You don't have to believe in Ghosts. They believe in you.
When I sat down at the table, one of the group immediately let me know I would be dining in the company of a few skeptics. That person then identified each, including herself and asked how I, as the designated intuitive presenter for the evening, planned to convince them.
|Green Orb on chair, 2nd from lower left|
That is how I work it and although I find it to be reliable for me, I cannot guarantee it will produce the same result for someone else.
Throughout the night, in the sharing of personal stories, even the skeptics related experiences that definitely fell into the category of paranormal. It helped me to understand the definition of skeptic in some instances by no means implies a lack of paranormal or unexplained encounters.
The term skeptic in this case allowed for reservation or withholding of judgement until some sort of inner criteria could be met to determine validity and/or at the very least that one might not be considered gullible. It was a fun evening.
Encounters shared varied in range from premonitions, objects being moved without any evidence of someone being present, hauntings, ghost encounters, being tripped by a ghost and seeing a full blown apparition of a recently deceased relative in such solid fashion that the image could be mistaken for a
As one guided tour group exited the cafe, a couple noticed a shadow moving independently across a lighted back room. It appeared to be hovering in a purposeful manner in the Cafe in the same location known to have sightings.
The week before, two women told the tour guide to apologize to the lady volunteer who was working in the kitchen because they almost bumped into her. Understandably, they were a bit rattled when they were informed there was no one working in the kitchen.
The wearer said that curious maneuver had happened once before when the conversation included her deceased son. I had indeed been speaking about him at that moment. To me, that is a direct validation of his continued presence.
|The story of Bobby|
Even though it was raining and dreary, of 46 people, 40 chose to participate in the outdoor walking excursion rather than sit it out and listen to the stories in the dry dining area.
|Main Street, Weston, MO|
But the most fascinating part of the event is the continuation and development of new stories underscoring the validity and worth of the designation of most haunted town in western Missouri.