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Bumps in the Daytime

Posted 2016.06.21 11.27 in Spiritual by Stephanie

I haven’t been making note of weird goings-on here for a few years, but that’s not because the strange noises and things have stopped. It’s because it’s so commonplace I’m more or less used to it and it’s no longer noteworthy.

A Creepy DoorBut that means I don’t have much in the way of recent records or notes, for when people ask if anything spooky still happens around here.

So I’m making this note to remind me that there’s still creepy stuff going on, it just isn’t that creepy to me because I’m used to it.

The current thing for the past 2 or 3 weeks, is once or twice a day there’s a knock at the door. Not the front door. The door to the hall ‘closet’.

The hall closet is sort of a creepy door-to-nowhere. The closet is like 6″ deep. It’s a wierd pointless thing that is the remnant of one of the many wierd ways this house was built then changed over the past 140-odd years.

It is a skinny creepy looking door (with a lock) that opens to a pointless tall skinny ‘closet’ that’s not wide enough to hold linen and towels, without bunching them up.

Like so many architectural ‘features’ of this house, you don’t really think much about it till you actually stop and take a close look… and then you’re left with a profound sense of What the fuck were they thinking when they did this? or How in the world did this come to be?

The knocks are just a single rap, like knuckles on a wood door. And it happens during the day, not at night. Which I’m kind of glad about – everything is louder at night, and this knock sound is pretty loud during the day.

Less often, there’s a similar knock from the back of the house. I think it might be coming from the cellar door, but it might be the kitchen cupboards. Again, it’s the sound of knuckles on wood. It’s not daily though… once or twice a week maybe.

I don’t know if these knocks are someone wanting in, or someone wanting out, or just someone wanting attention.

It’s been going on for a few weeks though, randomly, so maybe it’s the ‘new thing’ for this summer.

For reference, the original part of the house was built in the 1860’s or 1870’s, and the ‘new addition’ was likely added in the 1940’s. This is most obvious in the cellar, the original cellar and foundation has the same footprint as the older part of the house; the ‘new’ cellar is… perplexing.

Edited to add: 3 minutes after I posted this, at 11:30am – Knock! Lol

Bump in the Night

Posted 2012.07.05 22.27 in Pointless Blather, Spiritual by Stephanie

Ah the joys of things moving by themselves.

Sitting in my livingroom, in the dark, watching tv. The cats are both asleep – one on the sofa near me, the other in the bedroom.

Then I hear the sound of something moving, a little shhhhhhh noise from behind, followed by the slap of something hitting the floor.

Oh look! A package of film has been pushed off a shelf and fallen to the livingroom floor!

None of the other film has been disturbed. None of the cameras have been moved either, fortunately.

Just one little package of film, was slid off the shelf to fall on the floor.

That’ll give me something to think about when I try to go to sleep tonight.

Bump in the Night

Posted 2010.07.13 0.22 in Spiritual by Stephanie

Or actually more of a scraaaaaape Crash! in the night.

You know how it is when you’re in bed, at long last starting to drift off, when you hear a really big clatter somewhere close? So you have to get up out of bed, turn on the lights, and try and figure out what happened?

Like thinking, was it a lamp falling over? Did the cats knock over the coat-tree? It sounded so close, maybe it was in the bedroom?

No, everything looks where it should. So you check the bathroom, the purple room, the kitchen.

Then you see one of the cats looking around with a WTF? expression, she heard it but doesn’t know what it was. The other cat is hiding or sleeping or something.

Finally you find the source of the noise; it was just a drinking glass. It was left on the desk, and has been pushed to the edge and then fell to the floor. Not broken fortunately, just laying on its side on the floor near the desk.

So you put the glass in the sink and go back to bed to start over with trying to fall asleep.

You know what I mean? I hate when that happens.

Oh and then to top it off, when you’re laying in bed with the laptop blogging about the first noise, then you hear a second one? Like some sort of punchline…

Whenever I think about moving glassware, I think about seances and ouiji boards and that tv show Most Haunted.

I wonder why they use glass. Perhaps because of it’s resistive properties; it is very electrically resistant. Glass is used in modern electronics, and was used back in the early days of electrical experimentation. Not to mention, glass is made out of the same stuff that computer chips are.

There may have been a point in there somewhere. I thought I had more to write on the subject but now it escapes me.

Bumps in the Night

Posted 2009.08.04 20.57 in Cats, Spiritual by Stephanie

It’s been a while since I’ve had anything notably mysterious happen around here, but early this morning there was some inexplicable goings-on.

About 04:30 I was awoken to the sound of loud banging and thumping and cats hissing and snarling and running. This was not the typical sounds my two cats make when they playfight or even when they get seriously upset with each other, this was much, much more significant. My first (sleepy) thought for some reason was that a strange cat had somehow gotten into the house and caused all the ruckus.

So I got out of bed, turned on the lights and started to look around. What first struck me as very odd, was that there was not a single thing out of place. The second thing I noticed, was that there was not a single cat in sight anywhere.

I checked around and called a bit, but no cats responded.

Finally I spotted Pixie’s face from behind a box in the spare room; she was hiding in there. When I coaxed her out, her tail was all huge and puffy and she had clearly had a bad scare, moving slowly and staying low to the ground with her tail down as she glanced this way and that. Now I was assuming that the other cat Misha had been beating her up, and started calling for Misha to come out from wherever she was hiding.¬†Expecting Misha to come from the opposite end of the house, I was surprised to see Misha creeping out from right behind where Pixie had been hiding — and like Pixie, Misha’s tail was puffy and she was acting very very scared.

So – based on the noises which woke me up and the behavior of the two cats, it seems like something making loud thumpy bangy noises possibly chased and definately terrified both the cats; they hissed and snarled but ended up hiding together in the spare room, so frightened that they wouldn’t even come out right away when I was calling for them.

And as I said, nothing was disturbed, nothing was knocked over or out of place. Whatever made the banging and thumping, did it without touching things, it would appear.

Things That Go Bump in the Basement

Posted 2006.10.17 0.00 in Spiritual by Stephanie

So my furnace has been acting up, and I wanted to get a technician here to have a look at it. He gets here an hour or so after dark. (Whole nuther story there but will let it go.) Down we go into the cellar, and he starts working away. All he had for light was a little penlight, like a little 2 AA battery pocket penlight. I offered a couple times to go and get another flashlight but he said it was cool, he could service a furnace in his sleep.

So away he goes, working at it, holding the penlight in his mouth while tinkering with the furnace. And, you could have predicted it, right? The penlight dies.

So he hits it, fiddles with the switch, and finaly it comes back on, but really dim. He keeps working. And yep, the penlight dies again.

So he shakes it and hits it and fiddles with the switch, and finaly it comes back on again but now it’s about as bright as a firefly. Anyhow, he got the furnace fixed up and working great really fast. He was a very dexterious and handy fellow.

Anyways (heh thought I was going to start another paragraph with ‘so’ didn’t ya?) anyways he’s gone, and since he left, there’s been like three or four loud bangs and bumps from down there. At first I thought it was one of the cats, maybe snuck down there and got stuck when I closed the door. But no, they’re both cowering up here.

It’s been 15 or 20 minutes since the last big bump, so I’m thinking maybe they’re done whatever it is they do down there.

Things That Go Bump In The Afternoon

Posted 2006.07.02 0.00 in Spiritual by Stephanie

First a little bit of back-story: My house was built in the 1860s, there’s a lot of history in this old place, and a lot of ‘activity’. I’ve seen and heard a lot of interesting things, and had other sensitives tell me they’ve picked up a lot of energies here too. A few have specifically reported that they felt this house was some kind of way-station or crossover point, a little like a train platform – lots of comings and goings.

I’m not trying to convince people of anything, folks will believe what they want. Explanations, scientific or spiritual, are equally relevant: People go with the explanations that they are most comfortable with. For some, it’s scientific, for others, it is skeptic, and for a few, it is something Else. I’m in that last group, I’ve seen, heard, and experienced things that have convinced me to accept phenomina at face value.

I think I’ll probably make note in the future of other things, when they occur, so if you are interested, stay tuned.

So back to the story at hand. Yesterday was Canada Day (Happy Canada Day!) and I had some people over for a BBQ. Friends, family, nothing too big, just a fairly small do.

We were all outside, but one of my guests went in the house to use the facilities. She came out a few minutes later, came over to me and asked if I’d ever had anything ‘happen’ with the WC. Like what? I asked. Appearantly, the knob had turned and the door opened, all by itself, while she was in there. And there was nobody else in the house.

Now, I haven’t had that specific thing happen to me, but a lot of other things happen around here. Interestingly, there is very little repetition – in other words, we don’t really get the same thing happening over and over. About the only thing that is distinct and recurring, is the Pots-and-Pans-Crashing-Noise.

Every so often, perhaps once a month or every other month, in the middle of the night, is a terrific crashing noise from the kitchen. It sounds like a stack of pots and pans has been knocked onto the floor. The thing is, there is no stack of pots and pans, nothing is ever physically disturbed, it’s just the sound that happens. That noise has happened 4 or 5 times, over the past 6 or 8 months.

Orb in my master bedroom
An Orb photographed in my master bedroom.