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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
experiences
with the table. I felt confident that approaching the Ouija
Board with the same level of preparation and respect would
keep me and my sitters adequately protected.
After a day spent hunting through countless antique stores,
I finally found the exact type of table I was looking for. It was a carved Victorian side-table, inlaid with a plate of clear glass.
I also bought some Victorian-style stickers depicting cherubs
and flowers, together with a selection of large black letters. I would use these to customize my Ouija table, sticking them
beneath the glass to ensure the surface remained uniform and
smooth. In no time at all, I was ready to test it out.
My friend, Vee had called me earlier in the week, asking
if she could come and see me. She didn’t tell me as much at
the time, but apparently her deceased brother had been pester-
ing her to visit me. Vee, who has always been in tune with spirits, decided to concede to her brother’s wishes, as she felt she wouldn’t be able to get me out of her head until she did so!
It seemed more than coincidental that I had bought and set
up my Ouija table the previous day, so I asked Vee if she would like to sit at the table. Armed with a handful of tissues, she came and took her place.
Ouija 77
My customized Ouija Table, which I found in an old antique store.
Although I was expecting Vee’s brother to be the domi-
nant energy, the table was quickly hijacked by the ghosts of
the Kalamunda Hotel.
First to come through was Euie, who Vee and I thought surely must’ve actually been called Evie. We asked her if this was the case. But Euie was insistent, repeatedly spelling out
E..U..I..E until we had no choice but to accept that this was her name! She later told us that it was short for Eunice.
Euie told us that she had lived and died at the Kalamunda
hotel, and confirmed that she was the grey-haired old woman
who frequented the bottle shop. Wanting proof that she was
indeed who she said she was, I asked her if she was with
Paddy, to which she replied YES.
“OK then,” I said. “If you’re with Paddy, I’m sure he would
have told you about his Melbourne Cup triumph. Can you tell
me what the name of his horse was?”
78 Ouija
BLUE SPEC
We were blown away. It seemed Euie and her friends had
followed me home from the hotel a few days earlier. Before
she said goodbye, Euie moved to the letter V after which she moved to the X .
“I think she’s giving you a kiss Vee,” I said.
At this, the glass rapidly moved to YES, and then moved once again to the V and the X. And indeed, each spirit we spoke to during the session signed off in the same way, as
though they were trying to shower Vee in love. They left a
wonderful feeling of warmth in their wake.
I didn’t realise until that day, but Vee was not well and was
on the waiting list for surgery. It seemed as though the spirits knew this, and were eager to express their love and support.
Next to come through was Charles, who spelt his name
out with rapidity and ease.
“May we call you Charlie?” I asked.
CHARLES! he repeated.
“Are you the gentleman I heard calling out on the voice
recording?” I asked.
YES
“Can you please tell me what you were calling out,
Charles?”
HELP US was spelt out with deliberate ease.
My heart quickly jumped into my throat, I couldn’t believe
he was coming through so strongly. Further validation of
Charles’ identity was given to me later that night. An internet search of the history of the Kalamunda Hotel, confirmed that
the original builder was a gentleman named Charles Hum-
merston.
Ouija 79
I assured Charles that we would indeed help him, and told
him that I was bringing a group of friends to the hotel on
Monday night.
“We’re going to help you cross over,” I said. “It’s time to go into the light.”
We also had a brief word with Paddy Connolly, and an
eight year old girl named Gertie. Gertie told us that she was
the
with the table. I felt confident that approaching the Ouija
Board with the same level of preparation and respect would
keep me and my sitters adequately protected.
After a day spent hunting through countless antique stores,
I finally found the exact type of table I was looking for. It was a carved Victorian side-table, inlaid with a plate of clear glass.
I also bought some Victorian-style stickers depicting cherubs
and flowers, together with a selection of large black letters. I would use these to customize my Ouija table, sticking them
beneath the glass to ensure the surface remained uniform and
smooth. In no time at all, I was ready to test it out.
My friend, Vee had called me earlier in the week, asking
if she could come and see me. She didn’t tell me as much at
the time, but apparently her deceased brother had been pester-
ing her to visit me. Vee, who has always been in tune with spirits, decided to concede to her brother’s wishes, as she felt she wouldn’t be able to get me out of her head until she did so!
It seemed more than coincidental that I had bought and set
up my Ouija table the previous day, so I asked Vee if she would like to sit at the table. Armed with a handful of tissues, she came and took her place.
Ouija 77
My customized Ouija Table, which I found in an old antique store.
Although I was expecting Vee’s brother to be the domi-
nant energy, the table was quickly hijacked by the ghosts of
the Kalamunda Hotel.
First to come through was Euie, who Vee and I thought surely must’ve actually been called Evie. We asked her if this was the case. But Euie was insistent, repeatedly spelling out
E..U..I..E until we had no choice but to accept that this was her name! She later told us that it was short for Eunice.
Euie told us that she had lived and died at the Kalamunda
hotel, and confirmed that she was the grey-haired old woman
who frequented the bottle shop. Wanting proof that she was
indeed who she said she was, I asked her if she was with
Paddy, to which she replied YES.
“OK then,” I said. “If you’re with Paddy, I’m sure he would
have told you about his Melbourne Cup triumph. Can you tell
me what the name of his horse was?”
78 Ouija
BLUE SPEC
We were blown away. It seemed Euie and her friends had
followed me home from the hotel a few days earlier. Before
she said goodbye, Euie moved to the letter V after which she moved to the X .
“I think she’s giving you a kiss Vee,” I said.
At this, the glass rapidly moved to YES, and then moved once again to the V and the X. And indeed, each spirit we spoke to during the session signed off in the same way, as
though they were trying to shower Vee in love. They left a
wonderful feeling of warmth in their wake.
I didn’t realise until that day, but Vee was not well and was
on the waiting list for surgery. It seemed as though the spirits knew this, and were eager to express their love and support.
Next to come through was Charles, who spelt his name
out with rapidity and ease.
“May we call you Charlie?” I asked.
CHARLES! he repeated.
“Are you the gentleman I heard calling out on the voice
recording?” I asked.
YES
“Can you please tell me what you were calling out,
Charles?”
HELP US was spelt out with deliberate ease.
My heart quickly jumped into my throat, I couldn’t believe
he was coming through so strongly. Further validation of
Charles’ identity was given to me later that night. An internet search of the history of the Kalamunda Hotel, confirmed that
the original builder was a gentleman named Charles Hum-
merston.
Ouija 79
I assured Charles that we would indeed help him, and told
him that I was bringing a group of friends to the hotel on
Monday night.
“We’re going to help you cross over,” I said. “It’s time to go into the light.”
We also had a brief word with Paddy Connolly, and an
eight year old girl named Gertie. Gertie told us that she was
the
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