Byron Street Poltergeist

    Haunted By A Poltergeist

    Anything of the spirit world that decdes to make itself at home in my residence does frighten me … 

    Yes, I live with residence ghosts … but they don’t scare me … but a poltergeist is another kettle of fish as far as I’m concerned. 

    From what I’ve learned — They’re quite mean spirited.

    Video Presentation Of The Byron Street Poltergeist:

     

    Poltergeist Feed Off The Emotional Energy Of The Living

    I find the whole concept of poltergeist to be quite disturbing … Objects and furniture as well as people being tossed about …

    It is truly a frightening story that I believe. Paranormal Activities are much more common than many want to believe.

    Poltergeists have driven people mad … and have ended lives … They seem to be quite evil and not something you’d want to having hanging around.

    Thanks for stopping by!

    Sharon

     

    Images In The Mirror

    Too often we see images in mirrors that haunt us for years until we can let them go . . . that is, when they no longer frighten us. This seems to be the key to letting go of haunting images that usually are seen in a mirror. 

    Mirrors do creep me out. I’ve had my share of mirror experiences, but I do have a fondness of hearing the experiences of others who have seen images in mirrors.

    Years ago I heard of a celebrity who saw a murder in a mirror. I don’t remember the details or who the celebrity was, but since that day I’ve had this love/hate relationship with mirrors. Are there messages for us to unravel left in mirrors? Is it residual energy captured in mirrors? Or is it a warning against vanity of our constant need to look at our image in a mirror?

    People do believe spirits get trapped in mirrors, that’s why when there is a death in the family, mirrors are covered out of respect — and to prevent their spirits from being trapped inside it.

    There is also a belief that mirrors are portals from which good and evil spirits can travel through from one realm to another. 

    When Mary Beth lost her grandmother, she spent hours in her room gazing into her mirror, praying to speak with her grandmother once again. At night her mirror would vibrate, waking her. She would get out of bed and peer into the mirror calling to her grandmother . . . but she never received a message from her or saw her image in the mirror. Her mother thought this obsession of Mary Beth’s was unhealthy and removed the mirror from her room, but she found other mirrors in the house to gaze into.

    She had the hand mirror of her grandmother’s that she hid in a drawer along with her brush and comb. When Mary Beth was alone in the house she would bring it out and call to her grandmother. One particular day, Mary Beth decided to gaze in the mirror and speak to her grandmother as though she was actually there. She had so very much to share. This was calming to her until one day, she saw something in the mirror . . . and it wasn’t her grandmother or any relative.

    It was an elderly man dressed in overalls. His mouth was moving, but Mary Beth couldn’t hear what he was saying. She was torn between gazing deeper into the mirror and putting it in the drawer.

    Of course, Mary Beth gazed deeper into the mirror. She even put it up to her ear. She had to know what this old farmer had to say. She did live in an old farm house with 100 acres. There was probably something important she needed to do to help him. Mary Beth was an avid reader of mysteries. This was an adventure she was eager to pursue.

    Her mother returned home. Mary Beth quickly put the mirror to the drawer. Her adventure had to wait.

    She asked her mother about the previous owner. There wasn’t much to tell, but there was something strange about the son who sold them the place. 

    “He told us to always keep a light on in the barn. Well, you know your father, he didn’t do what others told him to do.”

    “But the barn has a light on at night.”

    “Yes, now it does, but when we first moved in, he turned it off since we weren’t using it, except for storage.”

    Mary Beth remembered how all their boxes were ruined due to the barn flooding. The strange thing was there was no rain or snow that could have caused it, it was summer. When her father left the light on in the barn, the flooding stopped. But this was after he spent a fortune on plumbers and surveyors to check over the property to discover a reasonable explanation.

    Since Mary Beth couldn’t hear what the farmer in the mirror was trying to tell her, she thought her mystery should begin in the barn. That seemed to be the logical place to take the old mirror and gaze in it. Her mother thought it a wise move to get the mirror out of the house and the barn seemed a logical place. She climbed up into the loft, set it up against some bales of hay and started calling to the old farmer.

    “I know there’s something strange about this barn,” Mary Beth began. “What do you want me to know?”

    “Well,” responded the mirror, or so she thought. There was no image, just the statement “well.” 

    Mary Beth was quite confused, well what she thought. Then she thought of water. “A water well!” she exclaimed. That had to be it.

    The old farmer’s image was seen in the mirror. He told Mary Beth of how he was out fetching water from the well and felt a sharp stabbing pain in his chest. He fell forward and into the well. His wife and children looked all over for him. They couldn’t believe he would run off, but since he hadn’t returned, that’s what they believed.

    The family moved away. The old well was obsolete in the minds of the new owners who wanted to modernize the old farm house. It was filled in with dirt and the brick casing was used as flooring for the new barn that was built over the old well.

    Mary Beth looked down at the patch of old bricks that made a strange circular pattern on the barn floor. “Could this be the grave of the old farmer in the mirror,” she thought.

    After much persuading on Mary Beth’s part, her father finally had the barn floor dug up and the bones of the old farmer were discovered and removed. It was confirmed that Mr. Clay Miller had fallen into the well. His children returned and gave him a fitting funeral.

    There are indeed many mysteries to uncover . . . hidden within mirrors.

    What have you seen in your mirrors? Please let me know in the comments below.

    Thanks for stopping by!

    Sharon

    Cemetery Solitude

    I Find Visiting A Cemetery To Be Relaxing And Tranquil

    I believe most cemeteries are not populated with the souls of departed loved ones. They move on … Yet with many books and movies … one would think that a cemetery is an active playground for the dearly departed.

    There may be some who do linger just to see who comes to visit.

    I love old cemeteries … I have one not far from my home that I visit quite often. I’ve gotten some interesting EVPs … and spirits have appeared to me.

    I’m interested in their stories … some don’t mind talking … some want to be left alone … I’ve been very fortunate to help some “cross over” … while a few want me to leave and mind my own business …

    I Watched Heather’s Video To The Right …

    I was quite interested in Christina and how she kept on topic during the EVP section.

    Most of us do become impatient and when not receiving an immediate clear response move on with other questions …

    What it and let me know what you think 🙂

    Heather’s Hauntings Cemetery Video

     

    This Was My First Introduction To Christina

    It was interesting how the wind kicked up. 

    I do wonder about the people who thought it weird to visit a cemetery … Perhaps there have been problems in the past at certain locations and it is suspicious to see people sitting around … But how else are we to visit with loved ones or other dearly departed souls?

    I don’t know if you heard anything or saw something of interest or unusual in the video. I’d like to hear your comments below.

    I’ve heard music ,.. crying … sometimes laughter … And at times creepy sounds or foot steps … I’ve been touched … I’ve also been drawn to other graves … 

    In one particular case, a little girl took my hand and led me to her grave. It is always sad to see the grave of a child …

    She shared about her heart condition and how so very tired she was … but her coffin has been soaked through and she can’t stay in there …

    Fortunately … she had a grandmother who had died and was looking for her …

    They were reunited eventually … but it took several months for them to finally get together …

    I left … believing my work there was over and the grandmother’s spirit would take over … but I found them at my house … needing help … They didn’t want to cross over … 

    They were my house guests for several months … perhaps as long as a year before I was able with the help of a psychic medium to help them move on …

    The spiritual realm is quite fascinating … but I wouldn’t recommend inviting spirits into your home … We want to help … but they are disruptive to our persoTnal lifestyle as a living person …

    Please share your thoughts in the comments below 🙂

    Thanks for stopping by! Be sure to click one of the links below to make a purchase … perhaps something for Halloween …

    Sharon

    A Mother’s Warning From The Grave

    Too often we want to hear from our departed loved ones, but when we do…

    we don’t believe it . . . especially if it is contrary to what we want to do.

    Gina was spending more time with her friends after the passig of her mother. Her father was working longer hours, having a difficult time coming home after the passing of his wife . . . not realizing Gina needed him as much, if not more than before.

    The woods had a deep attraction to Gina and her friends. Although she was warned more than once to stay out of them, Gina would go . . . with or without her friends.

    There was an old “witch” or “gypsy woman” who lived in a small cabin near the lake. She told Gina on more than one occasion not to go into the woods at night. There were strange things that came out of the lake . . . there were stories . . . perhaps an urban legend that Gina and her friends didn’t heed.

    The old woman, on more than one occasion was brought in by the police for questioning about the disappearance of teens who dared camp in the woods. These missing persons would return . . . well, parts of them . . . something attacked them and it wasn’t the old woman.

    One night Gina’s mother came to her while she slept. She told of a time when she and Gina’s father went out in the woods to camp. They were spared, but she received the fright of her life.

    Something did come out of the lake. It was almost human, but not completely. The rage and anger made him as wild as an animal. You see, urban legends don’t have to be all that old. It seemed that a former boyfriend of her mother’s was taken out to the lake by some high school kids. They had some kind of argument with him about trying out for the football team. He was big and fast. He was good and other team members were afraid he would show them up. It was considered a “hate crime,” not that the term was used . . . but also racial to a degree . . . he was of Asian dissent . . . he was big, fast and also smart. He showed up these jocks in more areas than just on the athletic field.

    These young athletes brutally attacked him and left him for dead in the lake. Now, legend has it that there was something about that lake, but no one really explained beyond that . . . some thought there were healing qualities and there were various variations, even that the old woman “witch” or “gypsy” had something to do with it.

    Gina’s mother told her that she did come face to face with the monster that handsome, smart, talented young man became after he was beaten up at the lake. Her heart went out to him at that moment of remembrance. They were friends, but not boyfriend/girlfriend. He still wore the medallion she had given him. She never returned to the lake after that and had warned Gina about it over and over again.

    Those young athletics were never charged in the death of the young Asian athlete, but they did suffer . . . it was a suitable revenge, but Gina’s mother didn’t know if he had anything to do with it or it was the old woman’s doing or perhaps it was the lake . . .

    Gina did seek out the old woman in the woods. She told her of her experience with her mother’s warning and what she shared. The old woman only nodded, but added no insight into the matter other than saying, “The young man who was brutally attacked had so much more going for him than athletics. His future was bright in the business world. He would succeed at anything he put his mind to. But those other boys . . . they were only good for nothing.”

    Yes, Gina was warned by the old woman to stay out of the woods, but they could meet and talk from time to time as Gina had the need to do so.

    Things changed with her father after that. Gina no longer hung out with her friends, but studied harder and focused on her school work and future. Her father spent more time at home with Gina in the evenings and waited up for her when she went out on dates. The whole atmosphere in the house changed. Since her mother had died of cancer at home in the little room off of the kitchen, the memories of her care and suffering were no longer in the forefront of Gina’s and her father’s mind. They could see the future . . . Gina’s future and the future her father would share with her.

    I do believe Gina’s mother made a difference in their lives . . . and maybe the old woman did, too.

    Until next time 🙂

    Sharon

    Is Your House Haunted?

    Ghostly Activity Interrupting My Internet Connection

    I’ve been having a difficult time adding content here at TwoCansOnAString.com This does happen from time to time, but it has been going on for much too long. I’ve been smudging and have had to call in experts to move some unwanted “visitors” out and hopefully keep them out …

    Of course at this time of year I’m yearning for Halloween … actually fall with cooler temperatures. I do love wearing sweat shirts … there is something comforting for me with a sweat shirt rather than a sweater … Yet, I do have some sweaters that feel yummy. I’m all about my personal comfort moreso than great fashion …

    Well … today I have a great video to share with you discussing some of the activities you may be experiencing in your home … I’d love to receive your comments on this subject regarding hauntings in your home.

    In Anticipation Of The Fall/Autumn Season …

    I thought it appropriate to discuss whether or not your house is haunted … or if the sounds you hear are the normal creaks and groans of your home … or some activity outside …

    Many times there are logical explanations … and sometimes … you’re not alone … So … when you feel someone is watching you … maybe there is … and it’s not a peeping Tom … but something from another realm … 

    Guiding Echoes’ Signs That Your House May Indeed Be Haunted

     

    I Hope You Found This Post And Video Helpful And Informative

    I’m delighted my spirits and internet connection have been quite cooperative 🙂

    I do wonder if watching videos and playing with the spirit box and other tools have been attracting more spirit activity into my home. I may need to do more of this outdoors … or use a ritual that invites messages and also closes the session inviting them to move on to where they belong … 

    This does seem to be a concern many have …

    I do thank you for visiting … Please leave me a comment …

    Sharon