The Witching Hour: NHIE Day 4

Day 4…Ever had any experiences at 3am, the Witching Hour?

If you ask a ghost hunter, or anyone who regularly investigates haunted locations, what time of the day or night has the most paranormal phenomena, they will probably all say the same thing: 3 A.M. The Witching Hour.

Maybe it’s the significance of the heavy symbol of three, or maybe it’s just because it’s as middle of the night as you can get and dead quiet. For whatever reason, more weird stuff happens at 3 A.M. than at any other time of the night.

For me, when paranormal stuff happens in the dead of night, I don’t think to look at the clock, so I don’t actually know if it is strictly 3 A.M., but I would bet it’s close. One instance in particular comes to mind, and I wasn’t the only one who experienced it. 

It was the middle of the night and I was asleep in my room. Suddenly, I heard something loud and electric tearing through the silence of the living room.

Confused, I lay there for a little bit, trying to figure out what that sound was, but then I realized it was TV static. Everyone had gone to bed hours before. My first thought was that my dad had gotten up early to watch an old movie as he sometimes did on Saturday mornings. But this was way too early for that.

The loud static continued. No one was turning it off, or switching the channel to make it stop, or even lowering the volume. It was just buzzing away, so loud I could almost feel it.

Reluctantly, I turned on my bedside lamp and put a sweatshirt on. I wasn’t excited about investigating the living room in the middle of the night. I wouldn’t classify my family’s home as haunted, but sometimes, if I stay up too late and it’s 3 A.M. and I have to go into the hallway that leads to the living room, I’m very careful not to look into the darkness too long. I feel like, if I look too long,  I’ll see something there, particularly whatever something it was that hung out by the front door, making the whole entryway feel weird and dark.

As I walked into the pitch black living room and made for the nearest lamp, I felt like I was walking into a trap. This was exactly what got people killed in horror movies. In the dark, I could see that the TV wasn’t on. I switched on the lamp and approached it, thoroughly spooked and confused.

From the other hallway emerged my sister. She had heard the noise from the other side of the house, and like me had gotten up to turn it off. We checked the DVD player, the speakers, everything we could think of, but they were all off. Finally, we came to the stereo box that led directly to the large speakers on the sides of the TV, which we didn’t use for anything except the CD and record player.

It had one of those hard-to-push buttons that sticks far out the front, then gets pushed flat. That button had been pushed all the way in. The stereo had been turned on, it had been turned to the record player, and the volume had been set loud.

My sister and I didn’t know what to do except turn the stereo off, go back to bed, and try not to think about it. To this day, I don’t know how that could have happened. It had been manually turned on and switched to the record player, as if someone was trying to listen to music.


A/N: This isn’t the only thing that has happened at 3am in our house, it’s just the main one that happened to me, personally. Tomorrow, we’re talking about the phenomenon of hearing your name called when no one is there. Get ready!

Click here to read yesterday’s post, or here to read all the week’s prompts.

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To Hunt or Not to Hunt?: NHIE Paranormal Edition Day 3

Day 3…Ever gone ghost hunting?

I’ve never really gone ghost hunting, and that has been on purpose. While I would feel bad about ghost hunting, myself, I really enjoy watching other people ghost hunt on TV and so on. Hypocritical, I know.

Ghosts and spirits, whatever they end up being, there is a chance that they are sentient beings. And if they are sentient beings, it is wrong to antagonize them to get results. They aren’t toys or tourist attractions and whenever a person comes in contact with one, on purpose or not, they should behave with the utmost respect.

If the spirit does not want to talk, that is their choice. If the spirit is upset about you being in their house or touching their stuff, it needs to be taken seriously.

Now, I’m not saying that if an angry spirit tells someone to leave, that person should automatically leave. There are many cases of spirits trying to kick the living out of their own homes. Plus, there are a lot of malevolent spirits who want to hurt people just for fun. But my stance remains the same. Each instance should be dealt with carefully and with a spirit of compromise.

As humans, we like to assume that we are always wanted in every space and that we have the answer to all problems. This is not always so. Just like us, sometimes spirits want to be left alone. And just as we want people to respect our wishes, we should respect the wishes of all beings.


A/N: No real stories today. I don’t really ghost hunt, other than putting out feelers when I’m in a place that has a weird feeling. What about you? Any ghost hunters out there? Like I said, while I have strong opinions on it, I really do like hearing other people’s stories about what they’ve found. Tomorrow we’re talking about the Witching Hour, and I do have a story for that one.

Click here to read yesterday’s post, or here to read all the week’s prompts.

the things winter teaches

Connecting to the earth in the winter is just as healthy as connecting in the summer.

By “connecting to the earth,” all I mean is allowing yourself to be swept up in its rhythms. I’ve talked about this before, so I’ll be brief. We humans like to think of ourselves as separate observers of nature, but we are just as rooted in that savage beauty as trees, spiders, birds, or horses. We’re part of it, it’s part of us. To neglect that connection is not only foolish, it’s harmful.

This year, I have been learning (very slowly) what it means to accept and live into that connection. I learned a lot when the weather was warm and I could go outside a lot. But then winter came and pushed me away.

I was working on a post a few weeks back about how hard it is to connect to nature when that nature is cold and dark, but since then, I think I’ve started to get it.

The problem wasn’t with the earth being too cold and dark; it was with me expecting that it is supposed to be accommodating and friendly all the time.

While winter has a lot of pleasant beauty, one of the most important things this season teaches is that nature doesn’t live to please you. You must learn how to experience and accept it, even when you don’t get your way.

I’ve only scratched the surface of all winter has to teach me, I’m sure. So, even though I’m cold and I wish the days were longer, I’m excited I still have a couple months to learn from it.

my elemental friend is back

I truly didn’t expect to hear from them ever again. But over the last month, we have spoken a little. I don’t know why that is, but I care less about the why and more about the fact that I don’t have to say goodbye just yet.

Maybe our relationship has finally fully changed and it took a summer to do so. Or maybe I’m spiritually lonely again since I’ve grown disheartened by the church I’ve been attending and am still searching for somewhere new.

Either way, I’m glad I get to chat and learn from them again. I’ll deal with the why later.

goodbye to my elemental friend

I think my relationship with the elemental is officially over.

I went down to their forest today, as I have every few days since I’ve been home. I stood there, gazing into the quiet shaded green, trying to sense anything at all that would show that they weren’t gone. Even just for the sensation of being watched. But I felt nothing.

As I stood there, puzzled and missing them, I asked God why I couldn’t sense them anymore. “Because you have me in your heart, there is no room for anything else,” he answered.

That wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear and I fought him on it. Shouldn’t having him lodged in my heart allow me to have more room for others, not less?

He clarified that I didn’t have that aching hole in my heart anymore. I wasn’t reaching out to the elemental to satisfy my spiritual longing anymore. And then it struck me, like finally understanding a foreign language: he was the one who had brought the elemental to me in the first place.

At the time, I was lonely and not getting the companionship I craved. I was also spiritually starved, but my hatred of the church was keeping me from filling that need, too. I was stuck in limbo, and that spirit proved to be just the kind of friend I needed.

A lump rose in my throat and tears came to my eyes. I still miss my friend, but I am more grateful than ever for the time we had together. Wherever they are now and whatever they’re up to, I wish them nothing but the deepest blessings. And while I don’t know if we’ll ever meet again, I’ll keep an eye open, just in case.

Brief but Meaningful

The elemental in the far woods (see this post) has not spoken to me since I’ve been back home.

I’ve visited their forest several times, listening for them, but I don’t even feel them anymore. And I don’t know enough about spirits to know why, or what might be going on.

Did they leave? Have they gone dormant for a bit? Has something changed in our relationship that makes them not want to reach out to me? Or has something changed in me that is preventing me from sensing them?

It’s frustrating and a little sad, but I’ve decided not to dwell on it.

For all I know, maybe our relationship wasn’t supposed to last forever. Maybe they had some knowledge to impart to me and now that I have received it, they have moved on to do something else, somewhere else.

I hope they come back, of course, but only if it is what is best. Sometimes things are only meant to last for a short time.

Guardians and the Unguarded

We have guests staying in our house and at the same time, my sister is on a long weekend trip to the beach. Because of this, I get to sleep alone in her room for a few nights.

My sister is a very spiritually sensitive, spiritually active person. She has worked with guardian spirits in the past and even had one standing guard in her doorway for a while.

There were a few nights when I think it came into my room to investigate me. I had odd, disturbing dreams, and for a few nights in a row, I was woken up by the distinct feeling that something was charging at me, rushing at my face. However, eventually it decided I wasn’t a threat, calmed down, and left me alone.

But I haven’t been home for several months. I didn’t know if it was still around, if it had followed my sister to the beach, if it had stayed behind to guard her room, or if it even remembered me. I was concerned that it might see me as an intruder in her space.

Last night was my first night alone in her room, and I made a point to make peace with the guardian, on the off chance that it was still in her room.

I reintroduced myself, let it know what was going on, and told it that my sister had given me permission to stay in her room. I welcomed it to reach out to me if it needed further clarification or inspection, but asked it to be civil about it, since I didn’t have any intention of causing harm. I asked God to protect me as well.

As I was going to sleep, something thumped hard on the computer desk by my head. But nothing else happened. Not even nightmares.

I’m not sure if it’s even still in the room. Nonetheless, I feel better and I don’t anticipate any scary encounters tonight.

 

Stop Improving and Just Listen

My town was hit with a magnificent thunderstorm yesterday.

I watched it with the window open as I sat at my desk doing my homework.

Storms are the perfect time for cleansing and healing spells, so I set my little chunk of rose quartz and a cone of nag champa incense on my desk by the window. I asked God to bless them and use them to further his work, filling them with intention.

However, I soon realized that the scent of the incense was drowning out the gritty cleansing scent of the rain. I quickly put my incense away and left the stone by itself on the desk.

As a human, my first thought in any situation is how to make it better. But instead, my first thought should be to listen. It’s a difficult habit to break, but one I must work on if I want to start dismantling that wall between myself and nature.

Chakras and How to Clear Them

Last night, I reopened my chakras.

Usually, I only do chakra meditation if I feel one or two in particular are clogged and need to be cleaned out. It was the first time that I had sat down and used a string of meditations to open each of them in turn. It felt good. Like, really good. I feel like I had a full-body scrub and a spiritual getaway all in one.

Chakras represent energy concentrations in your body and, like organs, they are commonly given main functions. For your convenience, here are the locations and simplified functions of each:

  • Root Chakra: Base of the spine. Deals with security, food, and the other basic animal instincts. Blocked by fear and being out of touch with your environment.
  • Sacral Chakra: In pelvic region, below navel. Deals with pleasure and sexuality. Blocked by shame.
  • Solar Plexus Chakra: In stomach. Deals with dignity, pride, and confidence. Blocked by poor self image.
  • Heart Chakra: In chest. Deals with love and emotions. Blocked by hate.
  • Throat Chakra: In throat. Deals with truth and self expression. Blocked by lies and inability to express yourself.
  • Third-Eye Chakra: In center of forehead. Deals with insight, clairvoyance, and decision-making. Blocked by confusion.
  • Crown Chakra: On top of the head. Deals with spirituality, enlightenment, and oneness with everything. Blocked by attachment and preoccupation with earthly things.

To open your chakras, all you need to do is clear out what is keeping them from flowing freely. Admittedly, that is easier said than done. For example, dealing with the hate you have for someone, or dealing with shame or insecurity. It’s difficult, and it’s an ongoing process.

A good way to do this is through meditation. Chakra meditation is simple in structure. Choose a chakra to focus on. Think of what it means and what blocks it. Examine yourself in this light and work at trying to open it. Start scooping away the gunk clogging it up. Eventually, you will get a clean, relaxed feeling, a feeling of new understanding and freedom. That’s the sign that that chakra has been opened.

There are all kinds of meditation positions, chants, and visualizations to aid chakra opening. Personally, I’ve found this one to be the most helpful as a meditation guide. For general chakra information, as well as signs of blocked chakras, I like to watch Chakraboosters on Youtube.

As a general tip, you should not open your crown chakra if your root chakra is blocked. That can make your imbalance between physical and spiritual even greater. Always start with the root and work your way up.

Happy chakra-ing!

 

Meditation Corner

Some of the best advice I’ve heard about getting better at prayer and meditation was from a speaker at a conference I went to in high school. He advised us to create a “sanctuary in our room.” In other words, create a nook you can go to that is only used for prayer or meditation. In that way, you will be better able to focus and hopefully spend less time playing “tie down the monkeys” with your stray thoughts.

There used to be this tree a short walk from my house that bordered a wheat field. It had long, drooping branches and in the summer, its thick leafy branches touched the top of the wheat, creating a secret little spot in the shade. I went there to meditate as often as I could manage.

When I couldn’t manage, I took all the pictures off of one of the walls in my room and set a chair there, facing the corner.

These days, I find sitting on the floor in the dark, or with a candle or incense, more effective than the chair in the corner. But I still prefer to meditate outside when possible, if I can find somewhere I won’t be disturbed.