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My First Tarot Reading – Part 1 – My Purpose in Life

21 Monday Oct 2013

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My husband, one of my best friends and two of her children went to visit the S. K. Pierce Haunted Victorian Mansion on Friday, October 18, 2013 during the Blood Moon/Lunar Eclipse.  For those of you who are unfamiliar with the mansion, located in Gardner, MA, it IS haunted.  There have been more than 7 confirmed deaths in the house.  With the amount of paranormal experiences and findings that have occurred, it has been a well sought out location for paranormal investigators across the country and has been the subject of many famous TV shows and popular books.  (See the links below for further information on the mansion.)

On Friday, the Spirit Sleepers Paranormal Investigators team was there hosting a psychic fair with several Rev. Witches from Salem available to perform Tarot and Palm readings, divination seminars, fork bending and table tipping.  My goal was to enjoy the tour with my group and have my palm read.  After the tour the line for palm reading was too long but there was an opening for a Tarot reading.  They have always fascinated me but I was afraid to have a reading because I thought I would be told something negative about my future and I understand how manifestation works and didn’t want to attract something like that into my life.

I didn’t want to leave without participating in something so I decided to take a deep breath and give it a try.  Robyn was my reader and she immediately put me at ease.  She assured me that no one should ever give a negative reading and if they started to, that I should get up and walk out.

You may find through my blogs, if you don’t already know me, I’m an open book so I have no problem sharing with you the results of my readings (I also had a palm reading and my husband had a tarot reading from a different person.  I recorded all of it so I could reflect on it and also bring you the results.  That’s how I’ll be able to quote some things that were said.)  This will be broken down over several posts due to the lengthy content.

I was given several gifts during the reading and I do not regret in at all.  The fist thing Robyn picked up on will be today’s subject.  She asked if I was aware of what an Empath was.  (This is how I have labeled myself for many years.)  She said that I’m not quite an Empath but similar.  Instead of taking on people’s emotions, I take on their energy.  She explained that I need to learn how to ground it but that I will never be able to stop taking it in.  The ability to do so is why I’m here.  She explained that when I walk through a mall that I actually take on the energy of others, which explains why my mood changes in crowds.  If someone is carrying negativity I actually take it on.

Robyn went on to say that the best way to learn to release that energy is to meditate and practice breathing in through my nose and out through my mouth which draws in the good energy and puts the bad energy back out.  She stated, “It’s actually not a bad thing that you do it, it’s actually the reason you are here.  Because there are very few people who would still be able to walk or even function (if they had the ability or had to carry that energy.)”

In crowds it’s not that I just feel the energy, I take it on.  It’s one of the reason’s I have trouble sleeping.  She explained that what I would consider “the thoughts churning in my head,” are the energies that I collected throughout the day from others.

I asked, “What can I do with this.  How can I use this in a positive way to help others if it is the reason I’m here,” to which she replied, “That’s what you’re doing.  You’re actually taking it so they don’t have to deal with it.”

Another scenario in which this affects me is in communication with my children.  She pointed out that when I have moments when I snap, it is not because of that person, it is because I drew in that energy.  She states that it’s not my personality to snap.  This has become an issue over the years with my oldest son and I.  The arguments can get pretty intense.  So I asked, “Is there any way to tell if my son is the same way?”  After meditating for a moment over the cards she said that he is a little different, he is actually an Empath.  He draws in emotions from other people and suggested that I take some time to teach him how to deal with this.

I will be doing much more research on both abilities.

It’s amazing to be able to understand why I feel the way I do in crowds, why I can’t sleep and why I get depressed some days and cannot explain it.  I’m sure this will help my son and I better understand each other and be able to improve our relationship as well as help him understand why he gets emotional quickly.  This may be why he was diagnosed with ADHD.  Perhaps it was due to him picking up on the other children’s emotions and not being able to understand how to get rid of them.

What a gift to know why I’m here and how to continue helping other people.

This has given us a great deal to think about.  This is only part one of my reading.  She goes on to explain 3 of the reasons why I have had paranormal activity surrounding me throughout my lifetime, what she sees for my youngest son, and bits of my future.  Please follow this blog for more.

For further information on the mansion we visited, here are the links to the history of the home and the people who lived there, my experiences in the home and experiences of others, including past and present owners as well as video evidence found by professional investigators:

Also visit my other site, The Peace And Happiness Project ~ Missy Bell.

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“The Rev Cemetery,” in Fitchburg, MA – (Dean Hill Cemetery)

02 Wednesday Oct 2013

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The tension rose in the car as we drove the last 2.5 miles deeper and deeper into the woods up the back, poorly paved narrow roads in Fitchburg, MA. We drove slowly down the dark, dirt, dead end that is Caswell road (not to be confused with Caswell Street.)  When we saw the cemetery on our right, we pulled over and the 3 of us got out of the car.

1381953_10151672958288456_1783007979_nI had asked my son and his best friend to go with me so I could get a few pictures.  The truth is, I didn’t want to go alone.  I had heard rumors, stories about happenings in this cemetery in my own town and I had even been there twice before, once during the day and once at night, but I would never go there alone.

When we all got out of the car, I left the lights on and the emergency hazards.  There were no street lights or any other lights for that matter.  It was pitch black.  After freaking myself out and both guys complaining about the lights and the hazards, I turned them off.

They were much braver than I and walked amongst the gravestones, checking out dates and engravings.  The cemetery was established in 1791 for the veterans and families of the Revolutionary War.  This is why it is called, “The Rev” by locals.  I believe the stone they were looking for was the one they spoke of on the way there that is part of a legend.  They mentioned that if you stood on this grave stone that you would die, although not immediately.  (I couldn’t resist to joke that of course, you would, we all do eventually.)  When I got home to research more about that stone I discovered a website (http://www.strangeusa.com/Viewlocation.aspx?id=4887) that tells the story stating that particular stone had been stolen 4 times and returned 3 times.  It is no longer there, not that they could have found it at night.

According to the site, http://www.theshadowlands.net/places/massachusetts.htm, there have been several deaths there.  It states there was a 20 year old man who was killed and burned on that road and that a girl also died after her car hit a tree on Caswell.  That alone could be enough information to give you the creeps if you are there looking for spirits but the site listed above also speaks of urban legends of animal sacrifice, satanic and sexual rituals, someone being accidentally killed and buried just beyond the cemetery wall and 2 missing teenagers who were left behind at the cemetery but never found.  It is also rumored that soldiers with glowing eyes have been seen leaning against the walls in the area.  Some of these stories still circulate amongst the teens in the area according to my two young men and their friends.

I cannot confirm any of this.  I do feel very anxious when I’m there but I feel that is because it is so dark and eerily quiet.  Most of the people I have spoken to who have been there feel the same way but have never seen anything either.

After requests for pictures I went back today to get some shots.  There are several broken stones as seen below:

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The broken pieces were gathered and and placed around a tree.

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There was one stone that is slivered and chipped with the ground growing up around it.  The picture next to it is of a new family stone.  This may have replaced the one that had been vandalized.

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Here are the rest of the pictures…

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If you go, you be the judge.  Please note that there are signs stating no trespassing after dark.  The neighbors will call the police.

If you have enjoyed this post, I hope you will follow this blog for more on the paranormal occurrences in the U.S.  I invite you to check out my other blog as well, http://www.PeaceAndHappinessProject.com which is centered around reducing stress and increasing happiness.

COMING UP NEXT… The Gardner, MA Haunted Victorian, The S.K. Peirce Mansion – Part 1.

Thank you for stopping by.

Missy Bell

Where the Ghosts Live

01 Tuesday Oct 2013

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Welcome to my newest blog, “Where the Ghosts Live.”  I’ve had a fascination with the afterlife since I was about 14 when I started having several unexplained occurrences going on in my home and kept seeing shadows and movement out of the corner of my eye that I could not explain.

These strange events have continued throughout my lifetime and it seems that it doesn’t matter where I am.  I have moved 6 times since this all started and I’ve had continued experiences.  I’d like to start this blog by sharing a few of those with you today.

My Childhood Home, Shirley, MAAt the age of 7, I moved to a house in the town of Shirley, Massachusetts that was more than 100 years old.  I remember hearing all the stories of how much it had changed over the years structurally.  I remember my parents telling the story of the banging noises they kept hearing after they moved in.  They were getting their room set up (behind the first two front windows and left side window) and kept hearing a banging from inside the walls of their bedroom.  The noises were very intermittent but continued over a period of about a month.  They found out after a while that there had been a fireplace in that room that had been covered up.  They could never prove the source and debunked it as being an animal or rattling air that had settled in spaces behind the wall.

As I got older, whatever was in that house seemed to become more active.  I was about 14 when the activity picked up rapidly.  I recall that I would curl my hair in front of the television and I would see a shadow sitting on the steps to my right.  Our family room was a finished room in the basement, (the white  and red bricked area in the above picture).  The next room over was my brother’s room but by this time, he had moved off to college.  Through his room to the right was an unfinished, typical basement area with a laundry room in the back.  None of the dogs I ever had while growing up would ever go back that far for some reason.

The two most notable things that happened, happened in my brother’s room.  I had a friend stay over one night and we decided to sleep in the hide-a-bed in that there.  The head of the bed was up against the wall with the laundry area’s door to its right and the outside door on the left side.  It was late and we were talking the night away, as most teenaged girls do.  All of a sudden, we both sat straight up in a panic and looked at each other, “DID YOU SEE THAT?” (My hair still stands on end when I tell this story.)  We had both seen a full body apparition walk from one side of the bed, all the way around to the other!  It seemed to be a figure of a young girl.  My friend and I still recall the event in the same way.

Some time later we had electrical occurrences that were unexplained.  We had a radio that would turn its timer dial on and play just before I came home from school.  No one had been in the house prior to my arrival to turn that 60 minute dial to the on position.  Another time, an unplugged lamp turned on then off several times in that same basement room.  My parents and I all witnessed that at the same time.

I’m not sure if the spirit/s are attached to me or to the house but when I moved, I continued witnessing paranormal activity at every location I’ve lived over my lifetime.  In my most recent house, where we have been the only owners, we hear doors open and close after being closed properly, door handles jiggle, noises as if something is bumping into a wall, footsteps and apparitions.  My most recent event that had more than one witness, happened about 3 months ago.  I am married with two teenage boys.  My husband and oldest son, as well as his girlfriend and a few of their friends have seen and heard things in this house.  My son, Dan had friends over one evening, most of whom were up in his room.  Patrick had stayed downstairs in the kitchen eating a snack and I was in the next room over, the living room.  We both, at the same time, heard a female voice speak, as if standing in the entry way to both rooms.  I thought one of the girls was in the kitchen with him.  He called to me to ask what I said.  That’s when we realized we were alone downstairs and neither of us had said a word but both had heard the same thing.

At this point in my life, I would be lost without some kind of activity going on every once in a while.  It has never bothered me but occasionally I do get a little freaked out about the fact that spirits can communicate after passing.

I could go on and on about what has gone on in my life pertaining to this subject.  I will save some for later posts.

Going forward I will cover many different reported hauntings and afterlife phenomenon and bring them to you via this blog site.  I would also like to take a few tours of some local sites to let you know what I find.  Perhaps I could sneak in some interviews with others who have had experiences and review some psychic mediums to report on them as well.  I hope you will follow this page as well as my other, http://www.PeaceAndHappinessProject.com which is geared toward helping you reduce stress and increase happiness.

Thank you for stopping by.  Tomorrow’s post will be about a local Massachusetts haunting.