Visitation: Grandfather

Normally paranormal things will happen to me when I am quite busy. This was an interesting story during finals. I was up building a model of a building i was designing upstairs without a TV or radio or anything on. I was very focused on what I was doing trying to get it done as quickly as possible. I heard what sounded like someone coming in and it almost sounded like someone was downstairs. I was thinking to myself, I wonder if that was Grampie. I heard in my head, "so why does it always have to be your other grandfather and not me in my head. I was a bit taken back and probably had a look on my face of complete confusion. So my grandfather that had died 15 years before. I then started to think of him for at least and hour or so, remembering the times that I had seen him. We were not close but I always had respect for him and wished that I could have known him better. He also died when I was on a term abroad in Europe so I have always had some mixed feelings about his passing. Definitely interesting for sure.

Visiting Boylston Street Boston

Today I took the time after a meeting at school to walk down Boylston Street in Boston since it is now opened after the bombing and I wanted to pay my respects. I hadn't had a chance until today. I will say that at the site of the second bombing, you could not tell what happened. I saw a young girl crying as I approached the place where it happened. Nearby a tree was decorated with a sign and flowers. As I passed I sent out love and thoughts to those affected by the bombings. At the end of the street I had to stop due to a red light and a few seconds later I felt someone jostle my backpack lightly. I wasn't walking, nor was I shifting my weight or anything. I was standing behind a couple at the light, so I peered around and there was absolutely no one close to me.

I walk around with my backpack all the time and it never feels like it is jostling around unless someone bumps me. I've only owned it for around 8 years, so I know how it behaves pretty well at this point. My first thought was of those that were killed by the bombing, the blue eyed girl, the young boy and the BU grad student. I'm not sure what it was about, but something odd did happen at that moment. I sent out good vibes and told whomever it was that they needed to cross over and sent them white light. I didn't get any other feelings at all, but I kept thinking about those that died during the bombing.

After that happened, I proceeded to go up to the site of the first bombing and was surprised that other than a window being replaced and a building boarded up saying it would reopen soon, nothing else happened out of the ordinary. I simply wanted to pay my respects and I was a bit curious about how they were going to replace the windows in one of the damaged buildings, being an architecture student, it makes a bit of sense. A little exercise didn't hurt either.

Black Mass

Not too much has been happening to me recently having to do with the paranormal. I do have one slightly interesting story for you.

I was outside with the dog at about 3 in the afternoon when I noticed a black blob up the hill on my neighbor's driveway. At first I thought it might have been a floater, you know, one of those black things you see in your eyes which are actually dead cells floating in the eyes fluid. I then realized that it wasn't a floater at all, it wasn't that defined (I am pretty blind so I can almost focus on them even though they are in my eye) it was rather misty and once I noticed it, it disappeared, I can almost say I saw it shoot off.

What was it? I'm not sure. I do know it wasn't a floater and something was there. Since I have had an experience with a dark entity before I said a few prayers to protect myself and the area. I felt as though it was something, as to what I wasn't too sure. I didn't feel threatened, though I know something was there, if only for a second.

A Strange Occurance

Last weekend I saw a Paranormal Witness episode where a Boston Night Club was haunted by the ghosts of the former owners. One of the stories was the ghosts dispensing all the paper towels from those motion activated dispensers.

The Man in the Backyard

After an all-niter working on studio, I smelled the coffee my dad was making before he went to work and I went to the bathroom to relieve myself before I went downstairs. It was a beautiful spring day with the sun shining bright. I think the leaves were just starting to come out. I started to pee and normally I will glance out of the window to see what is going on in our backyard as I go. We have a pool, a fence, some lawn and then we are surrounded by woods. It is quite peaceful place. As I glanced outside I saw a man and as soon as my eyes adjusted to the sunlight, he disappeared.

I saw this man vividly, if only for a second or two. He was of average height, probably about 5 foot 8 inches or so, with white hair and a receding hairline. He looked like he was older, probably between 60 and 70. He was slightly over weight, wearing a white collared short-sleeve shirt, khakis, and dress shoes. He was on the other side of our fence leaning over the fence looking at our pool in drastic need of repair. The liner was torn, it didn't hold water and the concrete was falling apart. During that split second I saw him grab the top of the fence and lean over and look. At first I thought it was  a guy on a walk before work, then disappeared.

The pool had been falling apart for years and my dad had always said he was going to fix it. I never believed him. It wasn't used for a year since it no longer held water and not even closed the previous winter. Within the next few weeks he started calling people to get quotes on the pool. To my amazement he got the pool fixed that summer, added a heater, had a new deck installed and it is truly an amazing pool now.

Was this person telling me of things to come? I don't know. He did not look like a deceased relative to me. He was not my mom or dad's father, he rather looked like our neighbor's late husband, though he was looking down so I didn't get that good of a look and he died around 15 years ago. Perhaps he was my great grandfather at a younger age? I do not know who it was but I take that experience as a sign of what was to come. A bit after the pool was finish, my dad did the same gesture while on the other side of the fence. Was this to solidify the experience? It definitely wasn't my dad I saw that morning. An interesting experience for sure.

Paranormal: "There is Something Coming..."

Dramatization

Late one night, probably around 3 or 4 on a December morning during finals, I went outside for a short break and a smoke. It was cold, no snow and fairly dark with the only illumination coming from the street light off in the distance. I had no idea something bizarre was in store for me that night.

Paranormal: The Dark Entity

Initial Meeting

For years now I have been doing yoga at night followed by meditation before I go to bed.  I have found that it helps me relax and also helps me sleep. I have also heard from a Salem psychic that yoga and meditation can help one open up to the spirit world and increase your sensitivity to it, which was definitely the case for me. At the time my encounter with a dark entity, I was having experiences a few times a week at the least.