Free Embracing the Spirits: True Stories of My Encounters With the Other Side by Barbara Parks
Authors: Barbara Parks
Tags: supernatural, Body; Mind & Spirit, on vacation, personal journey of gradually accepting and embracing the clairvoyant gifts that allow her to see spirits. She shares dramatic and heartwarming stories of interacting with spirits who turn up everywhere: at home, Traumatized by vicious poltergeist attacks that lasted five years, she receives a miraculous visit from him. This joyous experience marks her first step toward healing—and opening up to spirit world.In the Presence of Spirits chronicles Barbara’s uplifting, Barbara Parks never imagined that her deep-rooted fear of ghosts would disappear. A momentous turning point occurs when, still mourning the sudden death of a beloved friend, these amazing true tales are convincing reminders that our loved ones are never far away., and accompanying her patients. From the departed uncle that protects Barbara’s young children from grave injury to the child spirits who bring comfort to their parents
a voice with a gentle Irish brogue, I won-
dered if it belonged to the Irish stockman. I was to hear him repeat his plea three times in the space of ten minutes.
“Stuck in!” cried a very young girl. Her voice was as clear
as a bell, as though she had positioned herself directly in front of the microphone to ensure her voice came through.
And then, more ominously, a rough, angry voice belted
through my headphones.
“Shut the door!” it hissed.
Jacqui told me earlier that she thought the angry voice
belonged to Paddy, and that he seemed to dominate the rest of
the hotel’s ghosts. Perhaps he still thought he owned the hotel and had authority over its occupants.
The Kalamunda Hotel 73
“He’s keeping them in the hotel to control them,” Jacqui
said. “He doesn’t want to cross over, so he doesn’t want them
to either. They’re all trapped. I think he got angry when he
realised the Irishman and the little girl were trying to communicate with us.”
The sinister, guttural voice didn’t seem to gel with the
spirit we had been speaking with that afternoon, but it was
possible that Jacqui was right. And if she was, I hoped that by showing Paddy love and compassion, we had gone some way
towards convincing him that it was indeed time to move on.
We told him that sixty six years of lingering within the hotel’s walls as a ghost was quite long enough, and that love, light and happiness awaited him on the other side.
We assured him that crossing over didn’t mean he’d have
to leave his hotel forever, and that he’d still be able to call in whenever he saw fit.
“There’s so much more to experience.” I said. “You all
deserve to move on!”
Since I had scheduled three spirit contact evenings at the
hotel in the coming weeks, I felt confident that Jacqui, my sitters and I would be able to help the ghosts move on. Espe-
cially since in the space of an afternoon, we had been able to connect with Paddy and appreciate the man he once was; a
scared, vulnerable man who made mistakes in life but did not
deserve to be eternally punished. His self-imposed exile was
most probably borne from guilt and fear, a fear that I would
try my hardest to eradicate.
I couldn’t wait for the following week, and I hoped that the
Kalamunda Hotel’s ghosts felt the same. Whether he liked it
or not, Paddy was stuck with me. I was coming back with rein-
forcements to see the job through.
chapter ten
O u i j a
A week before the Kalamunda Hotel investigation, I decided
that it was time I found myself a Ouija Board. Since I was still struggling to develop my clairaudience, I was hoping to use
the board to facilitate clearer communication with the hotel’s ghosts. I had long resisted taking this step, as I was well-versed in the board’s inherent dangers. There are countless horror stories involving inexperienced Ouija use, whereby lower vibrational
entities have seized upon the opportunity to interact with the living. Doors to other dimensions have been indiscriminately
opened, thereby creating a portal which allows both positive
and negative energies to come through.
I reasoned that my sessions of table tipping (which I was
now doing on a regular basis) were really no different to working with a Ouija Board. Both involved inviting disembodied
entities to manifest, whether it be by moving the table or controlling the glass. I have always been mindful of spiritual protection, and spend a great deal of time preparing for spirit
75
76 Ouija
contact sessions beforehand. I raise my vibration with music,
meditation and prayer, and white light the table before I begin.
I also ask that my spirit guide and those of my sitters draw
in close and act as gate keepers, ensuring that no nasty, low-
vibrational energies can get through. Burning a white candle is also a good idea, as it’s believed to attract positive energy and repel negativity.
As such, I have only had positive and uplifting
dered if it belonged to the Irish stockman. I was to hear him repeat his plea three times in the space of ten minutes.
“Stuck in!” cried a very young girl. Her voice was as clear
as a bell, as though she had positioned herself directly in front of the microphone to ensure her voice came through.
And then, more ominously, a rough, angry voice belted
through my headphones.
“Shut the door!” it hissed.
Jacqui told me earlier that she thought the angry voice
belonged to Paddy, and that he seemed to dominate the rest of
the hotel’s ghosts. Perhaps he still thought he owned the hotel and had authority over its occupants.
The Kalamunda Hotel 73
“He’s keeping them in the hotel to control them,” Jacqui
said. “He doesn’t want to cross over, so he doesn’t want them
to either. They’re all trapped. I think he got angry when he
realised the Irishman and the little girl were trying to communicate with us.”
The sinister, guttural voice didn’t seem to gel with the
spirit we had been speaking with that afternoon, but it was
possible that Jacqui was right. And if she was, I hoped that by showing Paddy love and compassion, we had gone some way
towards convincing him that it was indeed time to move on.
We told him that sixty six years of lingering within the hotel’s walls as a ghost was quite long enough, and that love, light and happiness awaited him on the other side.
We assured him that crossing over didn’t mean he’d have
to leave his hotel forever, and that he’d still be able to call in whenever he saw fit.
“There’s so much more to experience.” I said. “You all
deserve to move on!”
Since I had scheduled three spirit contact evenings at the
hotel in the coming weeks, I felt confident that Jacqui, my sitters and I would be able to help the ghosts move on. Espe-
cially since in the space of an afternoon, we had been able to connect with Paddy and appreciate the man he once was; a
scared, vulnerable man who made mistakes in life but did not
deserve to be eternally punished. His self-imposed exile was
most probably borne from guilt and fear, a fear that I would
try my hardest to eradicate.
I couldn’t wait for the following week, and I hoped that the
Kalamunda Hotel’s ghosts felt the same. Whether he liked it
or not, Paddy was stuck with me. I was coming back with rein-
forcements to see the job through.
chapter ten
O u i j a
A week before the Kalamunda Hotel investigation, I decided
that it was time I found myself a Ouija Board. Since I was still struggling to develop my clairaudience, I was hoping to use
the board to facilitate clearer communication with the hotel’s ghosts. I had long resisted taking this step, as I was well-versed in the board’s inherent dangers. There are countless horror stories involving inexperienced Ouija use, whereby lower vibrational
entities have seized upon the opportunity to interact with the living. Doors to other dimensions have been indiscriminately
opened, thereby creating a portal which allows both positive
and negative energies to come through.
I reasoned that my sessions of table tipping (which I was
now doing on a regular basis) were really no different to working with a Ouija Board. Both involved inviting disembodied
entities to manifest, whether it be by moving the table or controlling the glass. I have always been mindful of spiritual protection, and spend a great deal of time preparing for spirit
75
76 Ouija
contact sessions beforehand. I raise my vibration with music,
meditation and prayer, and white light the table before I begin.
I also ask that my spirit guide and those of my sitters draw
in close and act as gate keepers, ensuring that no nasty, low-
vibrational energies can get through. Burning a white candle is also a good idea, as it’s believed to attract positive energy and repel negativity.
As such, I have only had positive and uplifting
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