An event at a recent ghost vigil has left some of our group with a dilemma,
or at least has given them cause to question their belief (or Faith)
No longer then an entertainment but a possible significant event for some.
When we started out doing Paranormal Investigations (Ghost Hunts to you and me)
It was always as an entertainment, and nobody really takes himself or herself very seriously
Most members of the group are people who are curious, but not actually believers in the
Paranormal World
Sure our group consists of Mediums, Sensitive people, sceptics, and those who are just curious
but still all in a light hearted way.
For me this has not changed, but the event, as I shall now describe, may raise a question or two with some.
We went on a ghost vigil at a B&B, after being invited to try and explain disturbances that had been
experienced by residents and staff alike.
Four of our group, (two group members, the medium and myself) were investigating an upper room,
Of the B&B that had been reported to of experienced unexplained events.
We were not pre warned what they were just that the staff wanted this room investigated.
The room itself was a good size duel room with an-suite and a small sitting room attached
Very clean and modern, with two windows one in each of the room areas, both had the thick curtains closed, leaving no natural light in the room; the only light was by low light torches.
We sat in the room quietly, taking in the atmosphere, which I have to report was normal, with no particular ambiance, as we have experienced elsewhere in haunted locations. In fact quite the opposite, it was a very pleasant room anybody would of been happy to stay in.
The room is in regular use, and on the whole guest are very happy.
After a while the medium sensed the presence of a female spirit (I as usual felt nothing but was none the less curious) she said she would try and trance the spirit to communicate with us
I need I think to explain that a Trance Medium is meant to be able channel a spirit through her body so that the spirit can communicate with us. The Medium and the spirit merge, this is only done if the medium is absolutely sure that there is no bad intent on the part of the spirit.
I have seen this done on television as I guess will most people who read this report, but it is not like the play-acting you may of seen by some so called mediums made famous by the television exploits. This was not a TV program, this was not an attempt to deceive or entertain.
This was for real or as real as it gets
Three of use sat at a table in the sitting room area about 6 feet from the bottom edge of the bed
Where the medium now sat. It seemed an age but I guess was only few minutes,
The Medium concentrated her energy, trying to communicate with the spirit of this lady and allowing her to channel through her body and hopefully speak to us.
Now this bit is weird, as the Medium sat on the edge of the bed, trying to channel the spirit, her features appeared to alter, rather the shape of her appearance, her head shape and her shoulders
appeared to move, or narrow.
I was looking straight at her all through the process, not really knowing what to expect, looking to
see if something would happen.
The room was of course poorly lit and the medium could only be seen as not much more that a
shadow figure, but this is what I believe I saw, as such I note it here.
A voice emanating from the Medium then softly spoke in a gentle southern Irish accent.
“Are you here to see me?”
At first we said nothing, we had not seen this before, we did not know what to do.
After a moment the voice spoke again
“Cat got your tongue?”
We asked gently and hesitantly who are you?
“I’m Mary,” she said
The voice clearly was not the
normal voice of the medium in tone or dialect.
Although I suspect it could
easily be created by the medium, it would have been very difficult
to maintain for the whole
duration of the event, without those present being able to detect a change
or deviation. I must report
that it was constant throughout then event
I guess we asked loads of silly questions, where did she come from? Why was she here?
Did she work here? Did she live here?
She said here name was Mary and she was 19 years old, she was a teacher of the local children
And died in 1953. This was here room and she often came back to see who was in her room and to see the children again. She said she had scared people but it was not her intention.
I was fascinated by this, and wondered could this be true?
By this time we were more confident and I started to ask the questions I really wanted to know
What was there after death? is there a Heaven or Hell, is there a devil? And is there a god?
The answers, were not what I was expecting at all
She said it was not what we think of it at all, they laugh at our imagination of the after life
There is no Heaven or Hell, no devil either, just stories to scare children and control the week minded
There is no god, but there is a higher spirit (a teacher if you like)
As in life there are choices, in spirit, they can travel or visit any place, or observer people,
They can teach or learn, the can be re-incarnated.
I asked about religion or faith, she said it did not matter, no religion was correct. If faith helps you
through your day, then fine, be comforted by it. In the end though it does not matter.
She said that our fascination with things was comical
Just how many pairs of shoes do you need, and laughed at our need to spend more and more on items
which in reality are not important.
At this she wished us well and went.
Slowly the medium cane round, seemingly oblivious to what had just occurred.
As a philosophy this was all quite plausible, whether it is believable or not is another question
I find I am probably unfairly questioning the medium’s integrity, when I have no cause to do so other than my own failure to accept what I was hearing. Her honesty has never come into question before moreover it is totally out of character for her to fake or misrepresent anything.
So I guess it comes down to
What we are prepared to believe.
Peter Sugden
www.ghostvigils.co.uk