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I’m starting to piece it together…

I had my heart officially grab my throat and hop in to my mouth as my eyes almost popped out my head from the shock.

There are revelations being seen… actually heard. And it’s all coming from my 7-year-old daughter.

I’m not one to brush off my kids when they tell me that they’d seen/heard/felt something. I don’t make a huge deal. But I don’t get to where I just tell them to stop lying/playing games.

I almost cried this morning when I realized what I had. It was truly a light-bulb moment.

As I was cleaning my daughter’s ears (we got new piercings 3 weeks ago), she opened up to me, just talking as if she’s making small talk.

At one point, I had to pause and I listened intently.

She says that she sometimes talks to and plays with a little girl GHOST.

She said that she is about 7 (or 8) years old.

She cannot (the girl ghost) cannot talk, is scared and lonely.

She wants us to be her family.

The girl ghost sometimes DOES giggle.

The girl ghost has moved a puzzle piece of her’s.


Needless to say I was having my heart pound. She described things that I have not (nor has my husband) told ANY of my kids. Especially her.

I’m now more than ever feeling that we (my husband and I) made a mistake. We did NOT lose a boy, Michael. We lost a girl! But the baby was so far decayed in my womb, there was no way of knowing for certain at the time of the D&C.

I have a STRONG feeling it was her breaking that boot salt shaker. It was her that threw that rock at the door to get our attention.

It was her giggling as my husband watched TV that day (and he even said it sounded like a girl’s giggle).

My daughter…. She wants us to know she is with us. She wants to interact with us. She wants us to know she is here and is still a part of our family. She wants to know she is still loved, thought of and wanted.

Only, it took her little sister to make the confirmation for me. Now, I more than ever wish to do some EVP work (both with just having the recorder run overnight, and with us asking questions and letting her communicate).

But I am scared to hear her voice and hear what she has to say. I’ve moved on with my life. I can’t understand her need for wanting to be here. I held on to her for 2 years. But I learned to move on and let go, knowing (at least I thought so) she was with my mother until it’s time for her and I to be reunited.


Posted by on April 15, 2012 in beliefs, family, ghosts, hauntings, paranormal, parenting


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Take My *ADVICE* When It Comes To Dealing With "Gifted" Children.

Yesterday, I had posted about what happened at the Wendy’s restaurant the other night in regards to my six-year-old daughter. To read it, CLICK HERE.

After reading a couple of the comments that others had posted and after talking to my stepmother, I decided to talk about how I handle the kids and their “gifts”. I know that at least two of them “see” things. where as one (my oldest daughter who is eleven) primarily only hears things.

In the space of about the last six years, between two very different homes, one being out in the country, living in a single wide trailer that is as old as ME, and where we are living now, which is a brick home with a full, finished basement and a full attic, and is NOT sitting on it’s original property site, many things have transpired paranormally speaking.

As most people who regularly read my blog know, my first experience with any kind of ghostly activity was at the age of eight. From there, it just took off. And for years, I never said anything to anyone. That is until my father told me of some “weird things” he had happen, starting after my mother’s passing in 1989. But she too had some creepy stuff in that home in Fremont happen as well when she was alive.

Thanks to my knowledge and better understanding of why ghosts “hang around” and spirits make their presences known, I can honestly tell my three children I understand their fears and DO believe them when they say that they have heard something “walking”, “being dragged”, “being played with”, “see someone”.

Although, the number one thing I am STILL trying to make them realize (especially my son) is that we cannot tell EVERYONE who enters our home. Not even family. That there is a time and a place. And not everyone is accepting of what we believe and know, or experience.

When my youngest came up to me the other night, on her way to bed, she said that she’d seen a “little boy staring at me from the bathroom”, which had its door ajar. She claimed that the boy was “peeking around the corner” of the door at her.

Her eyes were wide as silver dollars. I immediately told her that it’s okay and that he won’t hurt her. And I let her know I too have seen him before and that “he just wanted to see what you (as in her) were doing”. Which of course was getting in to bed.

One of the primary things to remember if your child suddenly states that they “see someone” that you cannot see yourself is to NEVER “blow them off” or discount what they are telling you. The more you are willing to open yourself up to the *possibility* that indeed your child can see things that maybe you cannot, the better you can support and even help them understand what THEY are going through.

But you must also teach them proper timing with “blurting out” about having an experience. Like telling them to not tell LITTLE children, to pick the friends you WANT TO have know about their gift wisely (I’d lost many a friend thanks to telling those that just didn’t understand or believe me…and instead believed I was a nutcase), and to do their best to self-discern what very well is a Paranormal experience and what may be the house settling.

There is good to come for your child who may possess this ability. I believe it builds self-confidence, builds their self-esteem, helps them to be more in tune with their bodies and minds, and it hones their intuitive skills.

But it will NOT happen unless you as their parent/guardian help them along the way in a positive direction. And when parents who are “afraid” of what their kids can do start telling the child it’s just their imagination and get on them for “telling tales” is doing the child a great disservice to them as an individual and to the Psychic/Sensitive/Medium Community.

Many of us “Sensitives” get a bad wrap as it is, thanks to the TRUE FRAUDS (who shall remain nameless of who I think are shams). To basically call a child “too imaginative” or tell them to “stop imagining up such things” who can HONESTLY see/hear/feel things that are beyond the realm of flesh, blood and bone, it makes them less likely to want to use their gift for GOOD and to even want to maintain it.



It is one of my two most favorite Holidays. Christmas is the other one.

The reason I love Halloween so much is because, for one night, I can escape in to another realm of thinking. I can be who I want to be. Not who I HAVE TO BE. Which of course is wife, mother, sister-in-law, daughter and daughter-in-law.

This year, I am planning on doing a cool project with my youngest daughter’s Kindergarten class. It’s going to be Jug Jack-O-Lanterns that will also serve as a Trick-Or-Treat bucket.

My kids, my husband and I all love to dress up on Halloween. We love seeing all of the different costumes, the smiles on all of the children’s faces, and we love hearing “trick or treat” from the little ones. Especially those that are still trying to learn how to talk.

Here is a bit of a rundown on the history of this spook-tastic holiday from

“Halloween (also spelled Hallowe’en) is an annual holiday observed on October 31. It has roots in the Celtic festival of Samhain and the Christian holiday All Saints’ Day, but is today largely a secular celebration.

Common Halloween activities include trick-or-treating, wearing costumes and attending costume parties, carving jack-o’-lanterns, ghost tours, bonfires, apple bobbing, visiting haunted attractions, committing pranks, telling ghost stories or other frightening tales, and watching horror films…

Historian Nicholas Rogers, exploring the origins of Halloween, notes that while “some folklorists have detected its origins in the Roman feast of Pomona, the goddess of fruits and seeds, or in the festival of the dead called Parentalia, it is more typically linked to the Celtic festival of Samhain, whose original spelling was Samuin (pronounced sow-an or sow-in)”.[1] The name is derived from Old Irish and means roughly “summer’s end”.[1] A similar festival was held by the ancient Britons and is known as Calan Gaeaf (pronounced Kálan Gái av).

The festival of Samhain celebrates the end of the “lighter half” of the year and beginning of the “darker half”, and is sometimes[2] regarded as the “Celtic New Year”.

The ancient Celts believed that the border between this world and the Otherworld became thin on Samhain, allowing spirits (both harmless and harmful) to pass through. The family’s ancestors were honoured and invited home while harmful spirits were warded off. It is believed that the need to ward off harmful spirits led to the wearing of costumes and masks. Their purpose was to disguise oneself as a harmful spirit and thus avoid harm. In Scotland the spirits were impersonated by young men dressed in white with masked, veiled or blackened faces.[4][5] Samhain was also a time to take stock of food supplies and slaughter livestock for winter stores. Bonfires played a large part in the festivities. All other fires were doused and each home lit their hearth from the bonfire. The bones of slaughtered livestock were cast into its flames.[6] Sometimes two bonfires would be built side-by-side, and people and their livestock would walk between them as a cleansing ritual…

The word Halloween is first attested in the 16th century and represents a Scottish variant of the fuller All-Hallows-Eve, that is, the night before All Hallows Day. Although the phrase All Hallows is found in Old English (ealra hálȝena mæssedæȝ, the feast of all saints), All-Hallows-Even is itself not attested until 1556.”

Also, many Christians are very against this “holiday of evil and devil worshiping”. To them, it is not pleasing or glorifying to God, to prance around asking for handouts and being dressed as things that are un-holy in nature (witches, ghosts, monsters). The Chrsitian sects that are primarily against this fun night are the Fundamentalists and the Evangelicals…They feel that the holiday’s Pagan ways stray too far from Godliness, that there is no ‘good’ that can come from ‘celebrating the devil’ (which to those who know the TRUE origins and nature of this night’s festivities, know that those ASSUMPTIONS are very far from the truth).

Do you like Halloween? Do you and/or your family celebrate by passing out candy and maybe go and have a little fun getting some goodies in return? What are your thoughts about the one night that you can be whomever and whatever you want to be?


Guest Writer, Suzi… Shared Abilities By Blood?

Suzi and I had met on FaceBook, via the “Like” Page for Psychic and Medium, Chip Coffey, who is featured on A&E’s ‘Psychic Kids’ and ‘Paranormal State’.

We hit it off pretty instantaneously, her and I, within one of Mr. Coffey’s posts where there was a heated argument ensuing. Suzi and I ‘tag-teamed’ and showed a certain other commenter the error of their ways of their words.

For as long as she can remember, Suzi has had Psychic abilities. Now, her daughters have all shown to have psychic gifts as well. They are (to my knowledge from our conversations) the third generation of the females on her mother’s side to possess abilities.

Does the following story tell of truth that indeed Psychic and/or Mediumship abilities can and often times do pass on from one generation to the next? Or is it mere a mere fluke of timing on the part of ‘who’s got it, and who don’t’?

You be the judge after reading this from Suzi’s own account…

I have been aware of my abilities for a very long time. I hear spirits, have psychic dreams, have a gut instinct that never fails me if I listen. I was in denial for many yrs because my family doesn’t believe in afterlife, spirits or psychic abilities. It’s happened too many times to deny the validity anymore.

When i became a mom, it never occurred to me, the same gift may be passed to my children… But it did, to each child. Difference is, I am raising my kiddos to believe in the things unseen, to listen to the voice inside.

I used to live in an area in my hometown that was used as a sick bay infirmary back in the 1800’s. People went there when they had contagious diseases or were on their death bed. One day, drivng down the hill to my home on the lake, my eldest daughter, then 3, started waving saying “Look momma! A boy in old clothes!” Knowing that noone lived in that particular area & being concerned for a childs safety, I put my car in reverse. Went back & I saw nothing but my head was pounding like I’d been hit.

She still saw him & proceeded to describe him to me. At the time, I believed she had seen a spirit, just didn’t know we could help him. Many years have passed since we have lived on that road & bout a month ago, my now 13yr old daughter asked to go back. (see her younger sister was born in that hm w/ my midwife, so she wanted to see it again)

On the way down the hill again, almost instantaneously, we both got an intense pressure headache in the same spot she had seen the boy. We continued to the spot where I birthed my 2nd child, reminisced on the area a bit & then started our way back up the hill. But, before we did, I talked to her like Chip would on the Psychic kids show.

I parked the SUV right in the spot, w/ returned headaches & all. Then we both spoke both out loud & under our breath to the spirits of the boy & any other lost spirits there.

“Basically, you are dead, you need to grasp the hand of your passed on love one & walk into the light. God will help you from there. Its time to move on..” & so forth.

The pressure began to release slowly but surely. We felt good about what we did that day, but my daughter asked that we not go back…

She said she was she feared returning & didn’t want more souls to come to her, it hurt too much. I understood, told her how proud I was of her. She was proud too, that we did it together.

Shes growing up so fast & I have 2 more right behind her & many more stories to tell…. Until next time! :^)


Children and the Paranormal World

Often times, when small children come to their parents, claiming that they have seen something that is not “normal”, or hear odd noises, such as scratching, footsteps, or voices from an indescribable place, parents often tell said child that they were just dreaming, hearing things, or having an over-active imagination.

But when is it TRULY one of those types of situations above, and when is it REALLY something more than just what “meets the eyes/ears”? Or any other senses, for that matter?

I remember as a small child (speaking of ages eight, when my experiences began, to up around twelve years of age), I was just too plain scared to say anything, for fear of not being believed. I said something ONE time, only to be told I was dreaming or imagining things. When I *knew* that there was more to it, than just my imagination and Dream-like fantasy areas of my brain being in overdrive.

These days, I still have experiences with the Other Side. Believe me, or not. That is up to each individual reader. But so do two of my three children at this point. One of them being ten, the other just turning nine last month.

I’ve heard them speak of voices, seeing apparitions (either in part, like an arm, or whole and full-bodied spirits), hearing steps and seeing a door close when no wind was around.

In those times that my children come running to me, to tell me that they experienced an ‘odd’ occurrence, I listen intently, making sure that they aren’t ‘rushing’ through their story, then give my take on what may have happened and what to do (or not do, be it the case).

I’m not one to just brush it off (so to speak) or feel that it’s just their imagination running wild. Why? Because I have seen with all three of my children, the wonders of their openness to what may lay on another parallel that we really have not much understanding or knowledge of. Since they were babies, I noted “strange” giggles, facial expressions and reactions that my (then) babies had. They were not just gas, relieving themselves in their diapers, and “basic communication” with what would be thought of as an “imaginary” friend. I really, and truly felt that they were communicating with those that even I, a believer of such things, could not see or hear.

So, yes, I do believe that children, especially of the smaller variety, can see and hear (maybe even physically experience as well) ghosts (or spirits, if that’s your name for them) more so than us adults can.

Why? Because they are innocent creatures, untainted (at that point of youth) by societies (and parental) views of ghosts/spirits/hauntings/Paranormal Subjects not being “real” or of worldly acceptance. We, as their parents (most of us, anyways) have taught our children that it’s “all in their head” and that other people will think that you are “crazy” for believing and talking of such things. Which, at least in my case, in my home, is not the case.

It all honestly depends on each individual, their upbringing, personal conviction, their belief system and their personal acceptance of such matters. And how they feel to teach the future generation of society in the subject, as well.


Posted by on May 14, 2010 in children, life, parenting, teaching, upbrining