I thought I would come back here and share another story with you all, three different accounts, all of the same nature over a span of 30 years. Two of them I can talk about now and with the other one, unfortunately laws provided in this country leave me unable to comment on the matter until the court proceedings in relations have taken due course.
This story starts with the very first time I'd conducted a séance, I was around 17 years old and it was with my youngest brother and his two friends of whom were around 15 years of age at that time. I can't remember what made us want to do it, but I guess it was just that curiosity factor that makes you go through with it and we do see a lot of that now days here at YGS with our younger community, perhaps not that much has changed between generations despite us older folk making other wise claims...
It started off with us all sitting in a circle in the middle of the lounge room and with me being the eldest, I was the obvious one to lead the way. I can't remember what I'd said to start it off, but I guess it would of been along those usual lines of, is anyone with us etc...etc...However I do remember this much very distinctly, about 1 or 2 minutes into the séance, the lad who was holding my hand and sitting on my left side, Warren, suddenly went into a trance with his eyes closed and his head and body slumped forward in a slightly awkward position towards his crossed legs.
I remember thinking to myself "is he for real, or is he going to lunge up at all of us with one of those prankish type of things that teenagers usually do?" Warren by nature, was always a little more conservative than the rest of us and it did seem so out of character for him to play the fool. But then again, as we were all probably being a little foolish for going into to something without any idea of what to expect or what I was doing for that fact. I guess we was just a little bewildered about his sudden impulses and crouched position and so we'd continued on.
As I'd proceeded with the questions that have now deserted my memory, the others just sat there basically quiet and followed my lead keeping the circle connected. The whole proceeding from best guess went on for about 5 to 10 minutes and that's a long time for a group of teenagers with a short attention span on top of being a little bewildered and not much really happening on the surface of things paranormal. As it was coming to an end, Warren stayed crouched for the entire time and I think from memory I was kind of getting that picture, that even if Warren was playing the fool, even a fool would have lunged sooner rather than later thus running the risk of having a sore neck to gain what?
I can't remember how it wound up, but I do remember Warren coming around and quite frightened about his ordeal to some degree. He had no recollection of what I said, or what was going on on the edge of his outer boundaries during the process. But on the inner of his own psyche, Warren described seeing a flash of light right before his grandfather appeared to him and I have no doubt that somehow through the connection of our group, this whole experience was always meant for Warren.
Moving along about 4 or 5 years later, I was at my eldest brother's place with him and his de-facto wife and her ex-husband's brother. Her ex-husband was unfortunately killed in a street brawl leaving Bev and their daughter with traumatic memories and alone for a period of time before meeting my eldest brother. Somewhere through the night and into the morning after my brother had gone to bed, it was decided that we would set up, what I do call, a make shift Ouija Board/table. Basically formulating the letters in a similar way, not exactly the same as a professional board, but I'm sure just of as effective.
This was the second time I was at the helm leading the proceeding with two other people Bev and Claude, both of the nicest and straight up folk you could ever wish to meet. Once again I can not remember what I said exactly and I do apologize for that, but I do remember almost immediately the glass of which was reasonably solid and on its head, spelt out the name of her ex-husband who was killed some years prior. I do remember the glass moving very purposely to each letter and with our finger tips at the edge the glass, it was on a mission of it's own.
Sometime into the proceeding, a thought came over my mind, to ask Bev if she could take her finger of the glass and ask questions that she knew only her ex could answer? As a way of validating the whole proceeding that was taking place before us. As we did this, Bev asked the questions and just about on every single account, I'd remember it spelling out the exact answer, although questions long forgotten the positive outcome to them was the definitive part of my memory. I'd also remember Bev being a little emotional in that happy/sad way, of which I'm sure most of you can imagine.
As we continued on, another thought had come into my mind about seeing if the glass could move with just one of our fingers on it. Which was probably not impossible, but would be difficult for one person to push so freely around the table of which the make shift Ouija Board was conformed. So as Claude took his finger off the glass and with one finger left on being mine, the glass still moved just as quick and as purposely. I can't remember if Claude then asked some questions, but that may have been possible as well. There was no doubt in our minds that Bev's ex-husband came through on that night and validated his presence before the three of us.
2010, After having one of the most profound paranormal experiences and something that has changed my whole concept of the paranormal period. I'd submitted my story here, "The Women in Black" involving the murder and corpse of a women found not far away from where I currently live. During the dialogue on that thread between the members and myself here at YGS, one thing led to another, another post led to the other and next minute you know... It was decided with the encouragement and help of some very respectable long standing members here, I would seek out the paranormal through the usage of a make shift Ouija Board once more...
On this final and third occasion, the task was huge and probably fair to say expectations where not so great, with a missing child and not a clue of her where about's, it wasn't going to be as easy as the previous accounts to make contact with the ex-living.
This time however, I made a note of all the questions and responses and presented those transcripts to our group over at Facebook and those facts and results will be presented in my next story, "The Verdict part 2"...the facts of the case and the transcripts of my notes and others are chillingly accurate, with the rare experience of having respectable members here as witnesses to my account and with the patients of waiting a couple of years to share it, laws will soon allow me to talk about it.
Thank you for reading my story and I do welcome your thoughts.