New Spirit Orb photos from Oregon Orb House
As if in a Friday night dream
Friday night presented an unusually busy Spirit Orb filled night.
Sister Monica says hello.
Last Friday evening I received a rare but welcomed call from my sister Monica. She lives in New Zealand. Over the pause and crackle of her Skype and my cell phone reception, she told me of the progress being made on a small rental home that she and her husband were building.
As she happily updated me as to her daughter’s adventures in London, she interjected a handful of questions as to my visiting our brother Patrick. Strange question…
As of March 10, Patrick had been dead for a year…
But of course I knew what she was referring to and acknowledged no!
Monica often receives deceased visitors. For her, it is a normal occurrence that has been taking place since childhood. A well-educated, worldwide adventurer, Monica is very creditable. And those that know my sister accepted her clairvoyance as an essential part to a quirky yet brilliant and loving package.
I hadn’t been visited by Patrick for several weeks. No flickering of the lights. No ethereal mists. No bright blue spirit generated orbs bouncing around the home or yard.
But I did have a recent, rather interesting dream, were my deceased brother looked fantastic. He was surrounded by three doting women. They were vaguely familiar to me. Pat appeared to be in his 30s. The strangest thing though… Pat had a full head of black hair (he had been bald,) was wearing dark tanning make up, that appeared to be running off. It is said, that when you’re dead…You are thirty years old. Interesting!
I’ll let you analyze that one!
I was assuming that Pat was busy doing other, less pressing things. Perhaps he had been reborn into a kind, gentle family. Baby Patty was I’m sure, the pride of his parents, as they gazed at his rather huge cranium.
Patrick had worn a size 8 ¼ hat, and that probably hadn’t changed much.
Internally laughing at the picture in my mind of Pat’s swaying baby head, I listened on, as my sister asked me if I had been busy with the Orbs?
O.K.! She was up to something. I know my clairvoyant sister well!
So after the television show " Dead Files" completed an episode on a killer demon, that possessed the basement of a restaurant. (Good stuff for sleeping on,) I dropped outside to take a couple of night photographs.
30F degrees, cold, clear, and having snowed two days before, the night was dark. But, the ground snow reflected any light that may have greeted it.
The first few shots produced nothing, other than the capture of a tree limb or so. And then I was mentally summoned to the south side of Orb House.
Shooting toward the surrounding woods, I discovered a very busy collection of orbs, as they exited the woods to greet me.