Over 25 years ago, I experienced my first memorable encounter with paranormal activity. Since then I have sought to experience paranormal activity in order to better understand what the paranormal is. I also realized, through this process, something I've suspected since my childhood: I am an empath/medium. This blog is meant to share my stories of the paranormal.

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Friday, October 17, 2025

No Wisconsin Goodbyes

I left my bathroom and entered my bedroom and I felt soft ghost fuzzies around my body. I knew someone was there, but I didn't feel like they were trying to actively get my attention. Regardless, I sat down in my chair and started up a conversation.

  • I am speaking with a woman? - Yes
  • And we've spoken before? - No
  • Are you just passing through my house and my area? - Yes
  • Did you specifically come here to talk to me? - No
  • Is there something I can help you with? - No
  • Was that noise I heard you? - No
  • Was that noise you? - Yes
  • Did you just want to say hi? - No
  • Did you not realize I would pick up on your presence here? - Yes

I started to pick up on some information while I was asking those questions. It crossed my mind, almost a vague picture - too faint to really see her, but enough to give me an age idea.

  • I get the feeling you're in your.. young... in your forties? 30s... 40s... late 30s... at the age of 38, yes? - Yes
  • It was short notice. It wasn't like a long thing. It was a short illness or a short... it wasn't a heart attack. Was it a late cancer diagnosis? Like you didn't, like you kinda... - Yes 

I had been trying to think of how to say she didn't go in soon enough for it to be found out, but the rods crossed before I could finish translating my thoughts to my lips. 

  • And you left a family. - Yes
  • You had... the number 3. Did you have 3 children? - Yes

A bright flash happened to my right. I wasn't sure if it was my recorded or my lights around my little table. 

  • Oooo.... did you just make that flash on the right. - Yes
  • Oooo... and I've got goosebumps. I feel you. Hello! What was that noise? Was that someone hunting outside? Yeah. - Yes
  • I wish I had thought of a list of things to talk to spirits about. Are you FROM Winneconne? Did you live IN Winneconne? - No
  • Did you find your way here through that corner over there. Back behind me. Is that how you found your way here? - Yes

There is a corner in my room where I seem to have a great deal of paranormal activity. One of my guide spirits, Becky, informed me that it's some like a "portal." I don't want to use that word, because I think it's a bit tainted by media, but it is a gateway of sorts where spirits hop around to different places. I live on the water and I heard portals or gateways are sometimes connected to the flow of the water. Sadly, duck hunters are also attached to water and were about the interrupt my session.

  • Is that another hunter? Are those gunshots? - Yes
  • WHAT THE HECK! IT'S AFTER 9PM!

I ranted a little before I redirected myself to know more about where she is from.

  • Are you from oshkosh? Is that where your home was... or is? - Yes
  • Were you on the south side of town? - No
  • Were you part of the northern area? Where the Wendy's is? Where the Tech School is? - sort of yes

I had another moment of reflection, where I felt her sharing herself with me. It was a feeling of sadness and loss.

  • I'm really sorry you went through that.
  • Do you want to tell me your name hun? - Waited for her to share her name.
  • I got Megan. Is your name Megan? - Yes
  • Thank you. Thank you for that. Is there anything you want me to know? - No
  • Anything you want to share with me? That you just want someone else to know? - No
  • Do you visit your family? - Yes
  • Good. One of them knows that you watch over them. One of your daughters. - Yes
  • Is it the youngest one? Does she know that you watch over them? - Yes
  • Let them know. Do more to let them know. Because they need you and they love you. - Yes
  • I feel... a little something on my right calf. Is that you? Is that you I feel? - Yes
  • You're just nearby. I just got the image of a little girl grabbing onto the lower part of your leg. Is that your memory? One that is really precious for you? - Yes
  • I remember when my daughter used to do that. It was so sweet. 
  • I have Turkey Trot in my head. Is that. Do you.. did you used to participate in the Turkey Trot in Downtown Oshkosh. - Yes
  • Did you walk? Did you walk it? - Yes
  • That's sweet. I do that, too. 
  • Were you just passing through cause you were - I like to call it sightseeing. Its when you get to walk around and see different places that maybe you normally wouldn't have. Are you just kinda sightseeing a little bit? - Yes
  • Best way to see the world! - Yes!
  • Did you enjoy traveling when... you... were on this... side of things? - Yes
  • What was your favorite place to go? I heard Green Bay. Is that what you... - Yes
  • (laughing) I don't disagree with you. I had so much fun there. Was is because I GOTTA GO TO LAMBEAU! - Yes
  • Oh you're a Packer's fan? - Yes
  • Gotta love the Packers! - Yes

I paused for a moment of reflection. Feeling connected to her again, sharing things with them and the I started to speak out again.

  • Awe Megan. I do have to thank you for talking to me. I do appreciate it. You didn't have to stay and talk, but I appreciate you staying and talking to me. It is really quite nice. You are helping me grow and helping me be a better person. And I thank you for that. - rods cross
  • What kind of cancer was it, if you don't mind my asking? Was it? (I started picturing my mom who had ovarian cancer.) Was it really ovarian cancer? - No 
  • I'm close. It's not quite the ovaries? Was it uterine. Something with the lady bits? - No 
  • Ooo, I got farther away. Was it a female oriented cancer, like breast cancer? - No
  • Say it really loud for me hun. Was it? Was it pancreas? Pancreatic cancer? - yes. That came up for me a little bit ago too. I just wasn't sure. OOOOOO (massive goosebumps all over the body). 
  • I really want to thank you for sharing that with me. Awe, I want to give you a hug so bad. Is that what you're doing right now? (It's just rolling goosebumps and I'm picturing a hug.) Are you like leaning forward and giving me a hug. - Yes
  • Honey I appreciate it so much. I am going to give it right now. (I lean forward to do an air hug.)
  • I appreciate you. And I thank you for sharing all of this with me, your family. What's happened to you. The things that make you so happy. Thank you for that. I don't want to keep you much longer. But I do just want to thank you. Is there anything else I can do for you? - No
  • Thank you for having this conversation with me. I am glad you didn't just run away and that you stayed. I do appreciate it. Do you get to talk to people often? - No 
  • If you ever do need to talk, Megan, you can always come back to me and I'll be here. Ok? - Yes 
  • I don't want to make this a Wisconsin goodbye, you know what those are like... they take FOREVER! So I'll say goodbye and thank you and if you ever need anything, I'm here. Thank you. 

This exchange was so meaningful for me. Megan was just a spirit traveling around and I happened to engage with her. Thankfully, she was willing to answer my questions and interact with me in a myriad of ways. She made lights brighten and I experienced strong ghost fuzzies. She even helped me feel the region where her cancer was on her body. When I told her that she truly helped me grow, I wasn't kidding. This particular exchange will last long in my memory and I thank her for sharing so much of herself with me through questions, thoughts, and feelings. 

I have tried to look for more information on Megan, but I wasn't able to locate anything online yet.

Thursday, October 16, 2025

"The Last Person I Thought..."

 Last night I was sitting in my living room, cozy in my chair watching reruns of Top Chef on Netflix. I suddenly felt the need to pause the show, because both my dog, Logan, and cat, Katsu, were fixed in on something by the stairs. This was exceptionally unusual for Logan, who had clearly stopped begging for the treats that sit by my chair, to stare in the same direction as the cat. So I turned my attention to that area and I felt like someone was there. I was alone in the house, so I knew it wasn't one of my family members. 

I spoke out into the room saying, "Hello. I can feel you here with me. If you'd like to communicate more, please let me know with a sound or you can come closer. If you're just passing through, that it alright as well."

I gave the space time to absorb the information and for myself to feel deeper for the intentions of the spirit. Then I heard a small knock from the office. I acknowledged the knock: "Thank you for letting me know that you're here. I can't communicate right now, but later I will reach out to you to talk."

Again, I gave that message time to settle and I returned to my show, drawing in peace to settle my heart and mind for what I would be doing later.  I know it might seem weird that I didn't jump to engage, but I am always aware of where my energy levels are at. Sometimes I have so much energy for interaction and communication that I just jump to it. Other times I feel drained from all the energy sapping that life does and I can't just jump to do things. That's when I hope the spirits understand when I have to delay an interaction. There are times, though, when I can feel the immediacy of an interaction and regardless, I try to make contact. I usually rely on equipment then, to take some of the burden off of me - not all the time, mind you.

So my evening went on and, finally, I knew I needed to talk to the spirit that I encountered. I prepared myself upstairs in my room. I opened myself to my spirit team and family and spirits who needed help. I explained how the rods work and that if there is a spirit here who would like to speak to me, they can use the rods to make their answers clear and they could talk to me for more complex answers.

The rods started to move very slow and gave barely-crossed answers, but the answers were so clear in my mind. I immediately knew that this was a male, but not an aggressive male or hostile. A gentleman. I asked if he was family and he affirmed this. I said, "Say your name real loud for me in my ear."

I first heard, Frank and then it was all over my brain: "Bob. Bob. Bob. Bob. Bob." I said aloud, "Uncle Bob! Bob D-------!" And I received a yes on the rods. I think Frank pinged in my head, because Frank is my grandpa on my mother's side and Great-Uncle-Bob is his brother-in-law. So I think my brain was saying "Hey! It's on this side of the family."

I do have to admit, this was not ever someone I thought I would be communicating with from the other side. When I explain why, it is not indicative of any belief I hold, but it just reflects the intensity that religion can present in the Now.

My Great-Uncle-Bob was born in 1933. He was the younger brother to my grandma, Clara, who was born in 1925. Bob, from my perspective as a child growing up in the family, was a quiet and reserved man - a man of few words, some might say. But his presence was always known. He served in the Korean War, and you can tell he was military. Bob exuded an introvertedness that he ardantaly shared with his soulmate, Joanne, who he married in 1957. He was a good craftsman, working as an electrician and a woodsmith. And he was a religious man, at least in his later years that I am aware of. He was a man well respected by his peers and had a beautiful energy to be around. He devoted his life to his wife and his family, but the bond and love he had for Joanne was that of fairytale. One of my favorite stories is that Joanne never got a driver's license, because Bob drove her everywhere. He wanted to take care of her always.

I don't ever remember being yelled at by him or disciplined by him during family events at his lakefront home - or seeing other cousins and family treated in a manner anything less than hospitable. I do remember him greeting the kids every time he came out to the garage fridge for a beer and I remember his laugh. 

So when I talked with him now, I asked the general questions of how is he doing and is there anything I can help him with. Bob said he was doing well and there was nothing I could help him with. This struck me as odd, because why would you have come here if there wasn't something I could do for him. So I stuck at it and asked him if he had a message for anyone: No.

  • Is there anything you'd like for me to share with Joanne? - No.
  • I can feel how uncomfortable this conversation is making you feel. - Yes.
  • I know you were very dedicated to God and the Church. Is that part of why this feels uncomfortable? Because you're speaking with those who haven't passed from where you are? - Yes.
  • I sat with that for a little bit, before asking, "Do you visit Joanne often?" - Yes.
  • Do you spend most of your time watching over her? - Yes.

Still, in the back of my mind, I was trying to figure out what would have brought him here to me. This person who was so church oriented, coming to a medium. It felt so weird. And it for also to be someone I didn't have a strong relationship with. He was my grandma's brother. I loved him. Cared about him. Attended his funeral. Then it clicked.

  • Uncle Bob, are you here to visit someone? - Yes.
  • Are you here to visit with grandma? - Yes. (a big swing from the rods)
  • Awe! That is so sweet of you to visit her. If I'm sensing correctly, she prefers that chair in that corner. - Yes. (The rods swing to point at the chair.)
  • Well thank you for visiting her and thank you for being the wonderful person I've known you to be. It has been so nice to reconnect with you and to know that you are doing well. If you do need anything in the future or help with anything, please know that I am here for you. - The rods swung yes, but I heard "Thank you." 

I closed out with an "I love you" and "Have fun hanging out with your sister." Then a general "All spirits here, please understand I am going to bed now and that I do need space, so there's the rest of the house, just not this room or my daughter's room." And I said good night.

After an interaction like this, I always ask myself, "why did I have this interaction?" What am I supposed to take away from it? What am I supposed to "do" with it? After sitting with this for a little while, the interaction was just showing me that there is more beyond the veil than what we sometimes understand. This man of God is comfortable in the afterlife and is even traveling to visit his sister. It's not "life as usual" but it's a clear connection that on the other side there are opportunities to engage with the ones we loved in life. 

I love my family and I appreciate when I am able to interact with them. They have taught me the most about life on the other side and I feel blessed for having them with me.