Something was not quite right with our house. An unaccountable voice calling for “Maria” from our vacant side yard, and a baby crying in the night in our neighbor's home though they had no baby.
It was not until I inherited an old full-length mirror from my grandmother that strange things became obvious soon after it was hung in my bedroom, and were witnessed by many other people.
Years later, my husband and I moved into a converted attic apartment. It wasn’t just the green goo on the floor of our closet that was odd. We experienced many, eerie, unexplainable things there.
Even so, I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe that my grandmother came through that mirror to terrorize me every night. I do, however, believe that there are unseen, unknown forces at work.
British actor Timothy Spall, who played Peter Pettigrew in the Harry Potter movies said, “I've never seen a poltergeist, but I do believe there is more than what we see, that there is more than just this.”
Then, during our second overnight stay in the Queen Mary Hotel I discovered something wonderful. I could turn off my sensitivity to the eerie happenings that had plagued me there already.
I’ve written about my many bizarre encounters over the years, which were published in a now defunct British blog, and this is the very last time I plan to write about this subject. It creeps me out.
So, as is my habit this time of year, I deck the house in Autumn hues, burn pumpkin scented candles, and am relish in all of the lovely seasonal aspects of Fall, but not Halloween. It’s my sore spot.
Happy Autumn!
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