Sunday 16 November 2014

Theatrically Paranormal

When I arrived at the Capitol Theatre at 1:30am to join the GMPS investigation, it was very cold and Moncton’s Main Street was all but deserted.  After texting and banging on the door for what seemed like an hour (lol it was probably 5 minutes), Dwayne greeted me and led me to the stage where my team was settled in with the echovox and recorder.  I didn’t know anything of what had transpired, nor did I want to – my first priority was to walk through the building, assisted by Charmian with a video camera, and relate my empathic impressions. 
We started in the basement.  Charmian offered to give me information on the history of the building, but I refused, wanting my impressions to be as unbiased as possible.  I knew a fireman had died there long ago, and there were rumours of a young girl also losing her life in the building – but this is unconfirmed.  Immediately, I was attracted to the far end of the basement to my left.  No surprise really, as this is the location of the Capitol Theatre’s furnace – an area with a lot of electrical power.  Often, especially when first trying to sense spiritual energies, I will be drawn to strong energies of ANY sort.  Before I’m “warmed up”, I just can’t tell the difference, lol.  After a good giggle over this, Charmian pointed out where the fireman had died – buried under the collapsed stage in the basement.  I was surprised to not feel or sense any type of energy or spirit communication there.
Next, we went to the women’s bathroom on the second floor.  I’d always felt something strange there, even when I was quite young, and that night was no different. After getting spooked (hilariously) by the paper towel sensor, I explain my feeling of a dark and remnant energy in the ladies’ washroom, as if a spirit was left there, or abandoned somehow. 
We then went to the balcony seating area in the theatre. 
 I felt there that a spirit CHOSE to reside there.  The highest point of seating area was most attractive to me – this is where I attempted EVPs.  During this session, I heard an odd moaning noise and some cracking noises from an area of the ceiling, but after the evidence review we learned that nothing was captured.  One oddity, however, is that what WAS captured from the investigation was in that exact area.  It coincided with my feeling of a spirit living/sleeping in that area of the Capitol Theatre.
We then went underneath the stage, where some strange things were heard using the Ovilus.  The energy felt somber there.  The only other energy I sensed was something akin to “imposed respect”, almost as if a religious or pagan group had blessed the area. 
I took pictures throughout, but none of these returned evidence.  During much of the review, we did not believe anything had been captured, but we were pleasantly surprised in the end…  

Find out the investigation results documented in our Lead Investigator Lindsay Isenor's blog 

Check out our pics of the investigation on the new GMPS Flickr album






 



Thursday 18 September 2014

Oak Island Mystery



Oak Island became a fascination for me years ago when I saw the mystery of it on an episode of Ancient Aliens.  I knew it reputedly held the secrets of a pirate treasure, but as interesting as that would be to some people, what made my eyes get big was when I heard the conspiracy theories.  My faves: 1)  the link to Shakespeare theory, and 2) the link to the Ark of the Covenant theory.  When the series came out on the History Channel, The Curse of Oak Island (http://www.history.com/shows/the-curse-of-oak-island ), I was very interested in what was recently uncovered.  I can’t explain it, but I have a gut feeling there is something historically important located in the Oak Island and/or New Ross area.  The interest of the Masons, imo, is a strong indicator – along with its rumoured ley line connections to other popular conspiracy theory locations (Rennes le Chateau, Rosslyn Chapel).
So this year I made the trip down to Oak Island twice:  the first time I stopped at the No Trespassing sign, disappointed… and the next time, this past weekend, I signed up for the full tour and actually got on the island J  (for tour info, see http://www.friendsofoakisland.com/main/?page_id=132 )
It was very interesting to meet the people I had seen on TV, but even more so to see them living their passion:  the hunt to find out the truth about Oak Island. 
My GMPS colleagues were unable to make the trip, so I decided to bring the “paranormal” experience to them:  I packed my video camera, digital cam and audio recorder and set out on the investigative mission ;)
To be honest I didn’t expect anything odd to happen.  The tour was FANTASTIC, very honest and real explanations of the cast’s (landowners’) experiences, findings and theories.  They described the show being filmed as simply a documentation of what’s actually happening.  Nothing is scripted or planned.  Everyone involved resonated authenticity and passion. 
I checked the video camera I had duct-taped to my backpack shoulder strap (yes, definitely looking like a fanboy lol) around 30 minutes into the tour, and all was good.  The audio recoder I stuck in my purse was on and working when we left for the 2.5hr tour, it seemed.  I focused on listening to the tour guide’s riveting story of each part of the island and snapping shots of the empty spaces around the group, hoping IF there was a spirit on this island, it would want to make a guest appearance on my documentation! 
At the 2:15 hour mark, we were at the end of the tour at Smith’s Cove, on the opposite side of the island.  Here, the tour guide told the sad story of the original four men that died when they “fell” in the hole that was dug.  The last picture I snapped was of the memorial stone erected for these men.  That’s when my camera battery died.
This was very odd as I had fully charged it before leaving, and knew for a fact I could easily take 650 pictures before a notch went down on the battery.  The count was a little over 350 pictures at this point.  Immediately I then checked the video camera… also dead, and for no good reason I could think of.  My heart sinking, I checked the audio:  it had not recorded a THING.  Many, many swear words went through my mind at this point (lol).
Once we got back and I was able to upload my data, I learned the video camera battery died after only 52 minutes.  When fully charged (and it was), it lasts 4.5 hours.  I just can’t explain it.  Even more odd than this, no audio was captured by my video camera.  I’ve had it for over a year and can say for sure this NEVER happened to me.
Sigh, ghosts.
I was reminded by a team member that the Chester Area Paranormal Society (http://capsteam.wordpress.com/ ) had similar battery drain issues when they also did an investigation on Oak Island.  If it was due to a magnetic anomaly in the earth or minerals or SOMETHING, the people I was with would have also had battery drain issues, and they did not.  Only I did.  It’s been said, during the tour and on the show, that strange and unexplained things happen all the time on Oak Island.  Equipment mysteriously fails or breaks, and coincidences abound.
Want to help me sort through the data I DID collect? Here’s an experiment for you members of the Greater Moncton Paranormal Society:  I’m going to post all my pictures, exactly as I shot them (no judging ;), and see if you can find anything abnormal in these.  Post your results on our Facebook group (https://www.facebook.com/groups/MonctonGhostSeekers/ )  … and if you are not a member, ask to join!
Here is the link to the pictures for you to review.  Have fun :)  *Please note that permission is NOT granted to use these photos for your personal, professional, or commercial benefit and are copyrighted to myself, Rebecca Belliveau.  Thank you for respecting the artist’s rights*






Friday 28 March 2014

looking in to see outside

Today my paranormal thinking is a bit more along the lines of spiritual thinking.

Perhaps consciousness has many forms.  Men inherited the blind one, blinded by the subjective view.  Perhaps another consciousness entirely, maybe the parent of the global consciousness, is the decisionmaker.  Either way, it is either ennoneous, defective or our purpose is truly broken apart and trying to put itself back together.

The message of global spiritual consciousness is everywhere.  It comes to us in all forms, without prejudice, and is insistent.  Some claim to hear or see spirits, some search for meaning, others simply accept that our spiritual being is as alive and tangible as the physical and material world that permeates our senses.  The big question - once a person has accepted this - is what now? Yes, it's real... why is it present?  There is a strong sense of needing to do something that comes with awareness, but awareness itself doesn't come with an instruction manual.  For me, it's led to creativity.  I feel a devout's passion to share what I am taught.  I wonder if the intent is only to communicate and thereby spread the seed that will help one another reach an instinctive understanding of the existence of the true self.  If you listen inside of you, stop the noise and visual clutter that the material world brings, just listen...  you'll hear it.  Our connection to all life, from a spiritual standpoint, is as strong as our connection to our physical world.  This is really not news, it's been taught by mystics and religions for thousands of years - but there is a difference between believing it because someone says so and believing it because it came from inside you.  Religion says so, but spirituality guides you to see it for yourself.  No one can teach you who you are, and though our paths are all different, the twists and turns are personalized - but the final destination is the same.