If you don’t believe in spirits and think it is complete hogwash then this is not the blog post and video for you.

I am what you call a critically thinking believer. I don’t know with 100% certainty what happens when we die. I am not sure if we are supposed to know.

So when it comes to ghosts, spirits, hauntings etc I have a few ideas about things. Cause as Rufus from Dogma lays it on us ‘I think it is better to have ideas. You can change an idea. Changing a belief is tricker.’ God I love that movie!

I think energy can stick around when something happens like an energetic fingerprint and then that energy attracts more of the same. Then can that energy attract spirits that have intelligence? Or is that that we just can’t see that plane or energy, like we can see a lot of colors that exist. Can people who have crossed over come and see us? Or do we call upon a memory? I am not 100% sure. I would love to hear what you think and what your experiences have added to your thoughts on this.

So here are a few experiences that have happened to me and that all have other people who have also witnessed it. There are more where this came from I just don’t want to talk all day on it cause that is how long we would be here. Some of this are the reasons I can not watch some horror movies and TV shows, my reality can be interesting enough. Also this doesn’t happen every day. I am not a medium. I have had some mediumship experiences in readings and I was going to do training in it but I decided it wasn’t my path.

Bullcreek

So we lived in this house as a family after my parents sold our childhood house in Australia and there was a back room at the end of a very long hallway. My mums cat, cause she only really likes my mum wouldn’t go in that back room. She would sit at the doorway but never go in that room. It had three sections to it, a very weird room design.

It was my mums sewing room but I broke up with my boyfriend and moved back home and I got two of the sections in the room.

Quickly I began to know why the cat wouldn’t go in there. My mum cleaned the room for me and I cleansed the room in the way that I do with my sage, sprays, bells, sigils and drums and as I was finishing with the protective sigils I heard a yelling in my right ear. I figured something shifted in that room and wouldn’t you blinking know it the cat then for the first time in months came into that room. My mum couldn’t believe it.

A few nights later I was in bed and I usually am up during the night and I open my eyes and there is a woman standing in the doorway in dressed like mary poppins but not the magnanimous Julia Andrews that is for sure. I could see every detail but it was like she was transposed over the normal reality that we can see, like a layer of film. She looked at me for a moment, turned and walked down the hallway. She wasn’t menacing or anything but she was one of the clearest spirits I have ever seen. I didn’t find out anything about her it was just the first time I really saw spirit in human form.

Fremantle

So my home turf Fremantle has a old prison where they used to hang people and it was functioning for a long time it was only shut down in 1991 and the last death sentence carried out was in October 1964. So if anywhere is going to be haunted this is the place.

There have been so many reports that it is hard to keep up and there are guards that flatly refuse to work there. I have been on a night tour twice. The first time I was 15 and I was with a big group and my Father and I didn’t really experience anything.

The second time I should have known better. I was 22, my boyfriend at the time came with me. I had protective crystals in my bra, in my pockets and was wearing my pentacle. My boyfriend at the time was awesome that night, he is a spiritual guy so nothing that I was saying or doing was freaking him out and he often subconsciously walked behind me protecting my energy and also held his hand on my back a lot, I felt that he was supporting me the whole time, even if he didn’t know it.

I mean the place is creepy anyway but two experiences really affected me. The first was when we were in the cell block that they brought the death sentenced prisoners for the last 24 hours before they passed away, it is not a charming place, just outside in the block there is a whipping block and that was energetically nasty enough.

The holding block only had eight cells from memory and the second I walked in there I wanted to pass out. It was horrible. I heard screaming in my head from multiple voices. All yelling in pain, frustration, insanity, hate, fear it was so overwhelming I went outside. Of course that is going to hold that energy. But the other thing about that block is that it is so isolated there is no natural flow of energy or air so it is dank and has held onto the ick. So that was the first one.

Then we moved on to the hanging room. The group gets separated into two and goes up to the platform on either side. One side is the viewing platform where family can come and see if they want and the other side is for officials and the hangman and guards.

We were on the viewing side. It is another full on room. There are still blood stains on the floor. A young guy in his late teens was so not fully interested and went and sat in a chair in the corner of the room and went on his phone.

As the guide was talking about the room I felt a cold chill, the door was not open to air let me tell you run up my back and in that instant the guy who was sitting in the chair lept up in a yell. My boyfriend took a photo of where he was sitting and there were orbs but that could be dust being kicked up. What was interesting is that I was not the only one who felt the air temp drop. Maybe it was an elaborate prank by the prison? Maybe not.

The kitchens felt horrid too, I felt a little like I was stuck in a silent hill live game. It is an huge tourist attraction in Fremantle and you can go during the day which I have done too and go on a boat into the tunnels under it as well. If you are ever there and into ghost hunting visit the fremantle prison.

Disney

Yep I used to live in a house on Disney Street!

I was living there with a very good friend of mine from high school and we are still great friends. It was a nice house I used the back room for readings and my library but never spent too much time in there, all of the cleansing in the world didn’t shift all the energy.

So here are a few things that happened in that house as we were there for nearly two years.

We had a spirit who would walk from the back door, through the kitchen, living space and down the hall at least once a night. We had wooden floor boards and there was only two of us in the house you knew if someone was walking around. My boyfriend at the time didn’t believe me until he heard it himself at 3am in the morning one morning. I just said, yeah that is our ghost Sparrow and we have a mouse called Jack around too. I never felt anything menacing about that spirit so I just let it be.

One night I was out with said boyfriend and my house mate called me and as soon as I answered the phone she started to FREAK out. She was standing on the couch with a candle holder as a weapon cause she heard the spirit. I started to laugh because really what is a candle holder going to do? We came home soon after I talked to her for a bit.

My sister ended up moving in with us for a while and she had a male spirit at the foot of her bed on more than one occasion yelling at her all sorts of horrible things. That was a spirit I never had any interaction with. At this point I called in a friend with more experience with these things than me to get a game plan for dealing with it. Lots of grids in the house and cleansing. My sister is extremely sensitive naturally to energy, more so than me. She has just never developed it and it scares her so that is fair enough. Not everyone wants to have that in their live.

That was just a few things that have happened to me over the years. There are more. I guess I wanted to share this with you as most of the time when I tell people I am a witch and that I read Tarot they assume that I am also a medium and without a doubt we start talking about ghosts and spirits. Nearly everyone I have ever met has had at least one experience they could not explain. It is so common. People just don’t always talk about it because of fear of judgement. So I hope to hope the floor to discussion with thought and respect for people’s beliefs and backgrounds. Who is to say what is real and what is not? Certainly not me.

I would love to hear some of your spirit stories!