Haworth Graveyard Session (Keighley festival)
7/7/13
Si, Sue, Kevin, two female guests and myself met at Haworth cemetery on a hot July evening. We got protection out of the way quickly in this possibly 'hot' area. Si ran a thermal temperature experiment as he asked for the red dot of his thermometer to lower at its spot on the floor. We noted nothing substantial.
I had done a sweep around where we were set up with my meters and unsurprisingly it was flat. There is no wiring, overhead or underground in this location on the far outskirts of Haworth and the moors. All our mobiles were off. Yet, in my hand was a K2 meter flashing up to 3MG and nothing on the second one five foot away. We were stood by 'Jack's grave' at this early stage and we chose to set up our ouija board right here. We had never used a board in this graveyard up to this point which came as a surprise actually.
I lost the reading on the K2 and moved my meter to try and find a natural source, but nothing was found.
Then, both K2 meters light up.
We perform an EVP session which upon review had no results.
Kevin thought that he saw movement twice in his peripheral vision and checked to see if we were joined by a member of the public visiting a loved one but we were alone.
(It's at this point that the severity of the midgeys became apparent- if there was any let up in their attack, it only meant that some of them were going away briefly to get their mates).
Si asks out in the board and we get a twitch.
Slowly movement starts.
I catch a 'whine' of an animal on audio but the camcorder edit doesn't include this section of the evening so I can't really comment on its validity.
Our first message comes through the board. T-H-A-N-K Y-O-U
Sue "What for?" T-A-L-K-I-N-G
The gauss crackles under the table but we didn't hear it. Yet my dictaphone hears it really picking up a reading all through communication! I think it was because we were outside, the sound diffused.
We find out that this is JACK himself. We have spoken to him previously.
Si comments that some needed attention has been given to the overgrown grass etc.
"It's looking looked after, who did it? A relative?" NO.....M-A-U-R-E-E-N (a previous person who came on a ghost event here with Si before).
Si says "Has that cheered you up a bit then?" N-O-T F-O-R-G-O-T-T-E-N. that's pretty awesome.
The gauss continues to crackle unheard.
Chris "How many spirits are lined up to communicate tonight?" 8
Minutes later Si says "We've been doing something recently that I don't know for sure that we are doing right" H-E-L-P-I-N-G. (I get a long whistle which is pretty tuneful in a way on audio, but again I only have this one recording of it and a tiny part of me thought it may be a squeak form the glass but without a video clip to cross reference it with for sure, I have to discount it)
We say something about it being comforting to us that we are 'helping'.
Jack says G-R-E-E-N M-A-N. and the glass moves to Si.
I'm glad that I had the presence of mind to ask "Are there any words to explain to us what this green man thing is all about?" L-I-G-H-T.
This makes sense as it comes up when we are crossing a spirit over and sending it 'to the light'. Si is the one that they identify as the guide to do this. Si in particular feels a little uncomfortable with this connection every time.
Sue "So are we doing it good?" YES
"is there a lot we still need to learn?" NO
"Is this our calling?" YES
We ask for some other evidence but see none. We move to a different part of the cemetery but in this occasion get nothing except an odd light anomaly on one of Si's photos. When zoomed in its not a singular 'orb' of light which could just as easily be dust, pollen or insect but rather two circles together. Maybe it also has a natural explanation but its something we've never caught before. The sky was filled with tiny midge flies and so surely there would be a load of insects on the pic if that was the reason.
We had to move on again to an area where only females have reported a certain sensation on this spot. Our first guest stands where we put her and reports nothing but our second suffers blurred vision and then let's out a yelp. She describes feeling something messing with her top and then a strange sensation as something rises up her body from the ground underneath her upwards.
We really struggle to concentrate as we are the food for the summer flies until we itch like crazy.
We plump for a last session and choose table tipping.
We get some brilliant results. The table twists, walks like it is a two legged item and lurches suddenly, all the while, the camcorder gets a really good angle in daylight and shows how little influence we could have on the table. At one point the table end which stays down has no hands on it. Sceptics would be right in saying that if one person pushed down hard on one end then the opposite end would surely rise .....but we all had our fingers on the floating end!
Our night was closed down as we could take no more bites. Plus the raised lumps on Si's legs spelled 'GO HOME NOW!' (Only joking)
C Whitehouse 2013
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