They're Back

Dream 12.18.10

I dreamed Jeff and I were at David's house for the first time since the fight. Jeff was busy getting things ready for the BBQ or party or whatever, so I didn't see much of him, but he was there. So David and I had lots of time to talk. We were essentially the only ones there. I found myself wondering if there was a party planned at all or if it was just an excuse to get us out there. I also wondered if I should feel guilty for breaking my resolution to not be involved with him anymore, but I didn't. We were talking like we used to when we were alone - very pleasantly, because he never yelled at me. We had the same friendly rapport. The moment I remember most during our conversation was when, during a Pink Floyd song, we both said the "ah" right on cue, even though I hadn't heard the song in years. We liked the same music so we used to do that alot. So everything was cool like old times.

Now I have to describe his house, because it didn't look like his real house. The area we were sitting and talking was outside. It was actually a cemetery. It was so peaceful and so quiet; I remember the quiet. I guess after Pink Floyd there was no more music. Anyway, the night was warm but with a soft breath of a breeze, not too hot or too cold. Very pleasant. And we were talking pleasantly and quietly. Occasionally I would go into the "kitchen" or what represented the kitchen to check on something. Again just like old times. It was a structure attached to the property, an outbuilding, equipped as a very spare kitchen. The walls were white and there wasnt much in there except I guess a stove. I was checking the stove and may have felt NOT ALONE, as usual, but it wasn't really scary or anything. Just normal.

I saw Jeff walk by a couple of times but he did not communicate with me. He was focused on his task. So David and I kept chatting. Now there was another structure that I became aware of; it represented his bedroom and the hallway. It was a two story brown wood structure, like a wooden tower or small building. It had windows made of slatted wood and while we were talking one of them swung slowly open by itself. As it did so it made one of those eerie creaking sounds that seemed to last forever. It was really spooky, the only time I had been scared throughout the whole dream. But it wasn't scary like danger; it was just creepy. And David did what he often did in similar circumstances. He dismissed it as the wind. Totally and definitively dismissed it. He said something like, "There goes the wind." But the funny thing was I distictly remember there being no wind. It was a calm, serene night with just a breath of air. It wasn't the wind. And the sound of that window creaking open - I was still hearing it when I woke up. It sent shivers down my spine.

The last thing I remember doing in the dream before I woke up is saying to myself, but out loud, "I think they're back."

It's Been A While

Yes, I know it's been awhile, but changes take time! Check back soon, though, because construction is underway...

Big Changes

Hello, world. Big changes are coming to Witedahlia at blogspot. As I mentioned previously, I will be importing Ghostblog to wordpress. As a result, this blog will be renamed WiteDahlia! That makes sense, in my opinion, given the web address. Then I will be importing all my Witedahlia girly/journal/whatever stuff into this blog. And voilà! Things will make sense and perhaps even get done in a timely fashion. Of course, links will be supplied when the transfer actually occurs; I'm just giving everyone a heads up. It's been very frustrating not being able to get any work on ghostblog done and to just have this blog lying dormant. So, thanks for your patience, and get ready for change! (Change is good.)

MIA me

I realize I haven't posted in a while and I wanted to drop a note to say what's up. I've been frustrated with my blogger settings; I can't make the dashboard do certain blah blah blah technical stuff. I'm thinking of importing this blog over to Wordpress, where I have several blogs and no technical difficulties. Wordpress assures me the transition will be painless, followers will be imported as well, so you won't have to do anything but get used to a new web address. I'll keep you updated. Until then, thanks for your patience.

Oh, and if you're jonesing for a Cielo fix I invite you to peruse my new blog HEAVENLY FRIENDS, dedicated to Sharon and company. Just follow this link:

http://zzzigggzzzaggg.wordpress.com/

Hope you enjoy the pictures!

Sunset Masonic Lodge

On January 31, 2010 we were invited to investigate a Masonic Lodge that is believed to be haunted. I was pretty excited because it's the first investigation I've been on since we stopped going to Cielo.

Magic Fingers

I haven't been getting any rest at my own house (thanks, cats) so I came to Jeff's to sleep. It was about 7 in the evening, Jeff was downstairs to let me sleep (or maybe in bathroom but I was alone in room). I had just laid down so I was still wide awake. I heard this weird sucking noise, the kind that Lu or Jacob make now that they're in their elderly years! It's a very distinctive sound that they make with their mouths. I was actually trying to sleep at Jeff's because the 2 of them were driving me crazy and Lu was not letting me get any sleep. As soon as I would go to bed he'd be climbing all over my pillow and meowing and making that weird clicking/sucking noise with his mouth. So I finally came to Jeff's to get some sleep. I had just arrived and gotten under the covers when I heard that same sucking/clicking sound! It's a very distinctive sound and I listened very closely when it happened again to make sure. I looked around but there was no one there; it certainly wasn't Lu and Mack was outside. I heard it several times. I made a note to tell Jeff about it. I wasn't scared but I was very tired. If he had been nearby I'd have called him in and told him to listen. But I was exhausted so I just laid back down under the covers. As I lay there trying to get sleepy, I started feeling these weird little touches, like fingers on my neck and shoulders! It was like a massage but with fingers, like magic fingers from a motel room only on my shoulders (I was lying on my side so it was NOT the bed that was vibrating)! Once again I looked around but of course there was nothing to see; it went on for some time but I just laid there and after awhile it stopped. I went to sleep soon after because Jeff never came upstairs. I forgot to mention it when I woke up the next day and I still haven't gotten around to telling him.

[KAW]

The Seance

We went to Cielo a couple of times after that, but the next really big event was the seance, which took place on March 25, 2006. I know the word seance makes it sound like a night of party tricks with a ouija board, but it was actually a very spiritual event. A couple who ended up becoming good friends of ours led the ceremony. They are professional mediums and very spiritual peolple, so it was handled very respectfully. There were about a dozen people there, including us and the parapsychologist, Dr. Taff. We all congregated on the 3rd floor where David had a large table set up. We all sat around the table, putting our hands on top of the table with our fingers touching the person next to us. I was sitting next to Taff with my back to the wall that would normally be the movie screen. The medium leading the seance was directly across from me. Jeff was not at the table as he was walking around with the video camera, filming.

First off, here are some notes I scribbled down as soon as I got home, which will serve as a general outline (and help me remember what happened):

"March 6, 2006, Séance at Cielo:

Ears popping as soon as we drove up

Heard whispering in my left ear, in living room before séance as well as during

During séance the back of my chair was repeatedly pushed or pulled on, my sleeve was tugged on, something touched the top of my head, rappings on table were heard,

People claimed they felt Sharon, Voytek, and possibly unidentified male spirit

Heard moans, voices, growls, footsteps above us, “someone” coming down stairs

Some people heard windchimes

Before séance I heard a youngish woman talking downstairs; other people heard this during séance, but among other indistinct voices I heard a man very clearly (though the words themselves eluded me)

Medium agreed that possibly Voytek wanted to speak thru me

Felt warm, gentle breath when someone asked to speak to Sharon

Smell of what I thought was a kind of floral scent, possibly lavendar, possibly soap; others smelled roses (this also when Sharon was being addressed)

After séance the medium and I thought Virgin Mary-roses-Voytek (Catholic)

Jeff heard growl on 2nd floor and confessed he’s always afraid of it

For the first time, at least in my hearing, Taff said he sensed the presence of a male spirit, not among the Tate crew, who was malevolent and had possibly been there many, many years before the Tates, etc. He said something wasn't right, trouble, etc."

These things were all jotted down in my hot pink notebook I used to carry around before I got my palm pilot. As it turns out, I should have stuck to pen and ink because that house can really drain your batteries.

I have a million things I want to say about that night, but to boil it down to the essentials, I'll just confess that the events of that night were so exciting to me, because it was the first time I personally experienced phenomena that I believe are unequivocally paranormal. Of course I've had weird experiences and I believe stories of contact that other people have had. I had been creeped out at Jeff's plenty of times. But those were, for me, just feelings. No less real because of it, but it's not the same as hearing voices and having your sleeve tugged on!

The thing that stands out the most, the thing I will never forget, is the singular sensation of my chair being jiggled. It was one of those chairs with a cushioned seat but a wire back, and if someone tugs on a chair like that you get a bouncy little spring effect. It was a light touch, gentle but very persistant. It was so obviously a "pay attention to me" tactic, and it was the same when I had my sleeve tugged on. And I believe the person doing the tugging was Voytek. Then I think it was intuition that led to this belief; now that I am so much more experienced with the house I have logical reasons for believing it as well. But the tugs, then, gave me the overwhelming urge to talk about Voytek when everyone else kept talking about Sharon. I felt that David was a little bit afraid of Voytek and enamored of Sharon, so he focused on her and everybody else followed suit. But I just kept feeling that little tug and I knew it was Votek. And even though I had told myself I was going to keep my mouth shut during the seance and just listen, I would hear everybody bugging Sharon with stuff when she seemed a bit sleepy to me; I know it sounds weird but what about this doesn't? Anyway, here was Voytek who actually had something to say, so I just kept bringing him up. More on our "relationship" later, but my point for now is that those tugs and touches really happened. Several times I checked to see if it could be one of the people next to me or even Jeff, but it just wasn't possible. Someone was touching me, but no one I could see.

We have video footage of the seance, and we got EVPs from it. So much happened that night, as I said, but I just wanted to distill it down to what changed me and my view of things forever. It was literally a life changing event.

And that was really only the beginning. Since Voytek took an interest in me I made sure to pay attention, because he had something to say and I was going to make damn sure people listened. Our investigation of Cielo intensified from that point on, not just because of my concerns with Voytek but because of the abundance of, yes, EVIDENCE that came out of that seance! I promise I'll figure out how to put up a link to our video and audio. Until then, I'll be continuing my narrative! PAX

[KAW]