Home Spirit Home, Part 4
Ray Feurstein, NY, USA
I continue with more of the saga and parade of spirit encounters. The strangest one so far was the night these spirits decided to become vocal. It was around November or December, Holiday time. There is something that I neglected to mention in the other stories. Most of the more active accounts of spirit activity seemed to happen during this time period, from September to December. Don't misunderstand me, there were plenty of spirit activity during the year, it just seemed to peak around this time.
I have been told that many people experience depression and anxiety during this time as well. Reports of a rise in suicide and violence. "Tis the season to be jolly" I guess may not apply for all. My cousin works in the psychiatric wing of one of the large hospitals here and she has told me they have to increase the medication and security for many of the patients due to this seasonal outbreak of depression. Funny thing, most of the patients really don't know what time of year it is, but they react all the same.
If you have read any of the other stories, you may already know the layout of my home.
If not I will briefly explain. Our bedroom is directly above the dinning room in our home. With that said on with the tale. It was around 2:00 am on a Friday night or Saturday morning as it were. I was a waken by a sound. Half asleep I got out of bed and headed downstairs. My wife was not feeling well and she decided to go down and lay on the couch so she didn't disturb me.
The sound was a voice singing a song of sorts. Six notes. I am a musician and was able to remember the tune the next day. The voice must have sang the little tune more than once because as I woke upstairs I heard the end of it and then again while I was almost down the stairs and in the living room. The voice was so loud and clear it appeared to be everywhere. But mostly in the dinning room. I looked in the dining room which is right off the living room and there was nothing there except our two cats.
One cat was sitting on the floor and the other sitting on the dining room table. Both were looking straight up at the light in the middle of the ceiling. Remember, that exact spot is directly underneath our bedroom upstairs and directly in the middle of our bed. My wife was somewhat awake at that time and I asked her if she heard anything. She said, "Someone was singing." The tune was so distinctive. It was arranged like so: B, B-flat, E, A, A-flat, D.
The spirit sang this combination of notes more than once. The tune has haunted me ever since. Her voice sounded very melancholy but strong and clear. This incident never happened again but I will tell you, I'll never forget that sound. All I can say it was other-worldly in nature. The next day I talked with my wife about the encounter and we took that whole day to try to find a logical reason for the voice.
I asked our neighbors if they were up and had a radio or TV on last night. None of them did. The cats were the real stickler. They sat there for quit a while staring up at the light in the dining room. For many weeks later the one cat would come into the dining room and just look up at the light for a few moments then go on about its business. Many times animals and very young children are able to see things we won't see.
Yeah I didn't say we can't see, I said we won't see. Kids and animals seem to see things we adults refuse to see. Must be the loss of innocence or something like that. All I know is, ever since that night a different feeling has come over this house. Believe it or not. The feeling is much warmer and peaceful. I know how all this must sound but unless you live here or have had experiences of your own, there is no way to describe the feeling of a spirit encounter.
We are planning to have a seance in the near future. With that said, I am hoping to have some more "Home Spirit Home" stories to tell. Until then, keep your spirits high and your encounters to a minimum.