MY FIRST TIME AT BLACK BEAR CHURCH

I had never been to Black Bear Church in Olive Township, but I have heard many stories about it. I have heard stories of strange noises, shadow people, robed creatures, phantom cars, lights, physical attacks (namely shoving and biting)and disembodied voices. I have heard these accounts from personal friends, online, and other sources.

The night I did the collaboration with Bob Sorg, Chris Borthick, and Logan Corelli at Enid Cemetery. Logan Corelli took me there afterwards just to show me it. It is on your way to Enid while taking 81.

On the way there it was 2 AM and the sky was pitch black, there were massive storm clouds that were darker than the sky, and an extreme lightning display. Practically the perfect atmosphere for a place with such a twisted history and bizarre activity. It was like being on the set of a horror movie. **I can imagine the set up like this:

"Two friends who are paranormal investigators ,were heading out for a thrill on an abandoned road. They were on their way to a haunted location where occult practices have occured. After they arrived, they were never seen again. This is the true story of what people speculated happened to them."


It will be a box office smash and blow Paranormal Activity out of the water. Mike Ricksecker will write a movie review for it on Examiner.com**

Anyways....(still laughing) we turned off of 81 and began heading down the road. There was nothing but empty open fields, trees, trees, and more trees. Another thing about the storm it wasn't around us, but behind us. Almost as if the area had its own weather. Even after leaving, the storm never headed in that direction.

We get there and Logan parks in front of it. We never get out of the car, we just sit there, and look at it. The church is almost in complete ruins, nature is overtaking it, and the land is overgrown. The cemetery across the street is fully maintained. I sensed something there, but it kept out of mental reach of me.

Nothing happened on the way there, or while we were there. Although on the way back....we get to the first intersection and there is a dip in the road. The car's shadow fills the dip, and I see something darker than the shadow. On its hands and knees crawl across the street and into the tree line.

Then after we get back on 81 and go down the road when this tall, slender shadow person. That is taller than the car, with long, bushy hair walks across the road, and disappears into an empty field.

Logan looks at me and says, "Did you see that? What the fuck was that thing?" I was speechless.

It almost seems like they roam all over that abandoned country side, and then congregate in Black Bear church.

This place is a definite must go for me.

ENID CEMETERY

This was a joint investigation of three different teams. I and Logan's group (Logan Corelli and I) , Christian Borthick's group (Chris, Logan Vukusich,and Dustin Cupit), and Bob Sorg's group (Bob, Nancy Rahm, Ehteena Stotts). We also had the cemetery's curator with us and her male companion. The whole focus of this investigation was the mausoleum, although we did get activity elsewhere in the cemetery itself.

Bob's group has been there before, they have gotten EVP's, disembodied whimpering, and K2 hits. They arrived at 9 PM, and already had some equipment out. They had the ovelis running, the thermal gun, and the K2 out. They were receiving activity from three of the headstones in front and to the right of the mausoleum. Mainly from a spirit called "Pete" who followed Ehteena everywhere saying her name on the Ghost Box.

Logan and I arrived at 10 PM, after having a lovely time with Logan's GPS, and consulting his Atlas. Because the directions seemed a bit off, yet we still managed to get there. When we were 17 miles away from the location (was looking at the GPS), I began to feel something. When we were 2 miles away, it felt like I was being jabbed in the stomach. When we reached the cemetery and I got out it instantly felt like we had a thousand eyes on us. It was almost like everybody in the cemetery was in attendance for the event. I also automatically picked up on the names "Ann Margaret, and Frank". Also alot of the spirits seemed to enjoy Bob and Nancy's company. While walking the stairs up to the door I was greeted by a disembodied, and husky, "Hey!".

Chris' team showed up at about 10:30-11PM, that is when the curator unlocked the mausoleum for us, and we began heading inside. When we entered I had a sense of peace, and lonliness. I didn't feel anything harmful at all. There were still pews out for a memorial service that had been held there not long ago. You could still feel the lingering emotions. We sat down in the pews and began doing a ghost box session. I have heard alot of spirits trying to speak at once on a ghost box, but the amount trying to come through was intense. I can't count how many times I had to tell them to "take turns" so we can hear.

We kept getting a man coming through who sounded perpetually frustrated, a woman named Anna, a man named Victor, and a little girl named Amanda. I also kept getting my right ankle grabbed by something with a strong grip and it was extremely cold. Ehteena kept putting the thermal gun on my ankle and was getting some amazing hits. Before we left for the basement we got Pete saying on the ghost box, "husband Ehteena's husband." Which spurred on going jokes for the rest of the night. I also told Amanda that we were going to go down to the basement and play games. Before I hit the final step in the basement, you could hear Amanda on the ghost box saying, "Will you please play with me?".

Mainly the activity we got in the basement of the mausoleum was on the ghost box, and we got the temperature gun to change colors a few times, also the mag light went on once.

We then ventured outside and I went walking on my own. Which I always do so I can communicate one on one with the spirits at the location. I walked through the graveyard saying, "We are not here to harm you in anyway. We are only here to communicate, and to prove to people that there is a life after death. To prove that you still exist, and to show people that you still matter." This confused one male spirit. He told me, "But we all go away in the end." So I replied, "Yes death is inevitable, it comes to us all, but that doesn't mean it is the end. All of you are proof to that." I am also very respectful and courteous especially in graveyards. If I step on a fresh mound or flat headstone, I say that I am sorry. I also ask permission before I sit down, and then thank them for their time. I accidentally stepped on a fresh grave while walking, and instantly heard someone say, "Becareful."

I came back and asked Ehteena if she would like to walk with me, and this time we brought the ghost box with us. We were walking and I asked, "Should we go straight, or go right?" We hear one spirit say, "Left", and another say, "straight". So we went to the left of the path, and kept going straight.

After awhile the curator asked if we could do a session at her son's grave. Her son was murdered on his motorcycle at the age of 27. We didn't get much, only, "Hey, mom, and Daniel". Although as we were heading to his grave, Logan C. saw two shadow figures come from the left of the mausoleum, and disappear.

Before we left Ehteena and I walked to the outside building where they hold the funerals. We went to the backdoor first, and I did the "shave and a hair cut" knock. Something on the other side of the door finished the knock. We decided to go to the front door, and do a scenario because it was about to storm. I knocked on the door, and said, "Excuse me. Can we come in? Its cold out and its about to pour down rain. Can you give us shelter?"
Suddenly you could see the curtain move, but that was it. It was almost like somebody looked outside and decided not to let us in. Hopefully we can investigate that building next time.

We all headed back to the mausoleum to grab our stuff, and say our goodbyes. As I was exiting, I heard a man call up from the basement, "Goodbye."

I can't wait to head back sometime.

THE GIRL CLOAKED IN ETHER

What I consider Ether to be is "spirit or soul energy". Ether is connected to everything and everything that is alive lives on Ether. All of magic or magical workings uses Ether, and spirits live on a plain of existence concentrated with it. This is how I speak to and work with Spirit Guides and other beings. I have a more concentrated amount of Ether that surrounds and permeates from me. I am always connected to the other side and I do not have the ability to shut it out. It comes and goes as it pleases, though I do have control what I do and do not let through.

Even though I give readings on all manners of things. I do not wish to be called any of the following, 'psychic', 'medium', clairvoyant', 'psion', and etc. If you have to call me anything, then call me an 'Ethereal Consultant'. It sounds ostentatious I know, but I don't have a better description for it. If you have a better one leave it in a comment below. I run a page on FaceBook called "Ethereal Whisperings" if you would like a reading then feel free to send me a message.

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Lately since I have been doing readings, I frequently get messages about people around me from my spiritual connections. All most all of them have been sad or worse. I don't know if it has to do with energy around these people. Or if it is just the nature of life's planning (aka Karma). All in all things in life unfold as they should and cannot be forced. When an astral or ethereal being gives you a message about current events or the future, they are usually the ones shaping your life. Sometimes they like where things are going and other times they want to alter it for whatever reason. Not all of the messages you get are from belevolent beings. Sometimes things of a malignant nature want to intervene in your life, and will disguise themselves so you detour. It is up to you to learn discernment and how to judge who speaks to you and how to interpret it.

I have also been learning about people's true natures from these readings. Some I am glad to see and others leave me heartbroken. Others don't faze me and others leave me flabberghasted. There have been times as of late where I am tormented so badly about what I am receiving that I cannot sleep. And even when I do manage to sleep, my dreams are plagued with visions. Don't get me wrong, I do get the nice messages where they make me feel warm and fuzzy. Yet since everything is in retrograde, I have been seeing the plotline of a horror show. Scary thing is it is only the beginning, and everyone's life is a chess board. I am just going to have keep some info a secret, and see how everything is played out.

I am just hoping that everything will not be destroyed and demolished. That there will be a foundation left to build on. Yet I see grave changes and everybody still has a chance to change their positions before it is too late. Question is, "Will they"? Those who have hidden agendas will be burned no matter what and they won't have a soul to help them. Those who are seeking genuine forgiveness will find it, only if they ask for it, and admit their faults. Those who are neutral will be dismantled for not being in the opposition. I see alot of failure for certain parties, and alot of reluctant victory for those fighting the good fight.