Haunted Home Investigation

​I recently investigated an alleged haunted home. I never assume that there is any activity at a place, home or building. I'm a skeptic, first. I want to see where the sounds are originating from or find the source for the sensations that the home owner is experiencing. Before I arrived, as per usual, I was awoken at 5 am by a man in spirit knocking on the walls in my hallway. I asked my guides to tell him to leave me alone and that I would deal with him later in the day, when I was scheduled to work. The noises stopped abruptly.

When I arrived at the home, the two people that required my help greeted me. They were a mother and son. I had been to their home years before, but I couldn't recall a thing. I rarely remember messages from spirit or details that are given to me. I can relate stories because they are impactful and remain in my memory; otherwise, it feels like I have amnesia.

I told them that I only wanted yes or no responses and that I was perfectly fine if they disagreed with me. I immediately described the man that had visited me much earlier in the morning, I gave his name, his age and how he passed, he also told me that he dated the woman of the residence. She agreed, to all of the details, she was surprised to hear from him.

I walked around the home and the property, looking for people in spirit that needed my assistance or those that were spending time at the location. I met a man who passed, tragically, his life was taken, and he told me that his body was found on a property several buildings south of where I was located. The home owner also agreed that they weren't sure what happened and wondered why the police had lined their side road outside of his home.

I realized before arriving at the home that the son was a medium. I met more than 15 family members in spirit and friends that were urgently trying to get his attention. I don't believe that this is a special skill, I feel that using your intuition or communicating with spirit is a skill that everyone possesses. The son was so distraught that he listed off event after event of how, when and what spirit were doing to get his attention. They would move his furniture in his room, knock on walls, they would talk for hours, they were tapping him on the shoulder...the list goes on. These ghosts, that the home owner presumed they were; were his grandfather, his uncle, his friend who passed tragically, another close friend, an aunt, grandmother.

Generally speaking, people in spirit, our friends and family want the best for us. They contact us through various means. They contact us to pass a message to us. That is their only purpose. They want to encourage us, support us, love us and show that they are present in our lives. Most people, from my experience, become afraid and want to make the scary shadows, the presence that they feel in their home, go away. It's very rare that I meet strangers visiting someone in their home. In this case, there were strangers, seeking to pass messages or to ask for assistance to go to the other side. They were successful. All of them.

I managed to message the mother and son, with words of wisdom, some painful admissions of guilt and sorrow caused by family members in spirit, and love. The gentleman that passed nearby needed assistance home. The son's close friend that passed tragically had been attempting for months to reach him, but the home owner's son was upset, disturbed and frustrated by spirits presence that he continuously fought to keep them away from him, rather than embrace and listen to them.

Spirit have their ways, and we are not used to them. I taught the home owners how to work with their many visitors and how to keep a peaceful home. It takes work. It takes commitment. It isn't easy because there are so many people in spirit that want to pass messages on to their loved ones. We, being here, can decide when or if we choose to connect with them. The young man felt overwhelmed and tired, now he can choose how to deal with this skill that he wasn't able to understand.
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Much love to you all,
Ursula
xoxoxo

 

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