Showing posts with label Roswell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roswell. Show all posts

Sunday, October 27, 2013

Talking to Heaven Oracle

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Bought the new Talking to Heaven Mediumship Cards deck created by Doreen Virtue and medium James Van Praagh. I don't like the images at all; they are photographs and it seems cheap to me. A matter of taste. I do like the card back design; a bit typical with stairs and puffy clouds all about, but it's all right.

James Van Praagh, Doreen Virtue Talking to Heaven Mediumship oracle
However, so far, as an oracle, I have had some intense mini readings. My cat Matisse died a couple of weeks ago. He was eighteen, and hadn't been doing well the past year or two, just getting old. We literally spent an entire Saturday watching him let go of life and it was damn hard. I have some guilt over this, as I did with my cat Roswell, who was killed by two dogs in May. I still haven't gotten over his death. As we do when loved ones die, we often question if we could have done things differently, and if only we had, we could have prevented their deaths. A normal reaction for many of us but it's also non-productive and not true. My question was "What do I need to know?" surrounding Matisse and Roswell, and the card that I pulled: "You have nothing to feel guilty about."

 A few nights ago I attended a "dumb dinner" (eating in silence, with a place setting, with food, for the ancestors) and afterwards, a sort of seance with the use of ghost hunting equipment. We all took turns holding an EMF detector, for example. It lit up and flickered while I held it (it did this for Jim as well) and I felt the presence of my Dad. I didn't hear his voice, or see any images, but I knew it was his spirit, and not anyone else's. Can't explain it more than that. There was also the ghost box (hacked radio that allows spirit voices to come through) and as I was thinking of my Dad, asking him if he was present, a few bars of jazz came through -- he was a huge jazz fan.



One thing about my Dad -- he has been appearing in my dreams, and his presence in those dreams has evolved. For some time, when he appeared to me in the dream state, he was silent, clearly unhappy. He seemed lost. He was usually behind a glass door or wall; the kind of pebbled glass that you can't see through clearly. His face was usually gray, ashen. The last couple of times he appeared in my dreams he was very happy, talkative, walking around, engaging with me. He looked healthy. Again I asked the cards, with the intent of communicating with my Dad, "What do I need to know?" The card that came up was "We have been together in  dreams."

Friday, March 9, 2012

Out of Place Ghosts: Jim Marrs and Roswell Ghosts

(Posted on my Orange Orb blog 4/18/07)

I suppose all ghosts are “out of place,” or they wouldn’t be ghosts.

And maybe “out of place” -- the designation OOP -- isn’t quite accurate here.

But this item, and the Jim Marrs story of Roswell hospital ghosts, inspired this thought.

From this item: ghosts in Antarctica. It just seems like an odd image; ghosts in the snow. Snow ghosts. Ice ghosts. “The Thing,” maybe. Something about all that snow and ice and the unseen makes it all the more unwordly and creepy. (I'm not an ice and snow person, maybe that has something to do with my unease.)


Erebus crash blamed for Antarctica 'ghosts'
By JOHN HENZELL - The Press | Tuesday, 17 April 2007

A supernatural experience in Antarctica on Friday the 13th has left a winter worker convinced of the existence of ghosts on the frozen continent.

American Allie Barden was sent to work in a stores building at McMurdo Station, the United States base near New Zealand's Scott Base, and knew it was empty because it was padlocked from outside when she arrived.

"As soon as I entered, something was weird," she said.

"I took a couple of steps in (and) the hair on the top of my head stood on end – footsteps upstairs; undeniably footsteps. A slow cadence of footsteps.

"I froze. It went from the back of the building to the front."

Ross Island is rife with ghostly sightings, often attributed to the 257 victims of the Air New Zealand plane crash on Mount Erebus in 1979, whose bodies were stored at McMurdo before being returned to New Zealand.


That, juxtaposed with all the weird covert experiments going on in Antarctica gives the conspiracy, esoteric minded individual a lot to play with.

I mentioned Jim Marrs; some time ago he was a guest on C2C and had a greatly interesting story to tell of “alien ghosts” in a hospital in Roswell. Really juicy, fascinating stuff for any Fortean junkie. Curiously, I haven’t heard much follow up on this. I did find this story by Marrs:

ALIEN GHOSTS AT ROSWELL?”
Emma Duran said she once met a man who told her that he had worked at the Roswell base and that aliens from the crash site were autopsied there. He told her that he had taken a bit of metal from the crash debris but that government agents had retrieved it from him and warned both he and his family not to talk about it.

Owen, who has both seen and heard strange things in the NMRC, said he had never encountered the alien ghost but nevertheless added, “I’ve heard people say they have seen aliens running around.”


And then there’s the ghost-UFO connection. Where elements of UFO activity seem to mimic hauntings. Or, one appears to facilitate the other.

Nothing enlightening here as to theories or pontifications. Just a somewhat idle observation.