The Haunted House

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The Haunted House


 My life began in a big old farm house, having moved there when I was three years old. Years earlier the  previous owner had either jumped or fallen out of one of the upstairs windows to her untimely death. My parents were no strangers to paranormal activities before that, so whether or not this woman’s death had anything to do with some of the so-called ghosts that appeared is a matter of question.

For a time I slept upstairs, and on several occasions I would hear someone walking up or down the steps,  the door would open and close, no one was ever there. On occasion while dining, we would hear some one walking upstairs with the same result. It became a family joke. None of the family really paid much attention to it as the activities had become part of our life,  we would often joke about it during evenings with family and friends.

Three days after Christmas in 1950 the house caught on fire and as a result, a newer smaller home soon took it’s place. This didn’t seem to deter the ghost or ghosts, as we soon began to experience more paranormal activity. I remember one particular picture that was hanging on the kitchen wall, it would suddenly be hanging sideways, and the rocker sitting quietly beneath it would  begin to rock. Freaky, but what you gonna do?

One summer afternoon, my mom came out of the house and started chewing me out because I had been turning off her radio, (I was just a small pup at the time, and this wouldn’t have been beneath my dignity to perform such a task, mom and I were always teasing each other,) except for this particular time I hadn’t been in the house all afternoon.

The farm was sold and the family moved on Nov.22nd, 1963, the day John Kennedy was shot and killed. By that time I had grown up and was on my way to the Air Force, this move didn’t stop our visits, especially mom and dad’s. On different occasions dad would mention something happening, one particular Christmas Eve, upon retiring for the evening they heard Christmas music coming from the walls of their home.

As I remember back, I had been witness to  many more instances of visits of entities from other dimensions. In many ways, these visitations lead to my life long endeavor to investigate and experience life in other dimensions and lifetimes.

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The author has been a writer/photographer for over thirty years. Specializing in nature and landscape photography, as well as studying native cultures.

His travels have taken him to most of the United States, as well as Australia, Belize, Egypt and the Canary Islands.

He has studied the Mayan culture of Central America as well as the aborigines of Australia. Photography has given him the opportunity to observe life in various parts of the world.

He has published several books about his adventures.

For more information, please consult his website,

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At this period of time in the history of man, there is probably more individual searching being done into the theories behind the origin of the human race,what happens after death,the possibility of life on other planets, and what our relationship is to these life forms, if they do exist. There are millions of people who are questioning the existence of God, who he really is, and what is my relationship with him? Is he someone who mysteriously floats around on a cloud watching and judging us from above like some bigger than life Santa Claus, or is he, like many of the esoteric sciences claim, a part of our inner Self, whom we have constant contact with, someone whom we and everything in the universe are connected and are thus one? Each of us in our own way is experiencing what God is, and thus we are each a part of God, thus we are God! This book is a brief account of my search for my own truth as I know it today, everything stated actually happened, according to my own perception. It has been an exciting search, at times very frustrating, very rewarding, and above all, very fulfilling. My main purpose in writing this book is to show that anyone, even a bashful unfamous country boy can have these awakenings, you don’t have to be rich or well-known to find your connection to Divine Source.



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