that matter, in a few months. That may disappoint some of you, but I have to be honest. Life gets going and then sometimes you like the idea of having a bit of true free/lazy time when you can get it… and it’s also possible that I was a little burned out with evidence review and analysis. It is now officially summer for me and lazy is exactly what I’ve been for a week and a half, but I’ve enjoyed every snore of it. In the next few weeks I’m likely to be out of town once or twice for several days at a time, but I do plan on getting started on some more Ouija/EVP/Spirit Box sessions soon, and I hope to be able to share results with you.  I’m also excited to be jumping into several new books. 

Since most of you tend to be more interested in the “spirit communication” posts, I think that maybe it’s time I shared just a few EVP with you. These will all be from MOSS’s Papa Jack’s Pizza investigation from January. Anyone interested in viewing and hearing all artifacts from that investigation should visit a previous post entitled Papa Jack’s Pizza: Final Investigation Report.

 

Papa Jack's Pizza Investigation. "Can you repeat that?"

Papa Jack’s Pizza Investigation. “Can you repeat that?”

Artifacts from MOSS’s Papa Jack’s Pizza Investigation 

This first artifact is one that our friend and EVP researcher, Randall Keller, has already given me feedback on. He’s excellent at digging into them and really cleaning them up. I’ll let him determine if he’d like to share that here. I personally don’t hear it clearly enough to take a stab at what is being said. What do you think?

(From the Final Report)
11:58pm – While we’re in the back room behind the restaurant kitchen on the main level, from the PX-720 on the 2nd floor landing there appears to be a voice that responds when I ask the question “Is this not a place you like to be?” You can also hear a short snippet of the same noise or voice a few seconds later as I’m talking (which is hard to enhance or single out). Comparing this to the audio that was with us in that room, I can’t hear those noises or anything that would have created them. From the NightShot video I can’t tell either. This seems like a good EVP catch!

   Artifact #12:        

   1-19-13-ART12-AUD-PX720 (unenhanced audio from the 2nd floor landing)

   1-19-13-ART12-AUD-PX720-NR+AMP+HP (enhanced audio from the 2nd floor landing)

   1-19-13-ART12-AUD-PX720-NR+AMP+HP+SL (same audio, same enhancements, first voice slowed down)

   1-19-13-ART12-VID-NightShot (unenhanced NightShot video)

The next artifact was captured from the 2nd floor landing where we had a stationary digital audio recorder planted for a majority of the investigation. At this point in time, other than Linda who was at command central a floor below (and on the opposite side of the building), all other investigators were in the basement (two floors below). As you can see, in the final report I indicated that this was a “distant and very soft voice or shout” and “possibly someone outside.” I’ve since decided that this isn’t a shout, making it unlikely that it would have come from outside. If you listen several times very carefully, it sounds more to me like a short melody being sung or hummed. Enhancing this moment in the audio didn’t help to bring out the voice. It is important to note that whistling and singing are just a few of the claims of activity reported at Papa Jack’s Pizza. We did capture evidence of what sounds like whistling, and in those cases they were usually 2 or 3 short pitches, similar to below. 

(From the Final Report)
12:12am – From the 2nd floor landing, a distant and very soft voice or shout was picked up in the PX-720. Possibly someone outside.  

Artifact #15:      

1-19-13-ART15-AUD-PX720 (unenhanced audio from the 2nd floor landing)

The last artifact came from the spirit box during an investigation of the basement. I go back and forth with whether I’m hearing “messages to us” or not, and I’m not exactly sure how early the communication starts. There are several interesting sputters before “messages to us”. 

12:27am – Toward the end of the sweep cycle that begins at 4:25:30 in PX-820 Track 1, in the audio I hear something that ends with “messages to us”. After analysis I no longer hear “messages to us”, but there seems to be a phrase there… just not sure what it is.

Artifact #23:      

1-19-13-ART23-AUD-PX820 (unenhanced audio)

 

Related Posts: 

The Strangest Evidence from the Papa Jack’s Pizza Investigation (Big Séance)

200th Post and Fort Chaffee Prison Spirit Box Session (Big Séance)

EVP: “Hey! Great job, man.” Maybe? Maybe not.  (Big Séance)

 


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