Category Archives: Blog

The Mist and Cry

The Mist and Cry

Actual photo of basement- Mist drawn for recreation only.

Just a few days ago I heard a screech, yesterday I saw a mist and last night I woke up to a woman crying.

While cleaning the basement yesterday afternoon, I was looking down at one of my suitcases and thinking to myself, “Well I am probably gonna be needing a new-smaller suitcase for my tour in October since I am traveling everyday and the darn checked bag fees are high” I then instantly in-visioned  myself working on my ghost lecture and updating it. I was wondering should I or shouldn’t I include some of the experiences I have had this year. As that thought was manifesting in my head I noticed to the left something midway in the air between the floor and rafters moving west (left wards). I quickly looked up and for what seemed like three seconds a squiggly shaped mist about 4 feet long glided slowly away from me and de-manifested. Startled I quickly realized, it being only about 7 feet away from me, that it was clearly a ghost that had manifested and de-manifested from where I was standing. I then felt a male presence and a sense of him not wanting to be in my way. I yelled out excited and somewhat shocked, “Ghost…ghost…GHOST!”  Upstairs Rachel heard me as I ran upstairs to tell her with a smile on my face and the bursting energy of a little kid thinking in my head, “I am beginning to see them again.” It is not that hard to see them at night, or at least a fraction of them. TO see in the daytime, well that is something different.  It seems some of the lessons I learned my recent trip to Mexico in meeting with a shaman has begun to open up a part of me that has been dormant since my childhood. At least with the recent experiences in my house, it would seem that way.

That very night…yes, last night, I woke out of a deep dream hearing something in the hallway and what I heard was a woman crying. I woke up Rachel and asked her if she heard what just woke me and in a slumbered reply, “Uh…no, wwhhhhy?” I told her what I heard and she, well quickly went back to sleep. It was around 4am I believe that this occurred. I did not see anything, but felt it may have been similar to the female voice we heard months ago, whisper in the room  ”Come here.” As to which I ignored and Rachel heard and I had to tell her it was nothing, knowing full well If I told her what it was she woudlnt sleep and neither would I. UNfortunately, the spirit would have none of that and a minute later I was pushed on my check, quite hard for a cheek push and I sprung up yelling “Okay!” “I freakin heard you, now can I go to sleep….I am sorry that I pretended that you weren’t there. Now this is my house and as you should know I need to sleep..good nite” Rachel of course laid there startled, “You mean you did hear it?” “Yes, now go to sleep they want bother us.” I am not sure if she slept that night or not.

So what is going on in my house? Well, I know I have always had ghosts no matter where I go. I believe that there is a male, female and a girl ghost in the house. I have recorded all three on EVP in the past. As well as something that I can’t explain…yet.

The Screech in The Hallway

The Screech in The Hallway

Art by Albert Keresztes 1999

Okay first off it has been awhile since I posted, I apologize but I have been playing catch up evidence for a bunch of cases and TV shows I have recently done. Well, anyways right to the point. I am sitting here with my Cat, NOIR. He always sits on my desk. All day and all night while I work. Yup, he’s my buddy. While I was listening to some audio for EVPs for the season finale of Psychic kids. There is a part in the investigation where (Spoiler) the whole house shakes. I am listening over and over again to the audio because during the rumbling, there is an evp. While trying to make it out I decided to take a break and read my JUNK folder for my emails. There is an interesting email in there from a guy claiming to have the most incredible evidence in human history, just as I am reading this I hear it. Keep in mind my headphones are off, no sound playing in the house. Rachel is upstairs, and there is this entity like “Screech” that occurs in the hallway outside my home office room right next to he kitchen. Not only do I hear it but NOIR who was laying down next to me, jumps up and looks out towards the doorway while he is upright on my desk still. He doesnt take his stance or pose off the hallway. After about a minute of both of us quite and looking towards the hallway, he jumps down and walks quickly out to the hallway and turns and stairs down the hall. His tail goes up and gets all fluffy like. “Oh my god” I say as I realize my cat for the first time, not only heard a spirit voice in my house, but he has responded to it and gone to investigate. His body reaction with the pose and tail tells me he sees or feels something. Remarkable. I get up and go out into hallway and as I do this he walks over the the kitchen table and lays down under the table facing the hallway. Now at this point I dont know if he is afraid, or he is assuming. Okay, Chris will take care of it. Back to my lounging. I grabbed a RT-EVp and walked around the house asking questions and demanding responses. My senses were not picking up anything except in the basement, and two rooms with closets. Not my rooms thank god. I received some faint responses and will have to analyze later. Priorities first.

The interesting thing is, I captured a few months ago some EVPs in my house and one of them sounds just like what we heard in the hallway. I called to Rachel who ran downstairs and I told her what had happened. Freaked out she hung out in my office and then the bedroom and doesn’t want to hear any more of what just occurred. Ha. She hasn’t experienced anything yet to the level that others in my past have witnessed. It is only a matter of time.

I dont know who or what (Entity?) that was that I heard. But I am sure it is not the last of it. Here is a clip of the evp I caught a few months ago, which sounds very similar to what we ….right now just as I was writing this one of the lamps light source went dark for a brief moment as if something just passed over my head behind me. The cat (back on my desk with me) just looked up towards the ceiling as well. Whatever it is maybe just have come into the room for a brief moment and then flew out. Why don’t I get up and investigate further you ask? Because this is my life and these things happen off and on. I have other responsibilities which, sadly doesnt give me much time to investigate my own place more frequently. You live with it.

**This is a clip I recorded on 6-6-2010 while no one was in the house. For two hours I recorded the inside of my home due to events that occurred a few nights before. What I found was many evps and this is one of them. Note you hear bangs and a voice within two of the bangs and after the 4th bang the garage door goes up. We just pulled down the street corner and will be pulling up the driveway in about 10 seconds. You will begin to hear the garage door going up.***
ScreamsHouseBeforeGarage.Clean

Now shines the light – to let you find your way

Now shines the light – to let you find your way

“Little Soul, Little Flame” 2012  Digital Art by Chris Fleming

I lay in bed this morning. I didn’t sleep very well due to a head cold and the pain and aching in my head and neck all night. I couldn’t get comfortable at all, no matter what pillow I used or how I placed my head. I had some massage and cranial sacrum done yesterday with hopes to heal and help my head and neck injury from a car accident back in Sept of 09. Now that I am working out again at the gym, I am suffering from tension, headaches, and anxiety due to the tightening up of the neck and and shoulder muscles. Even with a muscle relaxer the pain tends to still breath through. I keep most of it in, but at times it is unbearable.

Holding my pillow I started thinking about some of my decisions over the past few years and how I wish I made some different choices. The things I miss, the mistakes I made, the pain I have gone through and even the things I lost. I started to get depressed from these thoughts and began to just wish I could go back home to heaven like I felt during an out of body experience many years ago and during a regression I had years ago where I met a woman ( many of you probably heard of her, she was a famous singer ) who showed me the connection with all things in heaven. The water, air, flowers, grass, and other spirits. Where we are all connected and there is a tone, a melody that flows through the air and all things, a tone so beautiful it sings praise to one and all and is beautifully honoring the creator, god. A flow of unconditional love that is so strong one only wants to bask in it and never leave. Even in this basking you are not alone as all creation is there with you singing this sweet, wonderful tone. Unlike anything I have ever heard.

All of a sudden my father popped into my head (he passed away over a year ago) and I felt his consciousness, I reached for my iphone and decided to check if a text message came through to see if I would be going to the Hawks game tonight or not, instead a program opened up on my phone with buttons and a menu I had never seen before, i tried to close out of it but it opened back up again  and I noticed there was a play button. Instead of laying back down, I was compelled by it, so I decided to press it, and this beautiful song began.

Here is the song –

http://youtu.be/eAkF_kSKXTM

The Lyrics –

Miracle Eyes by Lesiem

Fire – once gave you life
now shines the light – to let you find your way
don‘t let it die – it brightens the dark
and burns your pain

O, Non Contra Venio, Non Lingua
O, Quid Ergo Anima, Flammula
Mecum Omnes Plangite, Emudolor
Divide Et Impera
Brevi Finietur

Fear – darken your day
fever turns cold –
when dreams and shadow play
the fire of life – burns deep in your soul
keep it warm

 

O, Non Contra Venio, Non Lingua
O, Quid Ergo Anima, Flammula
Mecum Omnes Plangite, Emudolor
Divide Et Impera
Brevi Finietur

—-

It hit me like a ton of bricks, as it played I felt my father, his love and his message in these words. Mind you, I didn’t hear “Fire – once gave you life” I heard, instead “I gave you life” and the rest…loving and motivational I felt strongly as tears streaked down my face, hope form above and from my father in what I feel was a message in a form from him and others. The meaning, to change my thoughts, not lose the fire in my soul, the drive and determination no matter what. Not to be afraid of success nor failure. But to push on and feel warmth in knowing I am not alone, actually scratch that, NEVER alone. Love from above, is always with us.

You see there have been points in my life where I have questioned things, as we all have done at times, and almost like clock work a song plays or comes on that answers my thoughts and makes me think a different way. Even in some dire cases, it has been as if someone was listening and responding through the music. Yes, I believe it is possible. Heaven hears us all the time, and at times they respond in ways that we will take notice.

Another song played afterwards that also had deep meaning for me, and I dont feel comfortable enough to share that one here. But I know what they are saying and I am listening.

Pay attention to things around you and when you ask, seek…..you will find “they” are listening. Who are “they”, you might ask, well, what is love? Who is love? What is heaven? Who do you love that is in heaven? There is your answer. I know it is mine.

So after hearing this and crying my eyes out, I got out of bed, decided to forget about the cold and the pain in my neck and start my day. I have things to do and someone above is telling me to get going. Some things are to important to worry about, some pains irrelevant to tasks at hand.

“the fire of life – burns deep in your soul
keep it warm”

 

and if you are wondering what does the latin chorus mean? I looked it up online with a translator. From Latin to English it means –

“Oh, On the other hand I have reached the not, not with the tongue
Oh, What, then, Little soul, little flames
everyone weep with me, Emudolor
Divide and will be finished shortly, ‘Reign over”

By the way As I have been typing this, the sunlight came through the clouds beaming into my window, into my home office, and onto my body, face and computer. Timing, as they say, is everything. Thank you god, thank you. I feel the warmth, it will get me through the day.

-Chris

Out of the darkness

Out of the darkness


Actual drawing of what I saw.

As a child growing up I was often fearful of the dark for what lurked around the corners of  the darkest rooms and the closed closets. It was on two certain occasions the closet door swung open and a black thick massive cloud, similar to a tornado rushed towards me. I have often talked about this experience in my lectures across the country and found many children and adults who have seen and had similar experiences. The question has always remained, who or what is in that black mass? Where does it come from and where does it go? My fear as a child was always, what happened if it grabbed me and pulled me into its own darkness? What would become of me? This fear was all to real, and no dream or nightmare could compare could compare to the reality of what I was witnessing. My sheer terror and screams running away from it was witnessed by a maid/babysitter we had while my parents where out of town working. She quit after this experience. While I believe I have seen what is in those clouds, and have assumed it is a vehicle or higher form for which they travel and move in and out of their dimension. I cannot be 100% sure. What I am sure is that in September of 2009 a creature, that I had not seen since I was 5-9 years old manifested for the first time since and made me realize that in 35 years not only has my size changed but my fears. What I saw last year was not a corner of the eye sighting,  it was a full on reminder. That they are still around, watching, waiting. At first I was in shock, but then it quickly turned to anger as I was reminded of the fear I felt as a child and now as an adult, one not afraid to confront that which I have been facing for the past 20 years had just invaded not only my home, but my consciousness…no longer as a child…as an adult who will no longer run. I looked away and then looked up again. It was still there, slowly moving back into the darkness of the closet and slowly becoming transparent as if it was going back into its own dimension. I would not say it was becoming invisible, it was still there to a degree but moving away from the illumination from the room and bacakwards into the darkness was taking it somewhere else as well as passing out of my visual spectrum. A certain frequency of light and just the right OPEN consciousness allowed it to be seen. I turned away at first in shock and catapulted into past memories, and then I turned and looked again and watched it creep back into the shadows of the corner of the closet. As I watched in awe, its eyes gleamed back into the light, and then it retreated back into the darkness of the shadows. I jumped up and ran to the door…angry. Facing what was now an empty closet. I cursed inside my head and then spoke words out loud. “How dare YOU!” I yelled how I was no longer afraid and to show itself once more. Nothing occurred. I knew it was gone, as if it was toying with me. What was the purpose..what was the message? I pondered on this for days and weeks. I have a good idea, not one I am about to share.

Two weeks ago something happened again, flying me back to the events that occurred in my home on Park Lane from 1972-1978. The hauntings and the evil that resided in that house. I felt it again, but this time in my current home. It woke me to sheer pain in my left eye as it was ripped open again from a corneal tear and abrassion. I cursed and screamed around the room, not only in pain but the fact that the one thing I feared and was terrorized most from my childhood home had somehow and someway found me. It always was, the short creatures and the black cloud showing itself first, and then the larger darker more powerful being coming next. I once again raced around the house cursing and telling it to leave. How dare it come into my home. To show itself, if it dare. I yelled that it was weak to attack me in my sleep, when I was defenseless. NOW that I was wide awake, where was it?

I don’t have all the answers to what occurred in Sept and a few weeks ago, but what I do know is the feeling, what I saw I have not felt in over 35 years. For the first time since I felt and saw what plagued me for years growing up as a child and I honestly believed it was over with. Now I am certain it is not.

There was a part of me relieved to know that what happened to me as a child did in fact happen, but now as an adult seeing it again quickly makes me realize that most people would never believe it, unless they saw it for themselves. How does one talk about something like this? What happens next?

-Chris

Rolling Hills Ghost

Rolling Hills Ghost

Actual drawing of what I saw.

Drawing of The Shadow person 4 seconds before it swirled away like a vaporous bat. This took place at Rolling Hills 6/14/08 about 2:30-3am to the left of one of the rooms off the hallway in the basement-long corridor. With me was Patrick Burns and 4 late night auction winning fans. I will never forget this….as we were staring down the hall watching for shadow people, I suddenly turned to the left as my gaze was drawn away from the darkness and into the room along side me…The moonlight was shining through the large window and there was a solid male figure standing in front of the illuminated sill staring right at us. For what seemed like three seconds I stared at this dark foreboding person, and before I could yell for the others besides me to turn, what seemed like a he imploded into a small black mist of shadow 1/8 the size of it’s previous manifestation and took off leftwards through the room and out the other door. In all my years I had never seen a shadow person dematerialize so quickly, yet take a form like that in less then two seconds. I felt he was saying in an intimidating way…”Now you see me, now you don’t.” I don’t believe in Vampires, but the way it stood, the overcoat it was wearing, and the pose it took as well as the form it quickly shifted to, proved to me that ghost or spirits with their conscious minds, can change their appearance as quickly as a thought or action that we make in our own physical realm. I have realized they are capable of outsmarting us and moving about so quickly, with such ease and control, it is extremely rare to get even get a glimpse of them. The fact it blocked out the window completely and had gone from solid to a shadowy mist in seconds left me staring at the empty window wondering, did I catch it before it left or did it want me to see its sense of control it has in our realm? I may never know.