Spiritual Medium

Use of digital recorder is an inexpensive way to capture EVPs.

I’ve had lots of things going on in my house for 18 years.  Since we moved back in after our fire, on and off for 5 years now, we’ll smell toast.  Sometimes accompanied with butter, jelly, or even tuna.  My daughter and I affectingly refer to him as “toast man”.  This particular night, my cousin, daughter and I smelled it accompanied by cold spots.  After we explained we sometimes smell tuna to my cousin, the tuna smell came.  We all smelled it.  I then ran to grab my digital recorder.  Listening to it straight of the recorder, it sounded like a distant sigh.  Listening to it louder on the computer is a different story.   We captured a couple of EVPs in an hours time.  The following was the most unmistakable, easiest to hear….    This is a very non threatening spirit, but hearing it for the first time, still gave me a slight chill.

Because I can’t afford totally fancy programming, I had to record the sound separate from the video (used a free program) and splice back together to have the sound with the visual, near the end it’s a little “off”, but it is the actual recording from my house.

What do you think it’s saying?

Spirits can contact us in many different obscure ways, complex equipment isn’t always necessary. Solid sound, touch, feelings. Simple electronics such as Via EVP upon play back of tape on a recorder (or digital these days), behind white noise which I’ve yet to experience, and yes, even an $11.99 touch lamp.

I’d received word a former co-worker had passed away the night before.  She’d been living with a heart problem for years.  We hadn’t worked together for about 2 years, but kept in touch on and off. We coincidentally shared an interest in spirits, the after life and the great beyond.  She too had a gift.  Beth could see auras and possessed mediumship abilities.  We would have dreams the same night, where her’s would continue from the dream I had, or mine continue from her’s.  It was actually quite cool.  We’d learn later, these dreams turned out to be a warning of sorts of things to come. 

I had not seen her for nearly 2 years when I got word that she had passed away only hours before.  I sadly informed my daughter as she was fond of “Ms. Beth”, and Beth was very fond of her since she was in kindergarten.   That night, I was sitting with my daughter in her room.  The touch lamp on her night stand went off by itself. From the light of the tv I could see the silhouette of my daughter staring back at me in surprise with her mouth hanging open. (In the past we had extremely heavy activity in our house, I won’t get into it now, but it included 3 touch lamps in our house when activity would get heavy. However at this point it had been a good year or more since then.)   I told her to turn it back on.  She did.  30 seconds later it went off again.  My daughter got really nervous.  I told her “don’t worry, it’s ok. Turn it back on, I wonder if it’s Ms. Beth saying hello and she’s ok and she’s just getting our attention.”  It went off again.  This time I told her “wait, leave it.”  5-10 seconds it came back on dim.  We both smiled and I said I do think it’s her.   I said “Beth, if it’s you doing this with the light, do it again, only this time, tap it once or twice to make it brighter.  If you are NOT Beth, tap it 3 times to turn it off.”  About 15 seconds passed.  Then the room got heavy, like a pressure a slight vibration accompanied it, then a low humm buzz kind of noise kicked in, and the lamp went one brighter, then 3 seconds later the hum came again and the lamp went to the brightest setting.  There it stopped.  I told my daughter with much enthusiasm, “It IS Ms. Beth!  She’s ok!”  I then told Beth I was sorry for her family that she left that still needed her, but they know better then anyone that she would be around them.  I thank her for everything and thanked her for proving more proof that life goes on after our physical bodies pass.  I told her she’s welcome to come back and visit me any time.  I could feel her wisk off.   The lamp didn’t do anything else that night or for a few months.  Beth came back shortly after that to tell me how strange it really is attending your own funeral service, but that it’s kinda cool.  It hurts to see everyone you love in pain, but she enjoyed listening in on the things others had to say about her.  She seemed excited about being on the other end of mediumship.

Beth was able to communicate with us through a simple touch lamp, something easily manipulated though energies.  She knows, I have my own personal mortality fears, and felt it important I know she was still about.  I’m grateful she took the time to visit.  Fancy gadgets are cool, but not always necessary.  A simple, cheap touch lamp can alert you to a spirit visitor.

Spirits can orchestrate or manipulate situations to have an outcome for us that can make us take notice or open our eyes to an opportunity we may have otherwise missed or ignored. It’s all around us. You only need to recognize it.

Is Saint Nicholas real? What about Santa Clause? Over many years these two have been blurred together. Santa Clause is an idea. Dare I say, propaganda. St. Nicholas however, was an actual person who truly performed charitable deeds and was granted sainthood. He is still in existence as spirit just as we one day will. I use the word spirit as living entity. Not merely an ideal in one’s heart.

My daughter is a kindhearted, intelligent child. When she obtained a certain age she began questioning Santa Clause. I didn’t want to be untruthful, misinform, nor did I want to damage the enchantment of this supernatural entity. There is actually a truthful balance to this mystical being. He undeniably lived on this Earth; Yet continues to be present as a spirit entity. Spirits, guides, angels, all (with the help or approval of God) can orchestrate events or a simple moment which can lead us to where we should be or assist in what we need to accomplish. I explained to her St. Nicholas was indeed authentic, and gave a brief synopsis of his selfless achievement.

A seemingly simple, yet fantastic example of spirit orchestration was one of the impossible items my daughter had on her Christmas list. A Criss Angel doll. It didn’t exist. In wanting to preserve the enchantment, I set out on a quest that lead me to Magical Dolls almost effortlessly. Hmmmmm. Magical. I found it takes months to special order one of these amazingly realistic dolls. However upon contacting the Artist “something” inspired this wonderful, personable, caring woman to not only take on the job with only 2 weeks left on the clock, but to enhance the awe for a child by sending a handwritten note from “Elf Brigitte” on the most beautifully hand sketched angelic type fairy stationary. Something lead me to Magical Dolls. Something inspired Brigitte to go out of her way, take my daughter’s impossible wish and turn it into charming reality. Something. Something I give credit to not only her kind heart, but to spirit for leading me to her. Yes Sarah, there is a St. Nicholas. He lives in the hearts of everyone who helps others. He inspires them.

My daughter continues to question me each year. Her lists are always very short, but they began innocently containing at least one item she would dream up that didn’t exist. And thus began the series of “tests”. “It doesn’t exist, but SANTA can make it. Can’t he?” That item of course would be at the top of the list.

This past Christmas List, had something on it. Something ever so simple. Simple, yet completely out of human hands… Snow. She longed for oodles of snow at home. Enough to snowmobile on. She had taken and passed her safety class which would allow her to drive one, even though we had not had enough snow in years passed, nor enough money to take a trip. There was no choice but to place that request in the hands of God and his helpers. She wanted snow so badly even if it wasn’t enough to snowmobile on, she at least was hoping for a White Christmas instead of the muddy ones we’d been getting.

Miraculously, just before Christmas, we - were - dumped - on - with - snow! More then enough! Not only did she get her White Christmas, the snow stayed in tact and she was able to snowmobile. TWICE (so far). This was something money truly couldn’t buy.

A hope and a wish in one’s heart. A seemingly impossible mission, became exonerate reality. An unachievable event, materialized.

Faith, hope and dreams. Enchanted mysticism restored. Doubt erased. In her heart and in MINE.

Yes Sarah, there really IS a St. Nicholas. He can orchestrate events, just as other spirits can.