Sunday, October 31, 2010

LAST DAY OF THE TOUR

Not too late to visit all the blogs on the Simply Wicked Tour. Thanks to Amy Williamson for such a fun idea! Here's one more blog to visit:


Day 13     Oct. 31             
Ben Hopkin  
*Featured Actor, Acting Coach Helping Other Actors Create Magic in Their Performances*
Give-away: YES

Saturday, October 30, 2010

A Halloween Horror

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I am going to tell you a story that I have been told is true. Since I did not experience it firsthand I am only able to repeat to you what was told to me.

This event took place in the mid 60's in a small town along the Long Island coast. This little town is built along the coast of a River . The town looks like many small New England towns
you may find along the Coast of the Eastern seaboard  of the United States.

Many of the houses and buildings in this little town were build  long ago when the areas were first established. Some are dated as far back as the 1600's. It is a old area full of  lots of history.

One of the houses found in this town dates back at least to the 1750's. It is a  old mansion that stands large and tall a few hundred yards behind a little church that was built in front of it about a hundred years later. The church now also very old is attached to a old graveyard filled with broken headstones and fallen grave markers. The church , graveyard and old house have stood together in this old town for as long as anyone can remember.

Everyone who lives in this little town knows the house to be haunted and the graveyard is known to have a ghost or two wandering its grounds supposedly seen by many in town.

The little church is still used .In fact it has been the Sunday place of worship for most who live here and has been also as far back as anyone can remember.

The church was renovated  in the mid 60s. That was the time the new young pastor took over the congregation. He was determined to build the church back to being strong and beautiful.  I must admit he did a great job as the church is one of the towns more beautiful buildings. They also built a lovely new little cottage on the grounds for the new pastor to live in.

The old house behind the church has a reputation going back hundreds of years as being a haunted dangerous place. Everyone  in town knew from the time they were small children to stay far away from that house . No one ever went near it other than the people hired to be the caretakers of the property. The caretakers spent very little time there. They would do their work quickly always  leaving  before dark with the place locked tight and alone as -it has been for centuries.

Now and then you would hear a story floating around town that someone in town heard screams or saw strange people looking out of the windows of the old mansion. There were stories that once a very crazy doctor and his witch like wife lived there . Town legend claims the couple practiced monstrous  experiments on both animals and humans killing and burying the dead on the mansions property. Claims of seeing both ghostly figures of people and animals wandering the place have been passed down the towns people for as long as any of us can recall.

I never thought much of the old house . I stayed away from it as it had a dark bleak appearance that really did not entice  you to want to go near it. My interest in this old mansion and the church nearby came by way of my cousin who also lived in town. 

My cousin was a few years older than I was . She was in her late teens at the time of the incident. It was October about a week before Halloween when the event happened.

My cousin and her boyfriend were driving around town with a few other friends when one of them brought up the old mansions and all the ghostly tales that were told about it.   They decided it would be fun to take a closer look at the old house and the graveyard on a little ghost hunt of their own. 

Being young and foolish it never occurred to them that this may be a very dangerous even deadly thing to do without the experience or protection needed during this kind of experience. They soon found out that fun was far from what they would encounter on this cool October night.

My cousin her boyfriend and two other girls and one other boy all were packed into the ford mustang that belonged to my cousins boyfriend.  Slowly and silently they entered the dirt drive way of the old mansion that drove along the side of the old graveyard. They parked the car at the corner of the graveyard so they were  in between the house and the graveyard. 

The group got out of the car and made their way in to the graveyard first to see if they could find a ghost and have a giggle. The five teens walked along under the moonlight reading the old grave markers while the wind blew the fall leaves about their feet.

It was a typical fall night in the northeast and perfect for hunting ghosts.  As they walked along the rows of old gravestones the five teens began to feel uncomfortable and a bit frightened.  The two girls in the group started to hear noises behind the group as they walked along. The one girl insisted she could hear someone or something following them. 

The group started to become uncomfortable walking among the dead and decided it may be more fun to venture on to the Mansion to have a look around. 

The five teens  had no idea what a dangerous decision this would prove to be.   

They walked towards the old mansion as they jumped from behind bushes and pushed and shoved each other in order to frighten each other . They were giggling and acting as kids their age do when together. Only one of the girls noticed something in the window of the second floor window in the front of the house.

She stopped dead in her tracks hushing the others to look at the window.

The five kids stood there watching the dark house when my cousins boyfriend whispered "Did you all just see that?" 

He too saw something or someone standing at a window on the second floor. The group stood there watching.

The other boy with them suddenly yelled out   "BOO" which sent the other four kids jumping clear off the ground. The group laughed and continued walking around to look at the side and back of the strange old house. 

As they made their way to the back side of the mansion they noticed a broken down shed in the back corner of the yard of the house. The group of five walked towards it to see what the little building was used for. The shed was a small duplicate of the large main house. The teens thought it may be a elaborate playhouse and wanted to take a closer look.

The small building was about the size of a old fashion double garage. Bigger than a single garage of today but not as big as a modern double garage. The little house was exactly like the big one including a open front porch . The teenagers wandered onto the porch and tried to look in the windows. The windows were so dirty and the night dark making it impossible to see inside.

One of them twisted the front doorknob and to the shock of all the door flew open as if someone pulled it from the other side. 

The teens stood there looking at each other. They decided to just take a peek in to see what was inside. The five of them walked in to find a large open room filled with walls lined with shelves . In the middle of the rooms was a large table . 

The place was filled with cob webs and dirt. The group walked around looking at the shelves which were lined with bottles of different sizes.

The group was silent as they carefully looked around. Finally one of the girls picked up a bottle and held it to the moon light coming through the dirty window. She yelped in disgust and tossed the bottle back on to the shelf. 

The bottle had what appeared to be a dead animal floating in it.  The group of teens began to look more carefully at the bottles lining the shelves. To their revulsion they all had what looked to be some type of fetus or partial piece of some kind of living creature. The group was stunned and quickly became frightened .

They decided it was time to leave and quickly ran back out into the yard to make their way  back to the car.  The five teens could not contain their fear and started to run towards the front of the old house towards the waiting Mustang. 

That is when it happened. 

The two girls and other boy were ahead of my cousin and her boyfriend. They were running full speed towards the car. 

As the group ran across the yard my cousin slipped on the fallen leaves and fell hard to the ground.  Her boyfriend stopped running to help pull her to her feet however the other teens kept  running full speed towards  the car. 

Quickly my cousin and her boyfriend were alone on the side of the dark old house. My cousins ankle was badly sprained and she could not walk much less run. Her boyfriend lifted her to her feet and half carried half dragged her along towards the front of the house to make way to the car.

Their friends were long gone and they were alone. Without warning , without any sense it was coming my cousin and her boyfriend were hit by a force that sent them both flying in to the air.

The two were flown in the air landing about ten feet apart on their backs on the dark side yard of the house . 

Before either could react to what had just struck them my cousin started to scream as she fought with the night and her invisible attacker. Her boyfriend   watched in horror as my cousin tried to fight off something that he could not see.

He ran to her side as she punched and fought with the air. He could not believe his eyes. He tried to pull her up from the ground . Each time he would reach down to pull her up he would be shoved back to the ground  a few feet away from her. He could see her face was bleeding as she continued to scream and fight. 

The boyfriend made a few more attempts to help her to only be thrown in the air away from her. My cousins face was covered with blood as were her arms. He knew he needed help and started to run and scream for the others to help him.

The teens ahead heard the struggle and started back towards them when they saw my cousins boyfriend being thrown through the air like a rag doll. Thank fully one of the girls knew immediately that they needed help and took off at a full run for the pastors cottage to get help and a phone.  

The girl made it to the pastors cottage in seconds . She pounded on his door half yelling half crying for help. 

The young pastor was home and quickly opened the door stunned to find the hysterical girl at his door. She was able to tell him her friends were being attacked by something invisible at the old mansion and needed help. The young pastor did not blink or think twice. He grabbed three things,  A bat, a large wooden cross and a bible. 

The girl and the pastor ran quickly back towards the old house. The scene before them was terrifying . My cousin lay on the ground covered in blood still fighting against her attacker. The other three teens  were trying to stop the attack to only be thrown all over the yard. 

The pastor began to yell as he prayed as he ran to the group of teens fighting this evil invisible thing attacking them. The young pastor ran to the side of my cousin and placed the cross on her chest. It was thrown immediately into the air. The pastor yelled for the others to get it. He placed it back on her body holding it firmly in place with all his strength . He told the boys to help him and they all pressed the cross to her body. The pastor started to pray holding his bible to his heart.  The beating stopped . The pastor was cautious as he pulled my cousin to her feet.

For a few seconds it seemed as it was over.  The young pastor instructed the group to run towards the church . The pastor and boyfriend were dragging my cousin now badly beaten .

The group were nearly to the church yard edge when they all heard and felt it coming. 

Behind them they could feel the ground shake as thunderous pounding footsteps  charged from behind towards them.  The pastor screamed for the group to continue running towards the church.

The corner of the old graveyard  that belonged to the little church was only a few yards ahead of them when the pounding earth coming at them stopped. The three teens entered the church owned land first and kept running towards the church at the commands of the young pastor.

The pastor , my cousin and her boyfriend were right behind them. As they  all passed the line on to the church property they  no longer felt their attacker behind them.  As the pastor and the boyfriend dragged my cousin towards the church they heard it.  From the yard of the old house came a howl of rage so horrifying all five teens broke in to tears.

The group made it to the church. The pastor brought all five teens in side of the little church and prayed over them before doing anything else. He then took them in to his little cottage where he called the police . My cousin was taken by ambulance to the local hospital where she was treated for her cuts and bruises and released. 

The police wrote this incident up as teenagers assaulting each other . The hospital listed it as my cousin being in a fist fight. The young pastor was laughed at and ridiculed for playing in to the fantasies of the teens who let a haunted house trek get out of hand.Oddly the authorities all ignored the reports from the teens concerning what they found in the old shed behind the old mansion.

My cousin , her boy friend and the other three teens along with the young pastor all tell a different story. They tell of the night they came face to face with evil , fought it and won.

I believe my cousin of course . I know her to be a logical well balanced adult who has lived a productive good life. I will tell you she stayed in contact with that pastor her entire life.

That haunted house was fenced off at the pastors insistence shortly after this incident. The old house was finally taken down about  20 years ago. It did continue up until that time being known as the haunted house behind the church. 

Who knows what evil  lurks in dark places ? According to my cousin she can only assure you 
  that it does exist.

Happy Halloween 

Copyright © -2010
Chris Holly's Paranormal World
email chrishollyufo@yahoo.com

Friday, October 29, 2010

A Haunting Experience

Amy Williamson, A Haunting Experience. Spooky groovy!

Spooky Blog Tour!

I apologize for slacking the past day or two on the tour; illness and work kept me from staying on top of things. But it's not too late to visit these blogs, or, to enter the drawings! Including Women Of Esoterica's drawing! Just send an email to rlee@orangeorb.net with "ENTER" in subject line.

Okay, on with the tour! These are all unique and great blogs, please do visit and leave comments!

Beginning with:
In case you missed these, :(
Day 8     Oct. 26             
Kayleigh Jamison  *Published Author, Spiritual Woman, Bookish Diva*
Give-away: YES

Day 9     Oct. 27             
Intense Whisper  *Featured Blogger*
Give-away: YES

Day 10     Oct. 28             
Donna Carrick  *Published Author of Fiction, Active Participant of #WriteChat on Twitter, Huge Hearted Gal*


And continuing with:
Day 11     Oct. 29             
Dyan Garris  *Featured Blogger Visionary Mystic & Author of the Award Winning Finalist Money and Manifesting *

Nightmara ~ Excerpt

Prologue

Darkness had descended on the city hours ago, leaving only the streetlights to illuminate the black fabric of universe that hung overhead. An occasional honk or barking dog can be heard, but otherwise, a hush of eerie silence drifts over the community like a thick fog.

Moving through the lonely streets of Calgary, left abandoned by the endless activities of the day, an impromptu ghost town is born by the setting of the sun.

While most of the population had closed their eyes and succumbed to the call of slumber hours before, one particular bedroom window remains brightly lit.

Entering the tiny apartment, it’s reminiscent of any other messy bachelor pad. A second-hand couch stares blankly across the living room at an extra large television while a mystery plant dies of dehydration in the corner. Tonight’s dirty supper dishes, along with yesterday’s, lay abandoned on a rectangular coffee table. Stacks of unopened mail are left strewn about the matted beige carpet which is in desperate need of vacuuming.

The bathroom is littered with the remnants of the week’s laundry and the hallway is devoid of any pictures except for one that clings precariously to the corner of a tilted frame.

From the outside, it was a home like any other…except for the bedroom.

Approaching the closed white door at the end of the dark hallway, a glaring light escapes from the small crack at the bottom. On the other side of the door, only a low whispering can be heard penetrating the silence of the apartment.

Several dead bolts decorate the inside of the door even though he’d learned long ago that no amount of locks can keep the creatures out.

Plugged into every available outlet within the little room, nightlights and lamps of all shapes and sizes drown out every possible shadow.

Strategically built wooden boards form a barrier around the base of the queen-sized bed. It was simply too frightening to climb in and out of bed with the dark space underneath threatening to grab his ankles at any given moment.

A lone dresser sits unrecognizable at the far end of the room. Beaded rosaries drape over the semi-open drawers while a large statue of Buddha grins from his perch atop the dresser. A miniature nativity scene depicting the birth of Jesus with his human and animal onlookers occupies most of the space on the left side of the dresser. A lovely bust of the Virgin Mary wears a Mona Lisa smile next to a large silver menorah, all its candles lit and flickering with every breath of air that nears it.

A crucifix hangs beside an amulet of the Star of David; both keeping a vigilant eye over the young man as he reads from various bibles and religious scriptures. The words of King James, the Kabala and the Quran are amongst the rows of sacred literature decorating the bedroom floor.

Kneeling before the shrine in the corner of his bedroom, the young man shivers as psalms and verses pour rapidly from his trembling lips.

His forehead beading with sweat, he glances around himself every few seconds. Palms pressed together, he ignores the pain of the fresh bruises on his wrists and ankles. Rocking back and forth, he prays feverishly to any deity that will hear him…and protect him.


Available soon in print and on Amazon Kindle!

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

 
 The Tour Continues!

Visit the blogs on the tour, leave a comment, and enter the drawings! Including here: just put ENTER in the subject line and send it to rlee@orangeorb.net.

Day 7     Oct. 25             
Fan Spotlight Day 
Featuring: Psyche Soul Goddess *ParaGoddess In Training*
Featuring: Lily Oak  *Publisher of Hope Open, owner of HedgeWitchery Books*

Day 8     Oct. 26             
Kayleigh Jamison  *Published Author, Spiritual Woman, Bookish Diva*
Give-away: YES

Sunday, October 24, 2010

The Tour Continues! (and a spooky poem)




The tour continues! Today's stop is Scott Noir and his "Smoldering Prose" and I love it! 
If you haven't visited the other blogs on the tour, be sure to visit.
And don't forget, you can enter a drawing to win a vintage hardback copy of a George Adamski book from Women Of Esoterica. Just send an email to rlee@orangeorb.net with "ENTER" in subject line.


Day 6     Oct. 24             
Scott Noir  *Published Author of Erotica, Studly Man, "Smoldering Prose"     
http://scottnoir.blogspot.com  

My spooky item for the day, a poem about lights, memory, and mist in the woods. Enjoy!




Blue Lights
unexpected, blue lights appear
in this isolation, and through
the thin cracks in the rough wood,
glowing mists invite, even while repelling

a cold silence makes itself known, waiting
we hear its breathing

dreams, night walking, forgetfulness
only slivers of mists and light beams remain

jarring realities intrude, mundane violences, abrupt commands
we don’t understand, we don’t remember
but sense invisible connections anyhow

we believe there’ll be a reveal in the retelling, no matter
how fragmented

memory has a sentience all its own

~ regan lee, october 2010
[Photograph by Regan Lee]

Monday's stop on the tour:
Day 7     Oct. 25             
Fan Spotlight Day 
Featuring: Psyche Soul Goddess *ParaGoddess In Training*

Alfred Lehmberg on Linda Moultan Howe

Alfred Lehmberg has a nice post on meeting Linda Moulton Howe on UFO Magazine's blog: Strange Tresure.

Howe has her detractors, and, while I think disagree with her views on paranormal aspects of UFOlogy, and think she's been gullible at times, the vehemence of her critics don't match with her supposed "crimes." She's brought far more productive things to UFOlogy than not.

Friday, October 22, 2010

 SIMPLY WICKED PARANORMAL TOUR CONTINUES!!!!!!!!!

Day 4     Oct. 22
Monica Koetz  *Featured Blogger*

Day 5     Oct. 23
Conjure Oils  *Featured Metaphysical Expert*
Give-away: YES

visit these blogs, have fun, enter the drawings! and remember, be spooky!

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Purple Skull Earrings

I love these earrings! Purple skull Day of the Dead type earrings by WOE contributor Lesley Gunter, on Etsy.

13 Days Simply Wicked Blog Tour Continues. . .

The blog tour continues. Many blogs, including here at Women Of Esoterica, are giving away prizes. Visit these great blogs, say hi, and enter to win a prize!
Next stop: JoLynne Valerie:
Day 2     Oct. 20              
Jo Lynne Valerie  *Hostess with the Mostest*  Paranormal Author, ParaGoddess, TV/Radio
Give-away: YES

Thursday's stop:
Day 3     Oct. 21              
Larissa Sarah  *Featured Blogger*
Give-away:  YES


Women Of Esoterica is giving away a vintage hardback copy of a George Adamski book. To enter, email rlee@orangeorb.net with ENTER in subject line.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Simply Wicked Tour Begins!

The tour of esoteric blogs has begun! 
Amy Williamson, the Queen of ParaScream Radio, League of Extraordinary Women, is the first stop on the tour:

Day 1     Oct. 19              
Amy Williamson   *Hostess with the Mostest*  ParaScream Radio, Stage Actress, TV Personality, League of Extraordinary Women of Paranormal and Horror
Give-away: YES

Be sure to visit these blogs, and keep watching Women Of Esoterica every day til the end of the month for links to more blogs. Some of these sites on the tour are giving away a prize - including Women Of Esoterica! We're giving away a vintage copy, hardcover with dust jacket, of a George Adamski book. Winner will be announced at the end of the tour. Enter by sending me an email:  rlee@orangeorb.net, with ENTER TOUR in subject line. Winner will be chosen at random.

Next up on the tour:  author Jo Lynne Valerie:
Day 2     Oct. 20              
Jo Lynne Valerie  *Hostess with the Mostest*  Paranormal Author, ParaGoddess, TV/Radio
Give-away: YES
As you can see, both blogs include a give-away :)
More to come:
Day 1     Oct. 19              
Amy Williamson   *Hostess with the Mostest*  ParaScream Radio, Stage Actress, TV Personality, League of Extraordinary Women of Paranormal and Horror
Give-away: YES

Day 2     Oct. 20              
Jo Lynne Valerie  *Hostess with the Mostest*  Paranormal Author, ParaGoddess, TV/Radio
Give-away: YES

Day 3     Oct. 21              
Larissa Sarah  *Featured Blogger*
Give-away:  YES

Day 4     Oct. 22
Monica Koetz  *Featured Blogger*
Day 5     Oct. 23
Conjure Oils  *Featured Metaphysical Expert*
Give-away: YES

Day 6     Oct. 24             
Scott Noir  *Published Author of Erotica, Studly Man,  "Smoldering Prose"       

Day 7     Oct. 25             
Fan Spotlight Day 
Featuring: Psyche Soul Goddess *ParaGoddess In Training*
Featuring: Lily Oak  *Publisher of Hope Open, owner of HedgeWitchery Books*

Day 8     Oct. 26             
Kayleigh Jamison  *Published Author, Spiritual Woman, Bookish Diva*
Give-away: YES

Day 9     Oct. 27             
Intense Whisper  *Featured Blogger*
Give-away: YES

Day 10     Oct. 28             
Donna Carrick  *Published Author of Fiction, Active Participant of #WriteChat on Twitter, Huge Hearted Gal*

Day 11     Oct. 29             
Dyan Garris  *Featured Blogger Visionary Mystic & Author of the Award Winning Finalist Money and Manifesting *

Day 12     Oct. 30             
Women of Esoterica  *Featured Paranormal Expert*

Day 13     Oct. 31             
Ben Hopkin  
*Featured Actor, Acting Coach Helping Other Actors Create Magic in Their Performances*
Give-away: YES