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Paranormal Encounters At The Old White House
For some time my wife and I had been looking for a new home. Being psychic has always been helpful when one goes house hunting. Growing up in haunted home, I am always very cautious about the properties we consider. Experience has taught me that it is not always the house itself that is haunted – it can also be the land that the house is built on.
Currently we live in the countryside. Yes, we do have one traffic light, and yes, we do have a chicken stand. We wanted to look for something that would offer us a brand new beginning. We have gone through many realtors, of whom none had the patience for us to find the right house.
My wife eventually found a lady named Alice, from another town. When we met her, we told her we wanted a good size house with some land and an outbuilding to run a small business. I told Alice that I did psychic readings and when I walk into a house I could pick up on any spiritual energy that may be present. Our new realtor thought it cool that I had psychic gifts, and I told her it does help when looking for a house. Continue reading
The Psychic Sense Of Smell
Did you know that someone who passed on can communicate with us using our sense of smell. I have heard of people smelling cigars and flowers, or even peppermint sticks.
I experienced this phenomenon myself on the Bicentennial weekend of July 4th, 1976. My grandfather who passed years before always smoked those little cigars that had a sweet smell, and when he came over and spend the weekend he would smoke them. And the same with my father; he was also a cigar smoker. I can remember that smell like it was yesterday, but oddly the smell would not have the same flavor as my grandfather’s cigar smoke. We always knew when my dad had lit a cigar, because it would give off that one specific smell. Continue reading
The Animal Psychic Connection
As any pet owner knows, we work to make sure our ‘babies’ are safely housed with a warm blanket and plenty of food. At least, this is how it is for me. My animals are my children and provide me with the most unconditional love and support I could ever ask for.
Pets are little people with fur. My Tinkerbell will be the first to tell you, in her ‘Auntie Mame’ sort of way, that she is only here because she loves her mommy so much. My boy Cricket would say that he likes to lie next to me when I am not feeling so good and he tries to take the pain away. And my Polly Pocket gets sick when I get sick. I have to muster up and climb myself out of bed so that my tiny Chihuahua won’t slip into a major depression! Continue reading