Showing posts with label guest blogger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guest blogger. Show all posts

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Guest blogger: Patricia Lane, Paranormal Investigator

Today the blog has its second guest post...this time from Patricia Lane.  She's a paranormal investigator (a job that I'm fascinated by, but scared to do), and she's going to tell us about the most memorable experience she's had during an investigation.  

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When I tell people I’m a paranormal investigator, folks always ask why and if I have ever seen anything.


            Now, I have been professionally investigating for almost 3 years, but I have had so many experiences growing up that I looked for answers as to what could cause voices and taps. When I was fourteen, I had a near death experience and I began a search for answers. Which led me to the field of paranormal research.


            When I was dating my now husband, I discovered that he too also was interested in the field. After we got married, we started ghost hunting as partners.


            We joined a professional Arkansas group 2 years later. Now in the almost five years I’ve been doing this, I’ve had a ton of various experiences and have seen and heard some pretty weird stuff.


            One of the most frequently questions I am asked is what is my most memorable experience. Now truthfully, I have had quite a few but the following is the one that has stuck with me the most, both with the emotions attached to it and the fact it was the first time I’d had this particular type of experience.


            The group I was with at the time was investigating a spa that had once been a brothel in the 1920s. (I will name no names or locations as the owners of this spa requested to remain anonymous so not to hurt their business) It proved to be an interesting investigation as there was a motorcycle rally going on at the same time. I’m not sure exactly how old this building was, but it had the classic creaky floor of an old building. We went through the building in a walkthrough to see where all the “hot spots”, places where the most paranormal activity is reported. The night was fairly quiet, paranormal wise. Until I went into one of the massage rooms with two other investigators. We were doing an EVP (electronic voice phenomenon) in the room. I will admit I was starting to get bored as we had debunked everything we came across. So we invited any spirits there to touch us. When we had no reaction, we started making jokes that we promised not to run out of the room screaming “Dude, run!” (A nod to the first season of Ghost Hunters when one of their investigators freaked out and screamed the same phrase before running full speed down a hall. It’s a joke among us) A few moments later, I feel something cold on my arms as if someone had placed their hands on my arms. Naturally, as an open-minded debunking investigator, I immediately look around for something that would cause cold air to blow on me. I see the vent above me and asked if the air was on. The two investigators informed me that the owner turned the air off so we wouldn’t have any false cold spots. (It is generally believed that spirits take energy from the air around them in order to manifest, causing cold spots) I tell them my arms are freezing. My fellow investigators immediately started measuring the temperature around me and taking pictures. There was no change in temperature and the pictures resulted in nothing. The two investigators with me were husband and wife sensitives. The wife did what we normally never did, used nonscientific means to contact this particular spirit. The spirit was a woman that was my age at the time that was murdered when the building was a brothel (Which is what I was told by my fellow investigator) She said the woman was terrified and felt safe with me, thus attached herself to me. Even with me telling the woman, I want to say her name was Susanne, that she couldn’t come home with me and that she had to stay there, she refused to let go. Another sensitive on the team came into the room and she ended up having to help her cross over.

Later, when the evidence review team (which consisted of myself, husband and our one of our best friends) were going over the recording we made, we caught one good EVP. One that was caught during the walkthrough in the room where I had my experience with Susanne. As we were leaving the room, I made a comment that the back of my head was tingling. A moment later, a woman’s voice whispers “Don’t go. Come back,” The only EVP we caught the entire night.


I was told, a few years later, that the same night I woke up screaming “Get him off of me!” My husband didn’t tell me this at the time because he hadn’t wanted to freak me out. It slipped one night when we were talking about it.

I am no longer with the other group for personal reasons, but I have cofounded another group. With the old teams evidence review team.


For more information on my team or read about my other investigations, visit me at truestoriesofaparanormalinvestigator.blogspot.com.

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Patricia Lane is an author and Paranormal Investigator who works out of central Arkansas.  She is the co-founder of a paranormal investigation group that is still in the works.  She currently lives with her husband and cat in the same area.



Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Guest blogger: Michelle Wright. Psychic Medium, Author, and Optimist

Today is a special day because we have our first guest blogger!  Her name is Michelle Wright, she's a psychic medium, and this is her story:

I never woke up one morning horrified to find I was surrounded by spirits. It was as if I was expected to see them and if it wasn’t deceased family members giving me messages and signs it would be spirits connected to my school friends. The latter became nothing short of a nightmare as I would march into school happy to think I was helping by blurting out warnings and other strange stuff. What I got for my trouble was fights or detention for disrupting the class until I wised up and stayed quiet. Being this way had been a way of life for so long I never knew any different, naively believing everyone could see what I saw. 

They didn’t which resulted in a stressful childhood. My mother was a psychic medium as was my grandmother and her mother before her. I had without consent inherited the gene or gift as my mother put it even though I saw it as something far more sinister—a curse. Even today I can identify with world famous mediums who in their autobiographies talk about their early years being a major struggle as they battled against being seen as a ‘freak’ or ‘emotionally disturbed.’ Apart from my immediate family I had to grapple the same problem. Biting my tongue whenever I wanted to blurt out a spirit message to a complete stranger became the norm as did keeping my gift a secret for many years.

Someone asked me once what it felt like to live with one foot in the other world while going about my daily life. My answer was simple...I have always believed in an afterlife where loved ones wait in joy for our return home. This world is just a school of learning, a place to advance our souls and burn karma. The world beyond is the one I accept more readily. What’s it like ‘over there’ is a common question from clients who come to me for readings. Here is where I’d like to dispel the myth that we all float on clouds playing harps or sleep forever. We are still very much alive, more than ever as we enter a wider world which s an ethereal copy of our reality. Spirits create homes and environments as much the same as what they had when alive until they are ready to move on to a higher realm. Loved ones prepare for our passing and pets we had wait patiently for our return. So where do I fit in? 

I bring forth the messages only the person in front of me will make sense of. This is a reassurance they are hearing from someone other than me and a chance to let go of the grief which may have been holding them back. I don’t use tarot cards or ask for something personal to work with. I am a channeller...a direct link. Most of my psychic experiences are visual. I see the spirit usually standing by my ride side bringing not only messages but showing me how they passed. Sometimes I pull back if they passed over suddenly, or in a lot of pain because I can take on what they were feeling...not pleasant for me at all and very draining. Often, at the end of a reading I’m left with a headache or fatigue which passes within the hour. On the bright side spirits can be funny. I remember one reading I did where a loving mother was determined her daughter didn’t leave her floor so wet after she washed it. “Do you want someone to go head over heels?” she said. For the daughter it was proof her mother had come back and was still making her bossy presence felt! Then there are excitable spirits who have waited so long for a medium to relay messages they are impossible to understand. Imagine you’ve not been able to speak to someone close to you for years because you lost touch. One day out of the blue you find each other again. I doubt the first words spoken would be formal, if anything you’ll both be too excited and probably babble for the first few seconds. A spirit waiting for the all important connection is exactly the same. We don’t change very much.

I sometimes wonder why I was landed with a responsibility which often feels like a burden. Life as a medium is not an easy one, but I wouldn’t change a thing and, I will always hear my wise mother’s words. “Like it or not, it’s what it is, a way to help people who really need it.’’

From the age of nine I was passionate about becoming a writer, now, having fulfilled my dream through journalism I graduated to writing paranormal and historical fiction novels. Earlier this year I signed with a great new publishing company Curiosity Quills who released two of my previously self-published novels and three new ones. But no matter how busy my schedule is I still make time for giving psychic readings whether they be face to face or by email. After all said and done I can’t ignore the obvious. I will always be a medium.
Check out Michelle's website!


If you'd like to know more about Michelle's books, here's her Amazon author page: 



Thanks for being my first guest blogger, Michelle...that was fascinating!