Readers, please enjoy this guest blog post by Jamie Davis, co-author of Haunted Asylums, Prisons, and Sanatoriums.
A clear front-runner for the title of "America’s Most Haunted Hotel," The Crescent had been on my list of places to visit for a good five years before I finally made it out there in June 2013.
The intrigue of the place lies in all of the mysterious tales told about the days when, in 1937, Dr. Norman Baker turned the old 1908 Crescent College and Conservatory for Young Women into a cancer hospital. He is made out to be a quack who made about $4 million doing things such as injecting carbolic acid right into tumors and giving his patients spring water to drink. There are
Readers, please enjoy this guest blog post by Diana Palm, author of Setting Spirits Free.
The concept of the spirit world is by no means new, but until recently, only sages and mediums could access it. What if I told you that there is a technique that the average person could learn to help them communicate directly with their loved ones on the other side?
Many of you may be familiar with the technique called scrying. Scrying is often associated with tea leaf readings, cloud interpretation, or crystal bowl gazing. I am going to share a method of scrying with you that you can do at home; this method is designed to raise your vibration and slow down your brain waves, which will allow
Readers, please enjoy this guest blog post by Debra Robinson, author of A Haunted Life.
One of the most common situations I run in to as a psychic is the person who comes along with their friend getting the reading and, when asked if they want one too, they fearfully say, "I don’t want to know." Usually, when quizzed, they will spill the fear of being told they'll die. Most people don't want to know that!
The truth is, it's hard to predict physical death. There are certain tarot cards that can represent it, but it's usually a combination of several cards rather than just one. With palmistry, there can be indicators of "something" dangerous coming, represented by a cutting line or
I went through a phase in junior high and high school where I was obsessed with horror movies. When I'd go to into town with my mom, I was allowed to rent three of the $1 movies. The cheesier the movie, the better. They were funny and not real. The only movie I had to shut off because it FREAKED ME OUT was Children of the Corn. I grew up on a farm and watched this movie in the summer. There were acres of cornfields near the house, and I had to drive through cornfields when feeding heifers who were pastured on another section of our land. I just couldn't do it. I grew out of my horror movie phase, but I went to see The Blair Witch Project in the theater. A friend had seen it and raved about