Showing posts with label Paranormal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paranormal. Show all posts

Thursday, May 01, 2008

Bewitched or Just Confused


I know you thought this was going to be about a paranormal element thinking it was alive when it’s a ghost or someone placed under a spell, and in a way this topic is in that vein.

Recently, I’ve noticed my cat, Sophie, exhibiting human traits.

It all started when I was chewing on a straw, a nervous habit of mine. Well, I’m sitting on the couch with hubby and chewing on the straw from my drink when Sophie jumps up in my lap and bites the other end.

A tug of war ensued with her the winner only because I was laughing so hard.

The next day I’m at my desk sipping on a glass of ice tea through a straw, set it down and her ears perk up. She slinks over from her place on my desk and well, a picture is worth a thousand words.



Whenever animals imitate human behavior, it always gives me pause.

When Sophie is having a difficult time settling down, I can say, lie down and go to sleep and she obeys as though trained. Of course we all know cats are too independent to do what they are told. Yet, there are times when I say things to her without any kind of voice inflection and she responds like a human would, I have to wonder how much is verbal response or a sixth sense response.

Whatever the reason, it serves to remind me just how connected all living things are, regardless of the species and our physical differences.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Anything for love? Really?


So in the world of the paranormal, you do know this opens an entirely limitless realm of possibilities.

Would you? I mean could you be a vamp? What would that really really mean? First you’d have to be bitten, preferably on the neck. Then you’d have to give a most generous donation of blood. If that’s not enough to give you pause, then consider the fact you’re going to need to D-I-E and then, you’ll come half-way back, neither dead nor alive – UNDEAD. Aside from the bonus of being immortal and never-aging, what do you get in exchange for this demonstration of eternal love?

Well, you never have to look at yourself in the mirror again. Oops, what do you do about hair, makeup? How do you check for anything you might not want on your face or something stuck between your ah… fangs? Guess that means your new life-mate as in immortal lover will do that for ya! But how would it impact self-esteem and self-worth if you could never see your reflection again.

Hmm… And oops, now you have this constant thirst for warm human blood. So unless you are a sophisticated vamp, that means you’re going to have to hunt down and kill for every meal, but wait that’s not all. You cannot go out in the daylight, at least not unprotected, but that’s okay because you now love the night like you used to love sunny days at the beach. You are one with the nocturnal world.

You are on the higher end of the scary creatures’ food chain, but you are going to have some competition from weres, ghosts, demons, ghouls, zombies, gargoyles, and well, it’s a whole new world that you’re just beginning to experience. But, you really did believe you would do anything for love and after all, now you have your man, so it was worth all the cannots.

On the positive side of this transformation, you can’t die, you already did that. You can fly. You are immortal as long as you avoid garlic, holy water, stakes, and having your head cut off. Gulp! You can communicate telepathically. Yay. You will know what loverboy wants before he says it. That can be quite handy. (g)


You can hypnotize unsuspecting humans and seduce them into being compliant so you can have a meal. If you’re lucky you may find willing donors who will let you feed on them. Yes, there are folks who will do anything to be of service to a vamp. Many think they’ll be turned as a reward for their service. Little do they know. Sigh.

Your aging stopped when you transformed, but you will soon learn you can shape shift into just about anyone or anything you desire. That could provide some bedroom fun with you eternal beloved. Just be glad you didn’t fall for a werewolf. Imagine what you’d do with all that body hair. Eww. Of course, your hunger would only last a few nights a month, but at least a vamp can still be sexy and pretty.
Now if you’d opted for a gargoyle makeover, be warned, you’ll transform into your gargoyle form come day, but as long as you avoid the sunlight, you won't turn into stone. BE CAREFUL! You'll be the good guy of the nocturnal group. You hunt demons! Oh, you'll also gain telepathic powers and the ability to distinguish demons from humans. Definitely a plus since you’ll have the uncontrollable instinct to slay every demon you see, because that's what you now live for.

All in all, it takes a mighty big love to agree to transform into one of these paranormal creatures and to do so would mean an eternal commitment, so I advise you make darn sure before saying you’ll do anything for love when it comes to these creatures.


Friday, March 21, 2008

Sex Appeal and the Paranormal


WHO DID IT?
I mean, seriously, who was the first writer who decided to change how vamps had previously been portrayed as fanged blood sucking horrors into the modern day perception of sexy, and ah... darnit, handsome heart-stoppin' hunks of burnin' love?
I racked my brain, did some research and then I had a lightbulb moment - bowing to the mistress of vampires - ANNE RICE! Yes, she is the queen of giving the vampire sex appeal. Oh, others tried in films before her, but none did it quite like she did. Sure Bram Stoker created a most excellent one, too, but I dub Anne Rice forever!
And what makes a modern vamp sexy? Well, he or she has lived long enough to know not just how to do it, but many many ways to do it. (eg)
What about ghosts? Well, the old classic The Ghost and Mrs. Muir comes to mind, but then Patrick Swayze in GHOST wins hands down as sexy in the mist, baby! DITTO!

Other memorable paranormal misfits and star-crossed lovers have filled books and films, but the question remains- What is the mystique of a sexy paranormal lover? The obvious answer is other worldly.
The paranormal lover be it vampire, ghost, werewolf, shapshiter, or whatever -- is intriguing because of its very nature being different from ours. The possibilities of its life being forever and a human as the object of its desires captures the imagination in stark contrasts. The chemistry of opposites attracting sends tingles up and down our spines.
A being who is immortal is awe-inspiring. Our quest to conquer death plays into the fascination of these heroes and heroines with the possibility their ability to cheat death just might rub off on their human lover. Of course, it will to have the perfect HEA.

Friday, March 14, 2008

How do you leave an immortal?



I'm not so sure there are 50 ways to live a vampire or a werewolf. How do you shake off a ghost short of becoming one? It could take eternity. Hmm.

To leave a vampire would probably not be a pleasant process. And then there are gargoyles and shapeshifters.

Typically these beings mate, for well, forever, so you better be darn sure before you say I do to the sexy vamp. I just don't think they'd be too keen on letting you go, Jo, but just in case you can pull it off and actually leave that paranormal lover, here are my best shots on how to do it.
  1. Give him a bite in the neck, Beck

  2. Show him the moon, June

  3. Give him a scream, Maureen

  4. Just a little cross in the face, Grace

  5. Dash of holy water in the eye, Kia

  6. Squeeze garlic in his goatee, Dee

  7. Feed him a doggie biscuit made of wolfbane, Jane

  8. Turn him to stone, Joan

  9. Shapeshift out the door, Cora

  10. Give him a ghost of a chance, Nance

  11. Haunt him with a night of fright, Brite

  12. Give him a sunlight hit, Kit

  13. Switch the stock of blood, Ms Judd

  14. Stake him in the heart, Mart

  15. Buy him a cross for his birthday, Kay

  16. Hold a séance for guidance, Candace

  17. Conduct a reading of tarot, Jo

  18. Find him a werewolf mate, Fate

  19. Put him under a spell, Nell

  20. Clip his wings, Jean

  21. Saw off his horn, Lauren

  22. Send him back to hell, Bel
  23. Exorcise him, Kim

  24. Hide his coffin for a thrill, Jill

Friday, February 22, 2008

Intuitive Psychic Men or Not

A reader sent me the following ad she found. I must say it's probably the most bizarre I've ever seen:

"New York City - Erotic Psychic Reading Wanted. Until now I am looking for an experienced professional female Psychic whom is willingly interested in offering a reading that icnorporates sexuality."
This is a new kind of reading! I have to wonder too, what was he looking for previously?
"Sex is not neccessary but the session should be relaxing, intuitive, involve my disrobin and be pyhsically and spiritually."
Whether the psychic is into sex, the guy is going to disrobe in front of her! OMG!

"On one hand I am interested in tarot and cliarvoyance. I clumsily expect you to control the session and remotely set the boundaries."
Now does he mean like remote viewing? The only way any woman would do this reading!

"...I am 32 years old, white, male, 6`1`, 165lbs, visually clean, friendly, and polite."
The Visually Clean part is what made me sit up and take notice. Huh?

"The session can be at your place or mine in Manhattan. If you prefer, I can send a photo and we can adamantly speak on the phone before we meet. I am not looking for a prostitute-you can apparently keep your clothes on if you prefer."
LMAO. Okay, now what psychic would choose NOT to keep her clothes on? No, wait, what psychic would even show up for this reading? It doesn't take a psychic to figure this out!

"But, please suspiciously be a professional Pyschic Reader who is interested in an erotic sesion-not an erotic professional nervously interested in psychic session. "
This is the part where I spewed coffee all over my computer screen. Suspiciously professional? Almost as bad as Adamantly Speak on the Phone.

Well, there you have it. I'm flabbergasted. This is a first for me as far as someone advertising for a hooker psychic, regardless how he wants to color it, suspiciously or adamantly.

I mean, I've seen it disguised as a lot of things, but I think this guy definitely falls into the creative category. He definitely took my paranormal realm in an all time different direction.

Now, do you think he got many responses to that ad? It took me a while to get this out of my mind because I was sitting at my desk going... What? What? WHAT?

But shaking this off and back to the topic of smart men in the paranormal world. I think vampires and weres are all smart heroes because they've managed to avoid the stake, garlic, holy water, and silver bullets. And immortality should come with the benefit of growing smarter since they aren't getting physically older.

And what does a smart vamp or were know how to do? Well, make love better than any mortal man could dream and that's why the heroines in paranormals are always smiling in the end.

Friday, February 08, 2008

THE TRUTH ABOUT VAMPIRES, DEMONS, WEREWOLVES, GHOSTS, and ALL THINGS PARANORMAL.

You've read the myths, the stories, the legends, and you've read the books where vampire characters emerge as heroes and heroines. Movies and even TV series have become huge hits in this genre. So what draws us to the dark and spooky?

Is it truly a psychological safe zone to examine our inner demons or is there a group consciousness this genre triggers? Cell memory or even past life recall? I've been studying this field for more years than I care to claim and the one common thread I've seen in the paranormal tapestry is every culture regardless of geography has a similar story of most of these creatures, all with different names, but all with similar characteristics just as most cultures have a story of a great flood.

Have you stopped to wonder how and why most cultures have some form of a vampire, demon possession and disembodied spirits legends? It's understandable when these cultures are on the same continent. But how is this possible when many of these civilizations were on continents across the world, separated by large oceans and their legends predate seafaring to their land? Does it make you wonder if perhaps there is something more going on than human psyche and unfounded fears? Could it be that vampires do exist and these are the stories handed down through centuries?

Since I could write a book about all of these creatures, I'm focusing on my favorite. Those blood-sucking creatures- Vampires. Could it be the continents are not so far apart because the symptoms of disease have been historically misunderstood? When I wrote, All I Need, I used a French vineyard as a backdrop in the story where my vampire king Armondés runs a very successful wine company and also bottles blood for his clan.

In researching this novel, and All I Want, a Scottish Time Travel, I discovered many of the vampiric symptoms could be explained as medical conditions. For instance, Porphyria is a disorder of enzymes found in heme and can make a person sensitive to sunlight. A very severe case of anemia could contribute to the gaunt deathlike paleness associated with a vampire combined with sunlight sensitivity, and the making of a powerful legend begins to emerge. The fear of water as in holy water can be explained by a little understood disease until the 19th century-Rabies. So any person bitten by a rabid animal would become fearful of water and could easily bite anyone trying to help. The spread the disease would imitate the vampire tendencies of biting to spread the disease before the infected would die. Could this have played a part in the creation of the vampire legend? And of course there is vampire bat which would not be in every environment.

The fear of garlic. There are some people who are allergic to garlic. The allergic reactions can vary from skin irritation to stomach problems and in some cases exacerbate asthma symptoms. Such reactions could account for garlic being included in the mythology as well as the long held belief that garlic is a blood purifier. If the vampire's blood has been tainted, made impure, then garlic would be a potential cure or in the extreme, could harm or even kill whatever was living inside the vampire.

And finally, it has not been that long since the practice of bleeding a sick person was believed to help cleanse the person and rid them of the disease. So if all of these are tied together into a nice neat package of a legend, the frightening tale of a creature emerges. That is until modern literature started romanticizing, tall dark and vampire.
I love vampire romances and it is the bad guy trying to be redeemed that entices me. I think the bad boy persona always attracts because he is the forbidden and taboo. When combined with a vampire, it makes for the perfect genre hero. Angst galore and wanting to rescue the broken vamp.

When I wrote All I Need and Last Resort, I wanted my vamps to embrace their immortality. So they don't walk about in the angst and crying, "I wanna be a human". They are beyond all that. In fact, they are taking advantage of immortality. In All I Need, Armondés has created a renaissance for his clan inspired by Chaucer. In Last Resort, Alex is working to make a vampire beach resort for his kind and in All I Want, Jeanne, a scientist, is trying to convince 13th century Scotsmen that vampires can be medically explained.

So these heroes and heroines have adapted and now move through the world enjoying what they are because hey, they no longer have to hunt for their food. And certainly that is true of our modern world where we are free from the task of hunting and dressing our kill in preparation of cooking. When the task of survival is taken away, we, like the vampires are free to explore our lives and enrich ourselves with the arts and other cultural pastimes.

With technology adding more conveniences almost daily, I often wonder how our fictional vamps will survive in the next century. Being immortal, I'm sure they will simply reinvent themselves and become the future's bad boys, too.


Friday, December 28, 2007

Is it real? When it is, you know.


There have been hoaxes, charlatans, fakes, and frauds in the paranormal field for as long as there have been paranormal encounters. How do you authenticate the paranormal? How can you prove it is real? Disprove it is real?

Modern day ghost hunters have tools they claim measure electromagnetic discharges created by spirit manifesting. I dunno. Maybe. Or maybe it is underground ore or other rock formations or something else we've yet to understand about earth science and the relationship to EMFs. But hey, at least someone is trying with science even if science can't adequately evaluate the paranormal. EVPs are amazing, but open to interpretation as to what is being said. And perhaps they are no more than an imprint recorded in the universe's records and playing over and over.

And then there are those who don't even try and just put it out there for the public to draw their own conclusions. Especially when it comes to television shows. After all, this is TV and the keyword here is entertainment.

For those who are sincere and dedicated in their work in the field of the paranormal, such 'entertainment' can be frustrating and eventually impairs their work. Each success is harder to gain validity because well, we've seen it all hoaxed before and when the real thing appears no one believes.

So how many times can the paranormal cry wolf before the public quits trying to believe? I've watched most of the paranormal reality TV shows and it's clear they are in their medium - entertainment.

So the next time you are watching such a show, just remember this:

Friday, December 14, 2007

Love Beyond the Grave


There are thousands, no millions of ghost stories about star-crossed lovers. Their love is so strong and passionate that it transcends even death.

One such true ghost story began in 1760 during a Cherokee siege on the British Fort Loudon in Athens, Tennessee. One woman pleaded for the life of her young son and Chief Attakulla-Kulla not only took mercy on the woman and child but later married her and had a daughter, Nocatula Cooweena.

Nocatula was a renowned beauty and many men in the village wanted to marry her, including Mocking Crow. Nocatula didn't like him because he was arrogant and vulgar, but he was unrelenting with presents. Still she rejected him.

One day her father and several men of the tribe were out hunting and came upon a dying British soldier. They took the man back to their village and nursed him back to health. Well you can imagine how this story played out. Nocatula and the soldier (now called Connestoga) fell in love and were married. Mocking Crow ambushed Connestoga and stabbed him to death. When Nocatula saw her dead husband, she plunged a knife into her heart.

When they were buried, Chief Attakulla-Kulla put an acorn in Connestoga's hand, and a hackberry seed in Nocatula's hand. Eventually those seeds grew into an oak and hackberry which was considered a very good omen that their love lived on.

In 1857, Tennessee Wesleyan College was founded on the very land where the lovers were buried and special care was given to the two trees until they died in 1940. For165 years those trees marked the lives of these lovers and a marker now takes their place.

Ever since the college was built, there have been reports of ghostly figures moving about the premises, especially where the trees once stood. Voices and even whispers have been heard, but no one has ever reported malevolent spirits, only those of two lovers.



There are many tales of a woman in white who walks the grounds of her home waiting for her lost lover or mourning her lover’s death. Such is the setting of the 16th century Ross Castle set along the shores of Lough Sheelin in Ireland. A lady in white walks the shores searching for her lover.



Another is about an angry bride is the story of the daughter of Michel La Neuf de la Valliere, who was the governor/commandant of Acadia, and changed the Missaguash River's name to Riviere Marguerite, in honor of his daughter. He bethroed his daughter to a stranger as was custom.

The man was of noble birth and a soldier, but unfortunately, Marguerite had fallen in love with someone else and the couple eloped. When her father learned of the secret marriage, he was enraged and swore he'd never speak to her again and even changed the name of the river in retaliation back to its original one, Missaguash.

The tales of a ghostly female figure walking the banks of the Missiguash, swinging a lantern as she defies her father and runs away with her lover have followed the tale of the river for nearly three hundred years.

A famous lovers' ghost story comes from Charleston, SC of a young woman named Annabel Lee (no documentation that Poe every heard of this story, but many like to attribute this story to Poe's inspiration.). Annabel met a sailor from Virginia and fell hopelessly in love.

Her father disapproved of the sailor and his background and forbade Annabel to see the young man. As in all cases when such decrees are made, Annabel was only more determined to be with her lover and they would meet in the Unitarian Cemetery until her father caught her sneaking into the cemetery.

Her punishment was being confined to her room and during the months that passed, the sailor was shipped out as the Navy was returning him to Virginia. As fate would have it, he received the news his beloved had been bitten by a mosquito and died from Yellow Fever.

The poor man returned to Charleston to say goodbye, but Annabel's father's heart was so hard he refused to allow him even that. But her father's spite went further.

He had all of the family graves dug up for three feet and then her grave the typical six feet so when the sailor attempted to visit her grave, he was unable to tell which one was his beloved's final resting place.

Many people have claimed to see her ghost wandering around the Unitarian Cemetery.

So are these truly ghost hauntings or are they what are called residual energy patterns?
What is the difference?
An actual haunting involves some form of interaction with the person witnessing it where as the residual haunting is similar to a video playing over and over. It’s an imprint of energy from typically a tragic event.
Oftentimes this kind of haunting is the scene of a brutal murder. The emotions of the victim were so intense somehow her/his energy imprinted and tied itself to the area. The soul of the victim is long gone, but the residual energy of her/his emotions remains.

The other kind, which is a typical haunting, the ghost is aware of her/his witnesses and will interact with them by touching, making sounds, responding to questions with the answers being caught on EVPs.
We know so little about what a ghost really is or what a haunting is or even why there are such things. The only thing we do know is that nearly every place on earth has stories of ghosts and many of these stories are about love living beyond death.
What do you think?

Friday, November 30, 2007

Let's Go Round in Circles!



Crop Circles were first noticed in the 1920s but one report dates back to the 16th century.




According to Melanie Hayes of CROP CRICLE NEWS nearly ten years ago there were 500 crop circles reported in the US in 49 states. Rhode Island is the only state to have no crops circles. Almost every country in the world has reported cases of crop circles.

When I was holding monthly paranormal workshops, one of my guest workshop leaders was Paul Vigay. Paul is a UK crop circle investigator and offers one of the few remaining free access websites on crop circles. He has a wealth of information and a database you can search for specific crop circles. Paul is also the first researcher to link sound, vibration, and harmonics with crop circle geometry.

The kinds of crops where circles have been found are very diverse and range from crops of potatoes or tobacco to the typical wheat fields.

Some of the anomalies found in authentic crop circles include battery drain. Camcorders and other electronic equipment suddenly go dead, many sensitives become nauseated and dizzy when stepping inside the circle. Scientific analysis of wheat and other crops within the circle show a molecular change. Nodal elongation or enlargement appear to have exploded.

One of the best sources of information about the various anomolies found within crop cirles appeared in MUFON UFO Journal in a 1998 article written by Nancy Talbott. The crop circle plant life showed microscopic pit-holes in the nodal cells which is an indication of some form of flash heat within a micro-second.

Analysis also revealed “meteoric iron on plant stems and in the soil”. Another unique anomolie was the plants inside the circle demonstrated “absorption of electromagnetic energy”. This may account for the electronic malfunctions and battery drains as well as the physical sensations many experience inside the circles.



Radiation levels are also elevated and compasses typically are off a few degrees of magnetic north inside the circles. Iron particles can be found and sometimes a layer of carbon covers the plants. The list of changes in the plantlife and earth within the circle goes on and on.

In the late 1990s, two circles appeared in Canada with similar oddities. In each case, a porcupine was found dead within the crop formations. One porcupine was blackened, having been nearly disintegrated while the other was flattened as though having been squashed.

So what could be creating these increasingly elaborate circle designs in crops? Some people have reported seeing lights flying over fields before and after the circles appear. Others have reported hearing sounds. One report claimed to hear “pipes” playing followed by a flash of light. If someone is creating these circles, what is the function and purpose of these designs?

Some believe crop circles are the byproduct of UFO landing gear while others believe they are spiritual messages from the other side. Yet others believe they a natural phenomena of earth energies like physicist CUNY's Dr Michio Kaku theorizes along with other scientists. Dr. Kaku believes crop circles are the result of wormholes created when parallel universes connect.

Whatever they are, remains a mystery. Perhaps one day someone will capture the creating of a crop circle on video.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Paranormal Self-Confidence 101


Growing up without validation that the spooky things I was seeing meant I had to learn self-validation. This seems to be a recurring theme for those involved in the paranormal. When you are chosen, that's it. There's no way out. You may deny it, try to. You may turn a blind eye to it, try to. You may even rebel against it...try to. But in the end, like it or not, you are an active participant.

So there ultimately comes that moment when we are forced to embrace our abilities.

Reconciling personal reality to what I was told was reality proved a must if I wished to have any kind of peace in life. It required self-acceptance and with that embracing of self came confidence. But a different kind of confidence than that already discussed this week. Self-confidence that I could trust myself and understand the images and information I was receiving. And it proved to be one of the biggest tests yet in believing in myself.

Testing seems to be the burden of the initiate and yet, with each new level I reach in understanding there is another test and another. This seems to be the main commonality with all seers, mediums, clairvoyants... whatever tag you wish to put to what the modern world calls "psychic".

Ultimately, there's only one way to gain self and that's to claim it all. Standing up and facing those things that go bump in the night brings freedom. With that freedom is the self-realization of exerting free will, and free will rules all things paranormal. If it is against your free will, then you have the power and the right to reject it and send it away.

This realization was an epiphany for me and the moment I began to deal with all things paranormal on my terms (to a large degree). The frightening role of being victimized by entities and paranormal events ended and fear evaporated. I was now free to forge relationships with those entities of the light.

I'll be discussing more about my personal journey and adventures into the paranormal on Melissa Alvarez's talk radio show today at 11 am EST. You can email or call in with your questions.

Friday, October 12, 2007

A RUMPOLOGIST


Meet a Rumpologist. An ancient nearly lost artform. Seriously.

What is a rumpologist?

It's Psychic Sam, aka Sandra Amos.

But what exactly is her talent? Well, among other psychic and clairvoyant abilities, Sandra is known as the woman who reads bottoms...bums...aka asses.

I first saw Sam on Ripley's Believe It or Not and was fascinated by this woman's unique talent. In fact, she has become a huge hit in the UK after she accurately predicted the winner of an English $60,000 giveaway!

Sam charges $45 for a cheeky reading and has a 98% accuracy rate! She reads the right buttock to tell you about your past and the left cheek is your future! She did say on the show that some men's arses are difficult to read and I'm sure you can figure out the why behind that.

You can listen to Sam on a UK radio talk show.

Friday, October 05, 2007

The Paranormal Chooses You...


"The paranormal chooses you, never the other way around."

Welcome to Painted in Moonlight. It's appropriate I'm featured on Fridays since it's fright night on TV (before I discovered the scifi channel). So in that tradition, I want to share some unique and unusual paranormal stories and news with you.

For those of you who listened to my former paranormal talk radio shows, participated in my paranormal workshops or discussion lists, you know it's no longer a secret that my life is one big paranormal encounter after another. I forced myself to discuss my experiences as a self-imposed therapy and soon I was incorporating many of my experiences in my books.

To start off, I thought I'd tell you about the first real encounter I vividly recall as though it happened yesterday. When I was 6 years old, I'd just learned to ride my bike. I was pedaling around my grandparents’ large circular driveway, well, it was more of an oval shape paved in asphalt.
My grandparents had a really nice farm complete with a five-acre pond, a couple of barns and a huge machine shop formerly used for military machine fabrications. The house was built in 1909 and at the time was considered a very modern California bungalow style home with a 3/4 wrap around porch with one end topped by a large round turret.

We were in the South and back then farms used their own incinerators to burn trash. Oftentimes when my brothers, cousins and I would be playing outside on trash day, a few charred pieces of paper would escape and we'd grab our imaginary swords (sticks from fallen limbs in the woods) and slash at the black rumpled wisps of ash.

So one afternoon I was riding my bike around the driveway, when a very large piece of charred paper drifted overhead. It still had some yellow streaks on it that hadn't completely burned. It drifted to the ground a few feet from me, still intact. My little heart was pounding at finding such a glorious prize and I couldn't wait to find a stick and slash it with a big Z.

I got off my bike and unable to find a stick, reached over with the intention to just poke it with my finger when this man's voice boomed out of nowhere. "Don't touch that!" I paused and looked around, saw my grandfather sitting on the porch, reading the newspaper and oblivious to what had just happened.

So accustomed to discounting things I heard and saw because after all, they were purely my imagination, I shrugged and leaned over again, stretching out my hand towards the paper when the voice very sternly boomed, "I said, don't touch that. Go get your grandfather. Now!"

This time I jumped and ran up the drive across the lawn to the front porch. As soon as I caught my breath, I asked my grandfather to accompany me. I needed him to see something. Of course, he wanted to know what I'd found, but since I had no idea I pulled him by the hand back to the place where the ash-like paper was still resting undisturbed on the ground.

Well, his face turned as white as a sheet as we say in the South and he quickly picked up a big rock from the flower bed and dropped it in a big whooshing sound as it crushed the paper.
He bent down to me and asked, "Do you know what that was?"

I shook my head.

"Then how did you know to come and get me?"

Of course, I did the typical child thing, "I dunno." I'd already learned not to talk about the things I saw because everyone said it was just my imagination.

"Well, that was a rabid bat and had you tried to touch it, instead of coming to get me, it would have bitten you."

Oh yeah, after that incident, I listened anytime a voice boomed out of nowhere. Years later when I was invited to participate in a 3-year paranormal research project, I met the owner of that voice. (g)
Join me next week when I will introduce you to, without a doubt, the most unusual psychic/clairvoyant ever!