It Is a Start

From: Joshua H Ivy (throughalookingglass@yahoo.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: Arvada/Westminster Colorado, USA
Source: Form Submission

Preface: I am a Chemist. My writing reflects this with terse and compendious manor. You have been warned. As a professional scientist I always look for the simplest possible explanation. I also believe that popular science it too arrogant to admit the possibility of more than what is known.

My beginnings: My ancestors include the Sioux of the Lakota tribe. I am a direct descendent of Crazy Horse through one of his many daughters. She married into the Ironwing Family.

My Mother: Strong touch with psychic abilities passed from her blood. She can predict the future with scary accuracy, has a heightened sensitivity to supernatural presences, can see auras, and several other talents. See has used an Ouija board to the affect of having a table weighing over 100lbs be thrown across the room with only small girls around. She has located an "Old Hag" ghost to a single room. Her experience was not quite the "Old Hag" syndrome ghost in that she could move and was still being choked. Further, it was with wire and her neck bore marks, as did other members of her family. Currently she can enter a dwelling and tell not only the number of presences, but names, ages, and dispositions.

Me: I have been told on separate occasions that I have inherited these gifts and more. As a child I would predict exactly when my dad was coming home from work (the clock didn't as the lunch room provided free beer to the employees). I have experienced several happenings, including an introduction to one glowing woman.

I was sleeping in the North East corner of an unfinished basement. Sheets so old they were translucent were hung as well around my "room". I was asleep when I saw a woman in turn of the century clothing descending the walled off stairs on the Southern wall of the basement. At first I was afraid for two reasons, she was glowing Bluish White, and her appearance was showing through the wall. She passed through the door as though it were no there, and came strait over to sit on my bed (not obstructed by anything in the basement or my "wall").

She sat on my bed, giving me a sense of contentment as she smiled from under her wide brimmed floral hat. I awoke immediately to find my bed shift as though someone was standing from sitting near my feet (I also felt her hand [warm]). I should also note that I believe I was asleep, but I felt as though I had been awake for the experience. I believe that this was one of my guardians.

Please let me know if you have similar gifts or have any questions. More to follow later. throughalookingglass@yahoo.com