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    Butterflies are Free to Fly…


    2009 - 03.17

    Spring is a time of growth and rebirth. That is often true of people too.

    Rebecca Muller, the clairvoyant and researcher I’ve had the pleasure of communicating with throughout last year, has done a little spring cleaning in her life. A new home… and new career path. The paranormal aspect of her life has been frozen, “for now”. What does the future hold? That remains a mystery, as it does for most of us. But for the time being, there are other things of higher importance.

    Her absence will be missed. She’s an all-around good soul and Columbus will be a bit emptier without her and her husband. But I wish them all the success and happiness in the world. And who knows; the future isn’t written in stone. Perhaps a few more spooks will pique her interest further down the road…

    St. Patrick’s Spooky Emerald Isle…


    2009 - 03.17

    Today, we celebrate St. Patrick’s Day in much of the world. Some rivers flow green like the lager at festive pubs. Covers and leprechauns reign supreme in the streets. We try our best at speaking Gaelic only to butcher the words with alcohol-tainted breath. And for a brief while, many people consider themselves unofficial “citizens” of Ireland (or Éire, if you want to be precise).

    Legends loon large in Ireland. Many of us know about tales of the mischievous, not-so-friendly leprechaun and the bean sidhe (”banshee”) wailing as a harbinger of death. Iconic images of nature spirits and ghosts permeate our recollections of Irish culture. The soft, warm, sweet scent of burning peat on a cold day drifts our thoughts to haunting legends, forgotten Druid culture, and empty castles.

    Ghost stories are abundant in Irish mythology and folktales. Entire websites are devoted to the paranormal lore. On Irelandseye.com, you can find an abundance of information on the country as well as its spooky places. The site offers a webcam for the Leprechaun Watch where you can try your luck at capturing a glimpse of nature spirits; for those solely interested in departed souls, the GhostWatch section tells the tragic haunting of Helena Bunden at a linen mill, complete with sightings of her ghosts and a few incredibly EVPs.

    Visitors to Ireland can enjoy many tours and haunted places. One story—the execution and subsequent haunting of Bishop John Atherton—I have included in my upcoming book. But there are too many others out there, waiting to be read about and experienced. Dublin is one such extremely haunted city. And from Dublin, there’s the interesting story of a haunted site: the former location of a theater.

    Fishamble Street Theatre, near the remnants of Proudfoote’s Castle, opened back in 1741. It is still remembered today as the site of the premiere preformance of Handel’s Messiah. Many great performers graced its walls and left their impressions on the building. The haunted history of the playhouse began in the early 1800s when strange knockings were frequently heard, centered around the Green Room. Every night at 10:00 precisely, the sounds would be heard emanating from the wall for fifteen minutes. The story survived through oral tradition from a worker in the mid-19th century and was later written about in John Dunne’s A Ghost Watcher’s Guide to Ireland. Most of Fishamble Street has been leveled, yet the story survives. A wide range of other Dublin haunts, including Fishamble, can be found on the Paranormal Database.

    So don’t let the Guinness cloud your mind too much on this holiday. There are spirits out there, looming among the gravestones and ruins between the Atlantic Ocean and the Irish Sea. If you can’t be there, just snuggle up in bed tonight with a good book of Irish ghost stories.

    Someone Else Said It Best…


    2009 - 03.16

    Most modern thoughts are not entirely unique. We borrow from our contemporaries and, occasionally, think up ideas which have already been hatched. Yet some words are timeless. Long after the speaker or writer is dead, we remember them.

    As a slight departure from my usual ramblings, here are just a few of my many favorite quotes spoken by great minds. No truer words were ever spoken.

    “Logic, n. The art of thinking and reasoning in strict accordance with the limitations and incapacities of the human understanding.” — Ambrose Bierce

    “If you don’t know where you are going, any road will get you there.” — Lewis Carroll

    “It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.” — Marlene Dietrich

    “I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work.” — Thomas A. Edison

    “Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.” — Albert Einstein

    “The difference between genius and stupidity is; genius has its limits.” — Albert Einstein

    “We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

    “I have found little that is ‘good’ about human beings on the whole. In my experience most of them are trash, no matter whether they publicly subscribe to this or that ethical doctrine or none at all. That is something that you cannot say aloud, or perhaps even think.” — Sigmund Freud

    “An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.” — Ernest Hemingway

    “As far as we can discern, the sole purpose of human existence is to kindle a light in the darkness of mere being.” — Carl Gustav Jung

    “The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself completely.” — Carl Gustav Jung

    “Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible.” — Carl Gustav Jung

    “It is hard enough to remember my opinions, without also remembering my reasons for them!” — Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

    “I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.” — Edgar Allan Poe

    “The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.” — Socrates

    “Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it’s time to pause and reflect.” — Mark Twain

    “Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.” — Mark Twain

    “Censorship is telling a man he can’t have a steak just because a baby can’t chew it.” — Mark Twain

    “It takes your enemy and your friend, working together, to hurt you to the heart: the one to slander you and the other to get the news to you.” — Mark Twain

    “It is better to deserve honors and not have them than to have them and not deserve them.” — Mark Twain

    “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” — Mark Twain

    “There are three types of lies — lies, damn lies, and statistics.” — Mark Twain

    “It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt.” — Mark Twain

    “…gratitude is a debt which usually goes on accumulating like blackmail; the more you pay, the more is exacted. In time, you are made to realize that the kindness done you is become a curse and you wish it had not happened.” — Mark Twain

    “Sanity and happiness are an impossible combination.” — Mark Twain

    “The pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple.” — Oscar Wilde

    “There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.” — Oscar Wilde

    “A true friend stabs you in the front.” — Oscar Wilde

    “Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.” — Oscar Wilde

    A Different Kind of Interview…


    2009 - 03.15

    It’s always interesting meeting new people. And this year, I’ve been doing quite a lot of that! Among the wide range of characters I’ve chatted with is “Doctor Paranormal” John Crocitto (not to be confused with “Professor Paranormal“, Loyd Auerbach), a host of the internet radio show/podcast Beyond Ghosts! This Tuesday, I’ll be on the air at 7:00 PM discussing ghosts and my upcoming book.

    It was pre-recorded, so I can tell you that it was a fun show fraught with technical difficulties at the most inopportune times. (And just a minor clarification: I don’t hunt gay ghosts exclusively; that would be too difficult!) But that’s technology for you. They’re not your typical “serious” people, so it was all in good fun. John and the gang (Jena and Ryan) call their approach “Guerilla Radio” and you never quite know what to expect. Hopefully, next time I’ll have all the bugs in the system worked out and things will go off without a hitch!

    Walking England’s Most Haunted City…


    2009 - 03.14

    While I normally hate congested urban places, some part of me loves London. The ultimate irony is looking back over my journal writing in 1998-99 during my trip to the city, you might not think it:


    January 6, 1990 – Day 12
    “Well, this magical mystery tour is almost over. Two more days. I’m glad they’re in London or I’d have to kill someone. [The teacher/tour guide] Fred’s been quite bitchy lately. Glad he’s gone to Africa. Depending on energy, I might go out or just call Simon [my friend from Soho]…”

    I didn’t get to see any haunted places. I was trapped with a bunch of fellow students who acted more like stereotypical, obnoxious American tourists than even I could have expected. I only spent time with my friend Simon once during the entire trip. I was utterly broke by the final days. I ordered prawns at a pub near the hotel and refused to eat them because they were “staring at me”. And the leader of the group turned out to be a stingy ‘dirty old man’ we all grew to hate. But the city itself, with all its flaws, was a breath of fresh air. It just felt like home. And all these years later, that female voice from the Tube still echoes inside my head: “Next stop, Marylebone… Marylebone…

    I highly recommend a visit there to anyone in the United States, or any other country for that matter. It’s a whole different world. And there are more ghostly legends than you could imagine. But don’t make my mistake: spend some time looking for spooks. Dozens of books about London’s ghosts, from the Underground to pubs, are everywhere. London embraces its haunted heritage, and no one should miss out on that creepy aspect.

    If you do find yourself in London, I recommend a ghost tour or two. While taxi drivers and business owners have plenty to say, it’s good to have a broad range of tales encompassed in the span of a few hours. And one group, London Paranormal, offers a wide range of walking tours and paranormal events throughout the year. Its founder is a name you might recognize from one season of Most Haunted: Ian Shillito. Or perhaps you’ve read on here about The Scary Marys and remember him from it. And if you happen to be in the city during the month of October, there’s always the organization’s London Ghost Festival.

    Is it gay-friendly? You better believe it. Ian’s a fellow “out” investigator, so there’s no need to worry about being yourself. And London has a few gay ghosts to boot, along with other places throughout the UK, some of which I’ve chronicled in the upcoming book Queer Paranormal. You can bet that my next trip across the pond will include several stops in England. Ghosts and legalized gay marriage: who could ask for more?

    Detector School Dropouts…


    2009 - 03.13

    You’re at a haunted location. You want to check to see if there might be a ghost around. So, what do you do? You whip out your trusty EMF meter. Why? Um… well… because everyone else does. As the old argument goes, “and if everyone jumped off a cliff, would you?

    EMF (a.k.a electromagnetic frequency, electromagnetic fluctuation) has become the must-have gadget for any “serious” investigator of paranormal phenomena. Most ghost hunters will tell you that these devices react to ghosts and spirits, which “give off higher readings” of electrical and magnetic energies. It’s failproof and reliable. Right? Well, not really. But before you prepare the fire to burn me at the stake for “heretical nonsensical talk”, take a moment to listen.

    Our world is a noisy cacophony of electricity, magnetism, and waves (radiation, radio, round, microwaves, etc.), most of which we cannot see, hear, or sense. Some is man-made, some natural. If we could hear all the energy constantly around us, it might sound like rush hour traffic in New York City. And this is the world in which we try to fiddle with a Gauss meter (or EMF meter). Many people using these devices don’t know what they’re detecting. Cheap models cannot filter out natural energy from interference caused by our own technology. But to ask most investigators, they “work”.

    In reality, they don’t. I’m sorry, but they don’t. I don’t even own one because I’ve experimented with them and found them about as useful in the pursuit of ghosts as a rubber ducky. Yes, they do indeed note fluctuations in energy on occasion, but in the chaos invisible to our senses, what’s really happening? It is that power line or cell phone? Am I sitting on a meteorite? Or did the CIA just fly a covert plane overhead giving off powerful radio signals telling me to invest in the Bank of America? I just don’t know.

    The sad fact is there is no definitive correlation found between unexplained phenomena and EMF readings. Some say ghosts cause spikes. Others say powerful bursts of energy make us hallucinate. But each is just a guess. A thought. I’ve witnessed unexplainable sights, sounds, and smells while Gauss meters remained silent and inactive. I’ve seen them go wild while nothing out of the ordinary occurs. And you’re trying to tell me that EMF and paranormal phenomena are connected? No, thank you; I’m not interested in that prime Florida swampland.

    If I’m trying to pick up a toothpick, a magnet won’t work no matter how hard I try. It doesn’t mean the toothpick isn’t there; it just means that the magnet isn’t a valid method of detecting it. And that’s largely how I view Gauss meters in the field. You’ll pick up on something alright, but not a ghost. So, you say, what does work, you mean, cranky, pessimist? Well, I don’t exactly know. That requires more experimentation. But we need to look beyond one possibility to make any headway. What about a Geiger counter, or a photometer?

    And yes, there’s a reason I suggest these gadgets. Research in telepathy, which might be related to “psychic experiences” and hauntings, has found that whatever mechanism is being used to convey information is not governed by electromagnetic principles. Psychometry works in shielded environs and Faraday cages. Whatever we’re looking for lies outside the known particles, waves, etc. Perhaps it’s like a photon, allowing it to be visible yet behave like a wave. Whatever the answer, it exists outside the box.

    For an interesting piece of reading material, I suggest Steve Mizrach’s The Superspectrum Hypothesis.

    Queer Paranormal Road Trip: Christopher’s by the Bay


    2009 - 03.11

    Some of you might remember Christopher’s by the Bay from an earlier pre-Christmas post mentioning a conversation I had with the innkeeper. I thought I may as well elaborate on the place, since summer will be here before you know. Time for vacations and travel. And if you find yourself in Provincetown, MA, Christopher’s is a wonderful choice for lodging…

    …and perhaps a ghost or two.

    Dave and Jim have operated the guest house on Johnson Street for the past couple years. It is located in a century house, constructed in the 1840s as a home for shipwright Stephen Mott. For the past 40 years, guests have stayed at the residence through its many incarnations: Swanberry Inn, Carpe Diem, and (finally) Christopher’s. A variety of rooms are available for overnight guests on each of the three floors; each is named for a famed painter. But anyone planning to visit the inn might want to keep an eye out for a ghost or two.

    The main presence within the home has been dubbed ‘Elizabeth’ after a local psychic picked up on the name while passing the property. The owner’s dog occasionally growls at ‘nothing’ in the dining room and there is a sense of people coming and going at what once was the rear entrance (now leading to the innkeeper’s quarters). A few guests have experienced bizarre-but-not-frightening occurrences in a few rooms, including the sensation of being watched and encyclopedia’s removing themselves from the bookcases. Whoever ‘Elizabeth’ is, she is not unfriendly, though, to the living, her unexpected manifestations can catch people off guard. Even through the eyes of skeptics, there have been moments that leave you wondering if ghosts really do exist…

    Provincetown has been an escape for artists and celebrities for decades, and the region is ripe with history. Its high GLBT population makes it a favorite vacation spot for ‘friends of Dorothy’ with as much sun and entertainment as any man or woman could want. And if staying in a haunted bed & breakfast isn’t enough to satisfy your craving for the dead, haunted places can be found throughout the city. You can explore the sites for yourself or tag along with Provincetown Ghost Tours and get a taste of Cape Cod’s undead nightlife.

    And I’m Spent…


    2009 - 03.09

    I’m done. Finally! Yes, completely this time. Bibliography and all. The manuscript for my book is finished. It’s been a harrowing and nerve-wracking day, but I managed as best I could. Almost 45,000 words and a dozen reorganizations later, I can finally rest easier. The hard part is over; now, it’s just worrying about it actually getting into print!

    A Popularity Contest…


    2009 - 03.08

    It never ceases to amaze me the Google searches people type in that lead them to Spooked! I review them every so often when curiosity piques. Some are just absurd. Others are about people and places I’ve mentioned. Yet two specific search terms bring people here most often: Corpsewood and Chip Coffey.

    Why? Well, let’s review them.

    Corpsewood Manor (yes, that was its real name) is a rural Georgia ruin: the site of a grizzly murder in the 1980s. Because of this, it is allegedly haunted by victims Charles Scudder and Joseph Odom, as well as one of their beloved pets. Some say it was a hate crime, instigated by narrow-minded people not so kind toward a gay couple (or jilted by unaccepted advances). Other evidence insists it was a robbery gone awry. I’ve researched the haunting and it’s included in my upcoming book, Queer Paranormal. The isolated place has become an enigma and a favorite place to investigate for many people. Though I haven’t yet had the pleasure (or terror, depending on whom you ask) of visiting it, a few friends have. It’s legendary. It’s dangerous. And it seems that everyone wants to know more about it.

    Chip Coffey is a psychic, best known for his regular appearances on Paranormal State and Psychic Kids. Loved by some, hated by others, he is often a topic of rumors, speculation, and gossip (after all, people love to gossip). I do tend to mention him a lot on here. Why? Because I like him on a human level. We think alike in many ways and share many viewpoints. He, too, is a survivor. And he’s realistic in his approach to both the paranormal and life. His ability to tell it like it is can be too much for some people to swallow; his fame makes him a prime target for anyone who thinks psychics are a joke. But the more visible anyone is, the more rotten fruit is thrown at them. I’ve refrained from commenting on here about any of his psychic ability, but that’s simply because I don’t know. I’ve never had a reading from him so I can’t judge accuracy. And that’s true with many psychics I know.

    Like FOX News, I try to be “fair and (mentally un-) balanced”. I point out both sides of most situations and beliefs, yet I find humor wherever possible. And controversial topics are unavoidable. But I mention the things, people, and places that intrigue, amuse, and enlighten me. Sometimes, these topics jive with what others find interesting, as is proved by Google. Other times, I’m way off base. But that’s part of the chaos that is Spooked! And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

    Midnight Reflections in the Garden…


    2009 - 03.07

    We view the world through windows of our soul. From what we see through the glass, we make decisions. Some positive, others negative. Of course, we often fail to see the clarity of the glass through which we peer. It isn’t until someone wipes away the grime that we realize the fog we’ve lived in.

    Life is all about perception. Judgments, decisions, choices, beliefs, etc. Each man and woman has free will. The hardest part of life is being yourself. Happiness might be an option, but it always has a price. One man’s calamity is another’s success. There’s a balance, seen and unseen, in the cosmos. And a certain humor to be found in our world that too many fail to notice.

    Just over a month of time separates me now from the big 3-0. Thirty years of life gone, spent dancing in a garden alongside both sweet lilies and thistles. The flora has been ever changing and not without a few pricks on thorns. Some seasons blossom with beauty; others wilt into dormancy. New growth emerges in corners long vacant as once steadfast oaks suffer from blight and crash back to the ground to rot. But it’s my garden. An entire history lies beneath fallen leaves, compacted as layers of soul below the surface.

    Spring is a time of change and rebirth for all life. And this is true with my own. I have much to be thankful for and many prospects on the horizon. I’ve survived all life has thrown at me and stepped out with humor and optimism. Friendships have faded while ghosts from the past have reappeared. Lessons have been learned. Memories and attitudes noted for future reference. The coming months hold a wealth of promise and new endeavors. While we should never forget the past, we must set our sights on what lies ahead.

    And that excites me. I have so many things to look forward to in the coming months. New ventures, reunions with dear sweet friends, fascinating travels. Some hard labors are paying off while others have only begun. Sown crops are nearing harvest; new buds sprout from branches of the tree of life, eager to soar to new heights. Life is not merely about death.

    But be prepared; in life (and death), we must expect the unexpected. Hurricanes come without warning, as do sudden windfalls. Sometimes, you have to stand and face the world. Neutrality isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I’ve spent a good portion of my time blogging trying to avoid endorsements and keeping a silly view of the paranormal world. While the latter will not change (nothing in this world will stop me from finding the occasional joke in humanity), the former needs to be addressed. No more “I’m avoiding this discussion as not to step on toes”. If some people are controversial, so be it. Not everyone likes everyone else. But I do like, admire, and appreciate a good many people and no one else’s opinions of them will change that. It’s time for me to defend those who fall into that category, for my own reasons and at my own whim.

    High winds may stir dust devils in the garden of my life, but “he who stands for nothing falls for anything”. And I’m still standing.