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Can loved ones let us know they are around us ?

Purple, it is the sign of unconditional love. If we are lucky enough, we will experience this with our families, our loved ones, friends, perhaps even pets. It is a tie that binds us and one that can carry over even beyond death. Love, the greatest of gifts is something that lasts forever. I say this because I've had my own experience with my mother and have had siblings and friends share some of their personal experiences. I have saved a recording on my answering machine for more than 8 years now. I received it sometime after my mother passed away. In the beginning, her voice sounds like my sister. It is a short recording which starts with "Hey Mar". Nobody calls me "Mar" except my siblings. The voice changes to one like an EVP recording and says " YOU are (then somewhat garbled) LOVED". I remember the first time I heard it. I immediately thought that the message was "other worldly" and I got the tingles. Because the beginning sounded like my sister, I had to call her to verify if she was the caller. No, she had not left me any message. That is when I knew it was from my mother. I tried using a digital recorder several years later and got a short message as well. After my mother passed, one brother smelled her perfume. Another brother felt like he got a hug. My sister confided in me that only once in her life did she feel a comforting hug from "beyond" ...and that was given by our grandmother. An old friend who lost her son told me she had an old clock that never worked. After her son Will died, she started to hear the clock downstairs chime at night... After several nights of hearing it chime, she finally went down and asked Will what he wanted... After the confrontation, the chiming stopped. Was it her son, sending a message to let her know he was still around ? My friend Donna told me recently of a similar tale. Her Mom, who lived in an apartment in the downstairs section of her house had died recently. She told me that she started to hear her mother's clock chime around 3pm several days in a row. She said the clock had never worked while her mother was alive. It was a decorative piece. However, after she died, it started chiming. Coincidence perhaps ? Donna told me that after she took her mother's ashes out to Oregon, the chiming stopped. Can there be a logical explanation ? These experience tend to raise more questions. Perhaps we will get our answer when we pass on. I know it is one on my "list". ; )) For now, I have blind faith.

Reviewing EVP

I was reviewing some old EVP recordings a couple of days ago.  I was listening to a recording taken in our favorite Leesburg cemetery. The recording was taken a couple of years ago at the grave site of a girl called Mary.  I had been drawn to her site because she and I shared the same first name and also because she had a fairly large resin bunny rabbit in front of her headstone.  I was intrigued by that bunny and wondered about who had placed it there and the reason why.  The poor bunny is missing its ears and one day I hope to find a bunny to put beside it.  Anyway, since I could not find a suitable bunny, I had brought a metal flower which was a lovely pink/rose color and I put it beside her headstone. I asked on the EVP recording if she liked her flower and I captured her response "very much".  I was grateful that she left that recording for me.  Why ? Because it reinforced my strong belief in the soul... that life goes on at another level.

I remember my father telling me as a child that when someone passed on, that he didn't believe in visiting cemeteries because there was nothing there.  I kind of felt that way as well...that when we die, we go to a level of heaven and nothing remains behind unless we are a spirit with unresolved issues.  I believe in the evolution of the soul.. that each life on earth is a lesson learned. Reincarnation, is it possible ? I believe the answer is yes.  I think of the term "an old soul".  We all know people like that... people that seem to "get it".

Listening to that EVP made me ponder many questions.  No one has the answers and I wonder if there is an unwritten rule that we are not meant to know. Only in the hereafter can we bring our "list" of questions and get answers.  In the meantime, we must rely on blind faith.  I believe that the personality of a soul remains in the hereafter.  Some ghosts or spirits seem to have a sense of humor. I remember being in that same cemetery a few months ago and when I asked if anyone wished to speak, I got the answer "no".  It made me chuckle because if I got nothing on the recording I would have thought no one was there.  But by getting a "no", the spirit just didn't FEEL like communicating.  

Hearing that EVP response made me think about the dead and the fact that they have feelings and opinions of things that are happening around them.  Even if we can't see them participating in our "live" world, they certainly can make a response which we can be fortunate enough to capture.  Thomas Edison was trying to develop a 2-way form of communication.  Perhaps as time passes, that may one day become a reality.  In the meantime, I think the old adage of treating someone the way you wish to be treated is applicable for both the living and the dead.  I hope to capture more responses from one of my favorite spirits. I am still pondering whether we "rest" at times in our after life at our grave site. When I say "rest", I mean in between incarnations or studies in heaven....Ah... the mysteries of life...and death !!           

Leesburg Hauntings Oct 24 - Oct 25 2008

Yes, this was our 5th year as volunteers for the Leesburg Hauntings which supports the Loudoun Museum. Luckily the weather held out, although it looked like the monsoon might make it a wash-out on Saturday night.  Both nights were moonless and I wondered if we would have any ghostly encounters since the likelihood of paranormal happenings are greater during a full moon (or just before or following). My husband H was the guide and I was the sweep.  We took a couple of groups to 7 real haunted sites, 5 of which we were allowed entrance while on-site interpreters, dressed in old-fashioned attire, gave the history and told the ghostly tales. I was hoping for some personal experiences and was NOT disappointed.  Nothing unusual happened on our tour on Friday night, BUT, we heard that at the Lynch House, which has Eliza, "the lady in white", doors were slamming and the on-site interpreters heard footsteps. Eliza was a woman who went through a 13 year court battle during the civil war, in order to stay in her home.  She loved her home so much that she does not want to leave. On Saturday, at our first stop, Hamilton House, I felt someone nudge me.  I turned around and asked my husband if he had pushed me. He said "no" and there was no one else that we could see anyway nearby.  At the Patterson House, the site interpreters had 2 incidents occur.  David had spoken about the cooling boards found in the basement with embalming paraphernalia. He had pointed out the water marks on one of the boards to a group a couple of tours before us.  After that tour, all 3 on-site personnel stepped outside the house. When they went back in for the next tour group, David noticed that the cooling board had been turned around.  Yet no one in the group had done it.  How was it possible ?  Also at this same site, a girl had been sitting on the staircase.  She heard a rattling noise and noticed that the attic door was moving as if someone wanted to escape.  She got spooked and ran out of the house.  She refused to stay in the house alone after this encounter.  The last strange thing to occur happened on our tour when we got to the stone house.  Peter had started telling some of the true tales when a woman whirled around with big eyes, saying "I've got to get out of here".  She ran out the nearest door quite visibly upset.  I followed her out the door.  She had tears in her eyes and told me that she felt a mist envelope her and her face and chin were horribly cold.  She told me that she was a nurse and that I probably thought she was crazy.  I reassured her and told her that she is probably sensitive to ghosts. I had no idea of who the ghost may have been but it warranted further scrutiny.  We would love the opportunity to investigate.                  

Leesburg Cemetary January 2004

It was a cold, blustery day in January 2004, when my husband and I ventured out to a very old cemetary in the historic section of Leesburg.  It was during the daylight ...a sunny afternoon...but the sun did little to warm us.....My husband felt that our ghost hunting should take place at night....but I felt that since it was so cold, we needed to harness any warmth the sun could render....  The cemetary itself,  is confined within a beautiful old neighborhood and is situatated close to a gorgous old house, which is reputedly haunted, called the "Pink Lady". The cemetary is surrounded by a black iron fence...and during the winter months looks quite bleak....like everything else in the dead of winter.... Ah yes...the dead .. but in winter....we were certainly in the right place to visit them.... ..But who were the occupants of this place ??  The headstones were so well worn that is was impossible to read inscriptions of complete names, dates,  or what dedications were inscribed on the stones... There was a stone rabbit that had lost its ears, sitting beside one of the headstones.. What was the story of the rabbit ?  Would we ever know ? We had our recorder with us....and had to ask......  Who was there...or did they wish to communicate ?  We were only in the cemetary for about 15 minutes.... and were fortunate to have 3 different voices captured on our digital recorder....  As my husband and I were discussing how cold it felt....  a raspy voice whispered "yes...it is cold".....  Then... a bit later someone was whispering "Annie....Annie " ! Who was Annie ?  We saw no one when we were recording....Our final voice said something right before my husband started to speak... It was a woman...saying "Existance....not for me" .... and her voice was very sad... Who was the woman who spoke ??  Was it Annie .....or someone else ????  ....  The mystery remains....but we intend to revist soon, hoping to gain some insight on its occupants....  We wish them peace. 

Halloween Cemetary EVP

It was Halloween night....OCT 31st 2003....  My husband suggested a bit of ghost hunting after his shift ended at 930p.... so we drove into the nearby town of Leesburg VA...  There are many small cemetaries located within the towns boundaries... so we parked our car, had a small tail-gate of cookies and soda to energize us before we began our stroll...  It was very quiet, and getting slightly cold... We visited 3 sites....  a PINK HOUSE....no EVP,  a church....no EVP   and a cemetary....YES...EVP.... We walked on the outside of a cemetary on which the lands had once held the oldest methodist church in the country  (1700's but the church no longer standing)....  My husband suggested we stop under some trees.... and I turned on my recorder... I was keeping my voice low so as not to disturb and live residents in the houses surrounding the cemetary...  I began by saying...  this is Halloween night...and was wondering if any spirits wished to communicate...  When we played back the tape, in the very beginning where I was saying Halloween night... a voice immediately whispered " H-A-L-L-O-W-E-E-N".  No one was nearby us when we tried this recording...and it is the only thing we got on or recorder which neither of us said...  Who was the visitor ??   We will have to return to see if we have more luck with this spot and perhaps can identify who might have never left the cemetary......