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Do Spirits Age?

6/26/2019

I was watching a video featuring The Long Island Medium the other morning and she was answering questions that she’d been asked by her audience one of which was, “does spirit age?” and her response to that question was yes, they do. She relayed her own experience with spirits of children who died and how they appeared to her as years older and grown. While I cannot validate or refute her experiences with my own understanding of the nature of spirit and through my own interactions with spiritual entities including the Beloved Dead, I strongly disagree.

Aging is a process in which the physical body becomes older, showing indications of the time in which that specific body has resided on earth. Age is a measurement that human beings use to determine the length of an individual’s existence extending from their birth (manifestation) to the current moment in which their age is being determined. This measurement is a human notion and relies on the concept of time, which is just another manmade construct. We have created the concept of time so that we are able to organize our lives, but time is not as linear as we believe it to be. We perceive time as linear here on the physical plane of Earth, but beyond this limiting reality it does not exist.

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Earthbound Spirits

7/11/2018

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I have always had a morbid fascination with death. When I was a child I would lay in bed and "pretend" to be dead allowing my mind to explore the possibilities that lay for me beyond the physical life I knew and while I have not yet experienced physical death, well, at least not in my current incarnation, though I know I have had previous (congruent) life experiences on this physical plane of reality and have experienced death in those lives, I have an understanding of death, which was shared with me by my spiritual allies; those non-physical entities that I work with and have worked with during this current incarnation.

Death is a process similar to birth and just as birth takes time, typically forty weeks from conception, death also

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The Hansen House

7/29/2014

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During the second full week of July (14 – 19) I went to visit my friends on Fisher’s Island in New York. This is my second visit to the island. Last year I went with my husband and children but this year I opted to visit alone. It was a nice change for me as I had no one but myself to be responsible for which really allowed me to be more focused and aligned with my own energy.

My friends rent the Hansen House, which is located on the corner of Crescent Avenue and Oriental Avenue. It is part of the property that St. John’s Episcopal Church owns. Along with the main house, there are two small cottages that also are part of the same property. The house has five bedrooms, three bathrooms, a living room, a dining room, kitchen and study. They also have a beautiful porch that wraps around half of the house a portion of which is screened so that the bugs aren’t a bother. Christian Hanson who was one of the first resident carpenters of Fisher’s Island built the house in the 1880’s. He was born in Denmark in 1847 and arrived on the island in 1878. He built the house for the Fox family who were the owners of the island at the time the house was built. He also built St. John Episcopal Church (1881), his own residence (1879) and many of the other cottages still found on the island. Christian Hanson died in 1915 and is buried in the Church cemetery.

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Suzanne, My Night Visitor

12/9/2013

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We have a nightly routine in our home. Our dog, Soffie sleeps with my daughter. You see, we live in a home that was built around 1883 and some of the previous tenants have not left. My daughter is very sensitive to them and is frequently visited by a woman and a young boy in the early hours of the morning. Needless to say, my daughter is afraid of the dark. She won't go to bed unless she has music playing all night, a night light in her room and our dog, Soffie curled up next to her.

The evening of February 2, 2012 my daughter returned downstairs with Soffie after being in bed for only thirty minutes and informed me that the dog didn't want to sleep. She kept whimpering and looking at the bedroom door. I told my daughter to leave Soffie downstairs with me and when I went up to bed I would bring her back into her room.

Around 11:00pm I was tired so I went upstairs with Soffie and put her on my daughter’s bed then went across the narrow hall into my own bedroom and proceeded to get ready to sleep. As soon as I entered my bedroom I felt as if there was a presence with me. I remember thinking that it was either my Grandmother or Erin. I smiled to myself. It was nice to have them around. As I was changing into my night clothes I heard Soffie bark repeatedly from my daughter's room. What the heck was that all about? Soffie was a quiet

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The Boy In The Window

8/2/2013

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The strangest thing happened the afternoon of March 13, 2012 around 2:30pm while driving from the Northend of New Bedford to the Westend to pick up my daughter from elementary school. The sky was a bit overcast. I was unintentionally following a blue sedan most of the way and listening to some '80s music on my MP3 player. I was in a relaxed and joyful mood singing to whatever song was playing at the time, I'm not sure exactly what it was. I was paying attention to the vehicle in front me as well as the other vehicles as we drove down County Street. As we approached the stop sign at the intersection of Linden Street a WB Mason truck passed me traveling North on County. I stopped behind the sedan

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The Young Boy

6/20/2013

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On the evening of May 9th, 2011 after our usual coven meeting two of my coven mates and I were talking as we walked toward my front door from my dining room where we hold our meetings and what I consider to the magickal apex of our sacred space. As we paused in my living room one of the women who was standing closest to the front door, glanced at the television, which is in the living room. The other woman was standing near her between the staircase and the back of the sofa, which is parallel to the television. I stood next to her. On the television screen was the description of a documentary on Jesus Christ that I had watched earlier in the day on Netflix and the woman standing nearest the front door commented on it. As I went to respond to her something caught my eye and I glanced at the stairs. The other woman turned her head following my gaze. We both turned back catching each other’s eyes.

I wondered if she had seen the face, too, and made note to ask her once our coven mate had finished talking. My first thought was that it was my daughter who was upstairs. When I have people over occasionally she will peek on us through the spindles of the banister.

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The Lady In White

6/12/2013

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We have had a number of paranormal experiences in the house that we are currently renting. It is a historical building built around 1883 and we have been able to determine that there have been at least eight families to live here (not including us). We moved into the house the holiday weekend in July of 2008.

On Friday, June 3, 2011 a close friend of mine came for a visit staying overnight in my daughter’s room.

My daughter is highly sensitive and has seen spirits since she was four years old (at the time of this experience she was nine). She would often talk about "the lady in the white dress that watches me when I sleep". From the first time she spoke about her I realized

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Do Spirits Age?

Earthbound Spirits

The Hansen House

Suzanne, My Night Visitor

The Boy In The Window

The Young Boy

The Lady In White

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