Thanks to living in a haunted house, I was introduced to aspects of our world which we categorize as the paranormal and the supernatural.  It is a vast world with countless mysteries waiting to be discovered.  I began exploring the “other side” through the Ouija board and this led to other avenues of spirit communication.  I’m no expert, but I am one of God’s own, born with all the capabilities needed to “seek the truth” and discover what our life is all about … really.  Although I don’t use the Ouija much, I have had quite a bit of success with it.  By that I mean that I’ve made contact with loved ones that gave information about things I had no way of knowing beforehand.  Another great test for the Ouija is when information comes through that involves someone NOT operating the board.  Otherwise, it is sometimes argued that the operators are unconsciously influencing the spelled messages.  This is an old argument and one that will continue until there are no doubters and disbelievers left.  And really, I don’t see that happening in the foreseeable future!  Despite my belief in the validity of the Ouija, there was just so much negativity attached to it that I decided to try other things.

I have to say, though, in defense of the Ouija, that all things are only as good or as bad as the operator.  Bad things can happen with the Ouija when people EXPECT bad things to happen.  When handled with fear and trepidation, those negative feelings act as a beacon to the darker forces.  For the most part, an item’s usefulness and/or danger level is equivalent to the care and handling of the operator.  After all, a gun is just a worthless, inanimate object until someone picks it up and decides what to do with it.  And just like with a gun, if the operator is ignorant of the dangers, then bad things are likely to happen.  In any case, I started learning about other forms of spirit contact and was quite eager to check them out.

It was a surprise to learn that the pendulum can be used in similar fashion to the Ouija.  My first exposure to pendulum use went as far back in my childhood as I can remember.  My family used this method to determine the sex of an unborn baby.  They used a sewing needle dangling from a short length of thread.  The needle was held over the palm of a pregnant lady (usually one of my many aunts!) where it would be still for only a few moments before it began to move.  If the needle swung back and forth, it was a boy.  If it swung in circles, it was a girl.  If I recall correctly, most of the time, the needle predicted right!  We didn’t realize it at the time, but we were using “pendulum power“. We had no idea we could connect with the spirit world using this method.  If my aunts had known that, they would have done so, it’s just the sort of family I come from!

When using a pendulum to speak with spirits, I take the back and forth motion for “no” responses and the circle motion for “yes” responses. Some will tell you that the pendulum will let you know what it will do for yes and no responses and that is fine too.  There are a lot of web sites in cyber land that will give you their take on the whole thing (I attached one link in the above paragraph but there are many sites to choose from if you are interested).  In any case, anyone can use a pendulum, no training required.  Just like the Ouija.  But again, it’s only as good as your intentions are when using it.

Divining rods can be used in a similar fashion as well.  My grandfather used them to find water and he was darned good at it, but the rods can also be used to detect spirit activity and location … the so called “hot spots” and “cold spots”.  You can communicate with the spirits through the rods as well.  When I used them, I took it as a “yes” answer when the rods swiveled in opposite directions and when they crossed each other, I took that as a no answer.  Again, you can experiment with them to see what they’ll do for “yes” and “no” responses for you.  There is a lot of information about divining rods on the internet if this subject interests you.  As for me, I’ve used them to find things and have played around with them in the same lighthearted attitude that one does with an “8 Ball”.  But there are many who take the business of pendulums quite seriously.  Even if you don’t use the rods to communicate with spirits or even your own “higher self“, they are a great tool for finding things and I don’t mean just water!!

I think spirit communication is possible and divination tools work because we are all operating within the same energy field or power grid or whatever you want to call it. Everything in existence is energy in motion (and I mean everything from the dirt you walk on to the sky above you!) and it is because of the energy field we share that we are all connected.  This is why one thing happening “here” will affect something happening thousands of miles away. Quantum Physics is teaching us this fascinating fact.  As for divination, I think this is possible because time (the past, present and future) all coexist at once.  When one is seeing a past event or a future one, they have somehow crossed into that particular plane of existence.  It is an interesting theory and perhaps one I’ll pursue in another blog post.

It seems that when we go through difficult times, we turn to God and/or our spiritual roots.  It was while going through a difficult divorce and dealing with the devastation of it that I turned to God for comfort.  Once again I was active in exploring my spiritual beliefs.  It was during this time that I learned about Automatic Writing (also called Inspirational Writing!).  With blank paper at the ready and holding a pencil poised above it, I waited for the urge to write.  Now, there’s more of a process to this: calming the mind, creating a quiet scene and allowing things to happen.  I lit candles and incense (to set the proper mood) and then focused on the candle’s flickering flame (our conscious minds must have something in which to occupy itself).  When the writing begins, I just go with it and try to keep from analyzing what I’m writing (hard to do!).  I always began with prayer and imagined that I was cocooned in a circle of bright white light so that whatever entity wanted to come through and speak to me would be a “light” entity … one filled with love and operating within the positive portion of the energy field.  I wasn’t sure what I would get the first time I tried this, but it sure was a welcome surprise to have my grandmother whom I called “Nana” come through.  I could feel her energy as surely as I can feel that of a solid, living breathing person standing beside me.

It was quite wonderful to be talking with my Nana again.  I asked a thousand questions and she answered most of them (in written form on paper) and then she’d ask questions and I would answer.  The only problem with this process is that my hand got tired after awhile from all the writing.  Luckily my questions to her were all done mentally.  She didn’t need the pen and paper.  I did.

I remember one night my Nana had a message for my mother.  She told me to let mom know that she was right to say what she did.  She said she was just so mad at the time and things were said that shouldn’t have been said.  She spoke a lot of private stuff I won’t reveal here.  I can tell you this, none of it made any sense to me at the time. I was really quite baffled by what she wanted me to tell my mom but she was so insistent that I do it, I couldn’t refuse.  When I read the messages to my mom, she explained that she and my Nana (which was my mom’s mother) had had a fight shortly before Nana died and she was apologizing for things that had been said.  I didn’t know about their disagreement so for me this sort of thing helped me to believe that I truly was communicating with my Nana.  It wasn’t all coming from my own active imagination.  What was so nice about it is that my mom got closure on that issue.  As much as I enjoyed talking with Nana, I did ask one night if anyone else wanted to come through and communicate with me, and that is when I connected with my spirit guide.

Although I enjoyed the communications with my spirit guide and the advice coming through was very useful and positive, I again began to question the validity of what was happening.  Really, how many times must it be proven?  Are we ever satisfied?  There was just so much information coming through and I couldn’t validate any of it.  So, here I was again, wondering if my own brain were making it all up.   Self-doubt is something most of us wrestle with, especially when it comes to stuff like this.  We want to be SURE. And eventually I was to get the validation that I needed.  Again.

My mother asked me if I had spoken with my grandfather (Grampy) and I told her that only Nana had come through up to this point.  She asked me to try to get hold of Grampy and see if he had anything to say.  I didn’t know at the time that my mom was looking for a message from him.  So, I sat down one night with the intention of contacting my grandfather (who was, by the way, one of my most favorite people in all the world.  He and Nana both).  Grampy came through and I scribbled away, hardly able to keep up with all he had to say. When I was finished and read it all over, none of it made any sense to me and I decided that I would not share it with my mother.  I thought it might upset her for Grampy talked about not being “ready to pass on” and he also wrote “tell your mother that she was right.  She did the right thing” (I couldn’t help but wonder…now what?  Another fight?”).  And then he went on to say she made the right decision and that he is happy. I didn’t want to give this message to my mother because I was afraid she would wonder what Grampy was talking about just like I did.  Although it all worked out quite fine with Nana’s puzzling message, I couldn’t imagine what could have possibly occurred before Grampy died that involved my mother because his death had been so sudden.

To add a little background, Grampy died after suffering a stroke.  He went into a coma and never woke up.  After several days of no brain activity, the decision was made to “pull the plug” on my grandfather’s life support.  I was in the Air Force at the time and although I had come home on emergency leave to see my grandfather in the hospital, I could only stay a few days and he never woke up during that time.  I did talk to him, though, and I truly believe he could hear me because sometimes his heart rate increased and his blood pressure shot up slightly.  Grampy slipped away from physical life a few days after I returned to my duty station.  My Nana died three months later in her sleep.  Their deaths were quite devastating to me as I was very close to them and the loss was great indeed.

After my puzzling contact with Grampy, I wondered if I should continue with the Automatic Writing for I wasn’t sure what to believe…was I really making contact with my grandparents or not?  When my mother asked me if I got hold of Grampy, I told her that I did but didn’t want to give her the message.  She insisted that I do so and after making it clear that it was probably just senseless ramblings from my brain, I read her the message.  Mom got very quiet and emotional during the reading of it, and I felt I’d made the wrong decision to read it to her.  Then my mom explained that she really needed to hear that message and that she felt so much better!!  Of course I needed her to explain the message and now it was her turn to hesitate.  It seems that my mom was the one who had to sign the order to remove Grampy from life support.  None of her siblings wanted to be the one to authorize it.  She felt guilty about it and always wondered if they had made the right choice.  I knew that the decision had been made to remove Grampy from life support and I was totally against it.  This is probably why my mother never told me that she was the one who gave written permission to do so.  Although I was in selfish mode back then and wanted him to live forever, I know that if Grampy could have appeared before them, he would have told them to do it as well.  He had always made it clear to us that he did not want to live to the point that he could not take care of himself or get around on his own.  So here we were, many years later and Grampy is finally able to tell his side of that difficult time.  He said he was scared at first and was resisting death (thus the coma … his body laying in wait for his decision).  Part of him didn’t want to leave us but another part of him was ready to move on.  He heard our pleas to  fight and live but he also heard the call of his soul.  If Grampy had truly wanted to live, he would have done so even after the life support machines were removed.  I truly believe this.  Removing those life lines gave him the courage to do what he wanted to do and that was to transition into spirit.  Grampy said that his transformation was quite joyous and he wondered what had taken him so long to go.  He assured us that it was a very peaceful transition and that he was greeted by many loved ones, all of which he was very glad to see again!  He told us that he still keeps tabs on us all, was aware of what was happening in our lives and that he never left us.  When we think about him or need him, he is here.

Speaking of that.  About a year ago on my birthday, I was thinking about my Nana and Grampy and missing them.  I knew that my thoughts could bring them to me so I sent out a mental note for them to give me a sign that they were near. Within SECONDS of asking for this, I got my sign.  I was in the drive-thru window at McDonald’s waiting for my ice coffee order when I sent out the mental plea for that sign.  Just as I began to pull away from the window another car came zipping around me.  At first I was annoyed that it had hurried to get around me only to stop quick and wait for traffic, but then I saw the license plate.  It was my grandfather’s name “Lafayette”.  Nothing else, no other numbers, just Lafayette.  Not a typical name and yet, there it was, right in front of me, seconds after asking my Grampy for a sign that he was near!!!  I couldn’t wait to see how Nana was going to give me her sign.

I drive down the road just a short ways and there in big letters all lit up on a restaurant sign are the words “AD A (blah, blah, blah … something to make my day but I forget the exact words)”.  My Nana’s name was Ada and for some reason, the sign’s first three letters were capitalized!!  I didn’t even read the rest of the sign because I was so focused on Nana’s name and I knew that she had found a way to let me know she was near!!  I truly think the first word on that sign was supposed to be “add” but they had dropped a “d” because of limited space.  That’s pretty cool, isn’t it?  I think so.  And I take great comfort in it because I miss them very much even though they’ve been gone for over thirty years!!  I do, however, dream about them on occasion.  They beckon me to come visit them and they are always in the home they were living in when they died (which is now gone).  I tell them, “But you know you are dead, right?”  And they tell me that it doesn’t matter.  I hate waking up from those dreams because I just love visiting them.  Even though it is happening in a dream, it feels quite real and I believe that’s because it is!!  I’ve also had a few dream visits with a friend of mine that died several years ago of breast cancer.  She always looks so happy and vibrant and she tells me that she’s not dead.  I tell you, I love those kinds of dreams.

Automatic writing was really a successful venture for me.  My spirit guide gave me a lot of wonderful advice.  The messages were positive and helpful, as messages from your spirit guides should be!

One night while “conversing” with my spirit guide, she told me to put the pencil down and talk to her.  I asked her how were we to communicate if I wasn’t writing it all down.  She said she would speak through me.  I was a little worried about that as I didn’t want to be “possessed” or anything like that.  Besides, I felt a little silly about it.  And then I felt bad about feeling silly about something so serious and wonderful!  It took awhile but eventually I got over my trepidation, made myself comfortable on the couch, closed my eyes, relaxed and let her come in.

The first thing I felt was a light tickling on my face … like cobwebs brushing over me.  The feeling moved down around my throat which got rather tight (but I think it’s because I was unconsciously fighting the whole thing).  Then I felt pressure on my chest.  Lots of it.  Like a huge weight slowly bearing down on me. At first I resisted the pressure and that made it worse, but when I told myself to trust in my guide and let it happen, the pressure let up and then I felt nothing but blessed weightlessness. It was as if I no longer existed as solid matter!  While marveling over this strange sensation, I felt the urge to speak although I had no idea what I was going to say.  And then she started talking.  Okay, I was talking but the words were hers.  It was like having two people in my head at the same time! While she was talking, I was thinking about what she was saying and making mental comments of my own like:  “really?”  “gosh, I hope that’s true!”  “oh, I don’t know if I believe that, I’ll have to think about that one”  and the like.  It’s an odd thing to happen, having two conversations go on in your brain at the same time!

The energy in the room was revved up during these communications.  Although I always did this at night with the lights off and a candle lit, the room felt as if it had a warm, humming (a silent hum but felt none the less) glow (unseen but also felt) about it.  It’s hard to describe it.  All I know is the energy level in the room was hyped up and it was very comfortable and peaceful.  When my guide ended our conversation, the energy drop was very noticeable and I became aware of how chilly the room actually was (I was living in Italy during this time and the homes I lived in were on the cool side.  The Italians, in my opinion, are great energy conservationists and don’t have honking heaters raising temperature levels into the sweltering stage!). I always had to have a blanket nearby for afterwards.

My communications stopped when my life started falling apart again (another marriage down the tubes) and I once again began to question everything.  It would be a few years before I continued with my spiritual explorations and spirit communications.  But I’ll leave all that for next time, this post is long enough.

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