Musings

A Ghost Story

Here’s a true story that I recently shared on Jim Harold’s Virtual Campfire and I thought I’d share it here as well…

Here’s some background to keep in mind: When I was thirteen, my sister died of cancer. She was 23 at the time. I’m now 41 years old. Well about six months ago, I had a friend of mine, who is a shaman, perform a journey session on me. During the journey, my guides kept telling her to tell me to “play more.” They were adamant about it. She even wrote it down to me in all caps “PLAY MORE!” I thought, that was interesting since I’ve been rather depressed and holed up lately. Then about a month ago my massage therapist told me about this amazing psychic that she went to and was raving about how I had to go. I’m skeptical but I trust her so I figured that at least it would be interesting. Keep in mind, this psychic only knew my first name. She didn’t have a clue how I came to know about her or even how I got her contact info, she prefers to know as little as possible. Well, my reading was very detailed and spot on and as we were nearing the end, she said that there was a young girl next to me pressing her face to mine and saying that we share the same face. She asked if it was my sister and is her name Julie? And indeed it is! She went on to describe this needlepoint tapestry that’s hanging on my mom’s wall that she had made before she died, etc.. The psychic then told me that she has an important message for me: “PLAY MORE!” I nearly died laughing at this point. I guess the entire supernatural world is conspiring to get me to have more fun. She went on to describe how she sees my sister swiping her hand across my desk and clearing it of all the things I have to do that keep me from playing. She warned me that if I get to work or come home and all of my stuff is on the floor, that it’s her trying to give me that message. Well, I was greatly amused but I went on with my life as usual. About two weeks later, it was about 9:30 pm and I’m sitting on my couch watching TV. My dog is on my right and my cat is on my left. All of a sudden there’s a loud bang, like a hand slamming down on my table. It occurred right on the table with all of my work on it, right in front of our very eyes, and everything scattered to the floor. There was nothing tall that tipped over…nothing that I could debunk. And all of my animals were right next to me. My cat just about jumped out of his skin and he slinked up the to table to investigate, all sorts of freaked out. I just turned the TV off, grabbed the dog and her leash and said “Okay, Julie. I’m getting up and we’re going to play!” And that’s just what we did. No complaints from her since.

Adventures, Travel

Lily Dale, New York

Lily Dale, New York
Angels on the hotel
Lily Dale, New York
Beautiful houses everywhere.

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Lily Dale, New York
Lots to enjoy.
Lily Dale, New York
The library
Lily Dale, New York
This is the darkest squirrel I’ve ever seen!
Lily Dale, New York
A sitting area overlooking the lake.

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Lily Dale, New York
Every house has something to offer.

As promised, here are the photos of Lily Dale, New York. This small community of mediums, psychics and spiritualists is actually the world’s largest center for the science, philosophy and religion of spiritualism. This 135-year-old community is located on Cassadaga Lake, just an hour south of Buffalo and about 35 minutes north of Interstate 86. Sadly, their open season is not until June 27th so I didn’t get a chance to partake in any of the workshops or talk to any mediums, however, the upside to going during the off-season is that I could walk around at my leisure and not have to pay the $12 gate fee. They’re totally cool with visitors no matter what the season so don’t be afraid to check it out any time. The gates are open year-round. I was certainly not the only one enjoying the grounds. Residents and visitors alike were walking around, meditating, taking photos and indulging their own creative endeavors. There’s a beach, campgrounds, a museum, a post office, a few hotels, a healing temple, a library, a bookstore & souvenir shop, several restaurants, a spiritual school, a pet cemetery, walking trails, an artisan guild and they even have their own fire department. Yup, they’re pretty hooked up.

As I walked around, I could see a lot of home repairs happening in anticipation for the open season. There’s pretty much a medium in every house in Lily Dale, each with a placard out front beckoning you to choose them. It’s was a lovely, surreal place to visit and I’d be more than willing to return when their season is in full swing. The good news is that their last day is August 31st so I may be able to swing by when I head back east.

If you’re looking for a place to camp nearby, definitely check out Woodside Campground. They have ample RV sites and three tent sites (which were super nice–you will have to drive through a field though). Plus, it’s just a few miles from Lily Dale. The cost for a tent site was $17, which is way more affordable than most campgrounds. They even have seasonal rates for around $775 so you can stay a while if you like. In fact, I think that’s what most of the RVers do in this campground. The best part–well, besides it doubling as a country music park–is that they have private, clean bathrooms with showers. A word to the wise though, don’t be deterred by lack of signage telling you where the heck to check in and such. Just stop by the white house on the right, that’s their office but there’s no sign telling you that. Like I said, most people are either seasonal residents or repeat customers so I don’t think they feel the need to explain much.