Investigation:
Residential in Xenia, Ohio (Historical District)
Date: 3.9.13
VOLP Investigators Attending:
Johnathan, Ericka, Shelly, Betsey, Jon, and three guest investigators (including the homeowner).
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We started off the evening with Johnathan, Ericka, and Betsey speaking privately to the homeowners while the mediums, Jon & Shelly (myself) did a walk-through of the location.
Jon and I were not given any information regarding the home, the occurrences/experiences in the home, etc. We were told the home was built in the 1800's, and to watch for downed tree branches in the back yard - that was the extent of what we were given at the beginning.
Jon and I turned our flashlights on, and headed outside first to do a walk-through of the outside of the residence.
While outside, we picked up several things almost immediately. Jon picked up something about fruit trees, and I was instantly shown a vision of a blueberry bush.
I then was shown a glimpse of a man in the detached garage in the back yard, which backs up to an alley. The man was possibly in his late 40's to early 50's, bald or balding on top, a bit gristly in the facial hair arena, and was literally wiping his hands on a dirty cloth as I saw him. He reminded me of a mans-man; tough, seasoned hands and dirty fingernails. I had a feeling he had worked in the area, and not necessarily in the garage (which you didn't have to be a psychic to know was built long after the home was).
As I turned around, I saw three little girls playing in front of the two back windows on the second floor of the house. I felt as if they were sisters, and all were shown in long night dresses, possibly late 1800's-style, I'm guessing. The eldest sister was significantly older than the younger two, reminding me of myself and my own younger sisters. I am 5 and 4 years older than my younger sisters, and I immediately felt as if the age difference here was about the same. The oldest sister looked to be about 12-13, and the two younger ones were 4-6ish. (I'm really bad with guessing ages, but I do have two younger children of my own; 7 and 2, so this is what I'm going on.)
It was a brief glimpse, and I felt as if it was residual energy I was picking up on. (Residual energy can be thought of like a broken record. An event playing over and over; no interaction or intelligence to it, simply leftover energy.)
As I turned around, I saw three little girls playing in front of the two back windows on the second floor of the house. I felt as if they were sisters, and all were shown in long night dresses, possibly late 1800's-style, I'm guessing. The eldest sister was significantly older than the younger two, reminding me of myself and my own younger sisters. I am 5 and 4 years older than my younger sisters, and I immediately felt as if the age difference here was about the same. The oldest sister looked to be about 12-13, and the two younger ones were 4-6ish. (I'm really bad with guessing ages, but I do have two younger children of my own; 7 and 2, so this is what I'm going on.)
It was a brief glimpse, and I felt as if it was residual energy I was picking up on. (Residual energy can be thought of like a broken record. An event playing over and over; no interaction or intelligence to it, simply leftover energy.)
Avoiding downed branches, Jon and I made our way back around to the front of the house, back up onto the amazing porch, and back inside.
Once inside, the rest of the team and the homeowner went downstairs into the basement while Jon and I made our way upstairs to the second floor of this beautiful home.
As we walked the hardwood stairs, we both noted that we felt activity on the stairs. Footsteps are heard, etc. When we reached the top landing, we both heard something; Jon says he thought it sounded like a cat, and I thought I heard a young girl saying "mama" very clearly. There were no children nor cats in or near the home, so as you can imagine, it stopped us both in our tracks for a moment.
We first made our way into the master bedroom. I sensed something 'odd' lingering in the back corner by the where the tv area was. I stood there for several moments trying to put my feelings into words (being an empath isn't always easy - it can be extremely hard to put 'feelings' into the correct words!).
I tried my best to describe it. It felt stagnant. Dark.. but not in the 'evil' sense - like literally dark in color. Like a black shadow.. or blob.. or just void of energy - I wasn't real sure. Feeling myself getting progressively frustrated attempting to put my feelings into words, we moved on.
There was another small bedroom off to the side, we'll call it the 'blue' bedroom. Jon picked up that it may have been used as a nursery at one point. I picked up that it was a child's room at one point, as well, but I sensed an older child - possibly 5-7 years old, and female.
We proceeded to the room at the end of the hallway, which I named the "sewing" room - I felt immediately that it was used as a sewing room at one point for a woman who lived there. I felt as if it was her hideaway of sorts; that one place we all need to get away from it all. This was 'her' room, and she came here often to catch her breath, and used sewing as her means of doing so. I was shown a quick glimpse of a large, very old sewing machine up against the wall, and this slender woman with light brown hair and a long cotton dress sitting at it, sewing away.
*
We then made our way down to the first floor. Immediately Jon picked up on a man standing in the front doorway; which is a vision he had seen while looking at the few photos of the residence we were provided with before the investigation.
In the dining room, I sensed a man who stood between two windows, possibly messing with the heavy curtains from time to time - moving them to get a response from the homeowners, at which he'd giggle. He would get his kicks this way. I felt as if the homeowners that had experienced noticing the curtains move would chop it up as something else, or move it out of mind, etc.
While in the hallway leading to the first floor bathroom, John and I both picked up on footsteps being heard from this location above their head's - as if someone were walking on the 2nd floor right above them. As I went into the bathroom, I experienced a bit of uneasiness, as if someone had felt uneasy in there before, or sensed the presence of someone with them, but again pushed it aside in their mind.
Next stop, the kitchen. we didn't sense a whole lot going on in the kitchen, except back in this little "nook" area I was drawn to. I felt energy there, but I think it may have been residual, just as the three little girls I had seen in the 2nd floor window from the back yard.
In the front room, which the homeowner referred to as the "red" room, Jon and I both picked up an overall sense of comfort, and not just because the couch looked comfy and inviting. Jon went on to say he felt as if it were a family dining room at one point. One with a smaller table, but dinners and celebrations took place here.
Jumping around a bit here, but later during the investigation while a few of us were outside on the front porch, I was shown a glimpse of people standing on the porch, leaning over the rails, with a feeling of excitement as family members and friends were showing up to the house for some sort of celebration. It gave me a "Thanksgiving" feeling; not that I'm saying I'm assuming it was Thanksgiving, but that's the feel I got. Excited to see family you haven't seen in ages, etc. That same sense of jubilation and excitement. Lots of love. Caught myself smiling without realizing it - that kind of feeling.
*
Jon and I then made our way into the bowels of the home; into the basement.
As with any 100+ year old house, there's always an exceptional creep-factor when it comes to the basement. This home was no exception. There were creepy nook areas and crawl-spaces, etc. I wasn't very creeped out empathically in this basement, but I had the feeling like the man I had seen earlier in the garage frequented this area as well. Jon had picked up earlier (while we were in the back yard) that the man was a wood-worker, and in the basement we did notice a woodworking bench/area. Jon also picked up on jarring fruit and vegetables, as if this area was used for cold-storage for this purpose at one point in time.
I felt as if the man used the windows (pictured directly above) as a means to come in and out of the basement. I felt like there may have used to have been a cellar door, or some sort of entry way in this area. I even drew a pair of cellar doors (I referred to them as the "Auntie Em" kind from Wizard of Oz) in my notebook as we did our walk-through.
While we were in the back part of the basement (near the workbench area), I was facing the crawl-space area, peeking inside, and Jon was to my left facing me, about five feet away from me. I turned to him and for split second very clearly saw a girl standing right next to him (on his right) - to date, it is the clearest 'vison' I've had, par none. She was just about his height, maybe 2 or so inches shorter. She was directly facing me, and standing behind Jon's right shoulder. She was looking right at me. She was wearing a long, cotton dress that was dirty white, or ivory, with an eyelet cutout bib-style breast area. She appeared to be about 14-15ish, and I immediately thought this is the elder sister I had seen earlier in my glimpse of the sisters playing upstairs.
I quickly scribbled a horrible drawing of what I had seen down, and Jon and I headed back up the basement stairs, making jokes about how even drawing stick-figures is painful for us. (I'm a horrible artist. Just horrible.)
*
We then met up with the group and homeowner and sat at the large dining room table to discuss our findings, and how we would proceed with the investigation.
The homeowner was able to verify a good chunk of what Jon and I picked up during our walk-through, but her husband was not with us so he was unable to verify anything on his end.
The homeowner provided this book, which was discovered behind a wall while renovating the home. It had obviously been involved in a fire that took place in the home many years ago. (As a sidenote, we later discovered charred wooden planks that were floorboards in the home at one point in time, and had obviously been charred in the fire.)
It is a German book, and contained hand-written notes in both German and English.
We then broke into two teams, and went our separate ways, so as to not contaminate the investigation for one another.
*
During the investigation, we seemed to all have had personal experiences. Someone had their butt "poked;" John heard distinct footsteps at the top of the stairs, and was certain one of our fellow investigators was up there, but turns out no one was up there; both teams had independently had clear communication with a male using the spirit box (a radio which has been tinkered with to scan through static channels at a high rate), one group even got the name "Gordon" and had a five minute long conversation with him.
While we were sitting on the top landing conducing an EVP session, I suddenly felt that I needed to snap a few pictures of the staircase in front of us. John Brown was sitting next to me, and we both saw with our own eyes this orb as it made its way down the stairs. I took three photos, and in the third, this is what the camera caught:
(You can click on the pic to see it larger in a new window. You can then hit "ctrl+" on your keyboard and it will magnify the photo.)
We stared in disbelief for a moment at the photo and discussed with the other investigators what we had just seen. I then had the urge to again take photos of the staircase, and again, John and I with our own eyes saw the orb making its way back up the stairs. Please note, we are seasoned investigators. We stare at dust particles, insects, condensation, and other particles through a camera lens all the time. We are able to tell the difference between dust and something else. This orb had a movement pattern that John and I both witnessed with our own eyes; the first time, going down the stairs, and the second, coming back up. It was amazing to witness, to say the least. Here is the orb making its way back up the stairs:
We wrapped the investigation so the homeowners could get some sleep, packed up our things, and headed home.
We have hours of evidence to review - so once we do so, we will contact the client for the reveal. We will then post our audio evidence and any other evidence we gather for you either on our website, www.victoryoflightparanormal.com, or here on the blog (most likely both).
Thanks to my fellow investigators for yet another amazing investigation - and thanks to the homeowners for inviting us into their beautiful home.
- Shelly
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Once inside, the rest of the team and the homeowner went downstairs into the basement while Jon and I made our way upstairs to the second floor of this beautiful home.
As we walked the hardwood stairs, we both noted that we felt activity on the stairs. Footsteps are heard, etc. When we reached the top landing, we both heard something; Jon says he thought it sounded like a cat, and I thought I heard a young girl saying "mama" very clearly. There were no children nor cats in or near the home, so as you can imagine, it stopped us both in our tracks for a moment.
We first made our way into the master bedroom. I sensed something 'odd' lingering in the back corner by the where the tv area was. I stood there for several moments trying to put my feelings into words (being an empath isn't always easy - it can be extremely hard to put 'feelings' into the correct words!).
I tried my best to describe it. It felt stagnant. Dark.. but not in the 'evil' sense - like literally dark in color. Like a black shadow.. or blob.. or just void of energy - I wasn't real sure. Feeling myself getting progressively frustrated attempting to put my feelings into words, we moved on.
There was another small bedroom off to the side, we'll call it the 'blue' bedroom. Jon picked up that it may have been used as a nursery at one point. I picked up that it was a child's room at one point, as well, but I sensed an older child - possibly 5-7 years old, and female.
We proceeded to the room at the end of the hallway, which I named the "sewing" room - I felt immediately that it was used as a sewing room at one point for a woman who lived there. I felt as if it was her hideaway of sorts; that one place we all need to get away from it all. This was 'her' room, and she came here often to catch her breath, and used sewing as her means of doing so. I was shown a quick glimpse of a large, very old sewing machine up against the wall, and this slender woman with light brown hair and a long cotton dress sitting at it, sewing away.
*
We then made our way down to the first floor. Immediately Jon picked up on a man standing in the front doorway; which is a vision he had seen while looking at the few photos of the residence we were provided with before the investigation.
In the dining room, I sensed a man who stood between two windows, possibly messing with the heavy curtains from time to time - moving them to get a response from the homeowners, at which he'd giggle. He would get his kicks this way. I felt as if the homeowners that had experienced noticing the curtains move would chop it up as something else, or move it out of mind, etc.
While in the hallway leading to the first floor bathroom, John and I both picked up on footsteps being heard from this location above their head's - as if someone were walking on the 2nd floor right above them. As I went into the bathroom, I experienced a bit of uneasiness, as if someone had felt uneasy in there before, or sensed the presence of someone with them, but again pushed it aside in their mind.
Next stop, the kitchen. we didn't sense a whole lot going on in the kitchen, except back in this little "nook" area I was drawn to. I felt energy there, but I think it may have been residual, just as the three little girls I had seen in the 2nd floor window from the back yard.
In the front room, which the homeowner referred to as the "red" room, Jon and I both picked up an overall sense of comfort, and not just because the couch looked comfy and inviting. Jon went on to say he felt as if it were a family dining room at one point. One with a smaller table, but dinners and celebrations took place here.
Jumping around a bit here, but later during the investigation while a few of us were outside on the front porch, I was shown a glimpse of people standing on the porch, leaning over the rails, with a feeling of excitement as family members and friends were showing up to the house for some sort of celebration. It gave me a "Thanksgiving" feeling; not that I'm saying I'm assuming it was Thanksgiving, but that's the feel I got. Excited to see family you haven't seen in ages, etc. That same sense of jubilation and excitement. Lots of love. Caught myself smiling without realizing it - that kind of feeling.
*
Jon and I then made our way into the bowels of the home; into the basement.
As with any 100+ year old house, there's always an exceptional creep-factor when it comes to the basement. This home was no exception. There were creepy nook areas and crawl-spaces, etc. I wasn't very creeped out empathically in this basement, but I had the feeling like the man I had seen earlier in the garage frequented this area as well. Jon had picked up earlier (while we were in the back yard) that the man was a wood-worker, and in the basement we did notice a woodworking bench/area. Jon also picked up on jarring fruit and vegetables, as if this area was used for cold-storage for this purpose at one point in time.
I felt as if the man used the windows (pictured directly above) as a means to come in and out of the basement. I felt like there may have used to have been a cellar door, or some sort of entry way in this area. I even drew a pair of cellar doors (I referred to them as the "Auntie Em" kind from Wizard of Oz) in my notebook as we did our walk-through.
While we were in the back part of the basement (near the workbench area), I was facing the crawl-space area, peeking inside, and Jon was to my left facing me, about five feet away from me. I turned to him and for split second very clearly saw a girl standing right next to him (on his right) - to date, it is the clearest 'vison' I've had, par none. She was just about his height, maybe 2 or so inches shorter. She was directly facing me, and standing behind Jon's right shoulder. She was looking right at me. She was wearing a long, cotton dress that was dirty white, or ivory, with an eyelet cutout bib-style breast area. She appeared to be about 14-15ish, and I immediately thought this is the elder sister I had seen earlier in my glimpse of the sisters playing upstairs.
I quickly scribbled a horrible drawing of what I had seen down, and Jon and I headed back up the basement stairs, making jokes about how even drawing stick-figures is painful for us. (I'm a horrible artist. Just horrible.)
*
We then met up with the group and homeowner and sat at the large dining room table to discuss our findings, and how we would proceed with the investigation.
The homeowner was able to verify a good chunk of what Jon and I picked up during our walk-through, but her husband was not with us so he was unable to verify anything on his end.
The homeowner provided this book, which was discovered behind a wall while renovating the home. It had obviously been involved in a fire that took place in the home many years ago. (As a sidenote, we later discovered charred wooden planks that were floorboards in the home at one point in time, and had obviously been charred in the fire.)
It is a German book, and contained hand-written notes in both German and English.
We then broke into two teams, and went our separate ways, so as to not contaminate the investigation for one another.
*
During the investigation, we seemed to all have had personal experiences. Someone had their butt "poked;" John heard distinct footsteps at the top of the stairs, and was certain one of our fellow investigators was up there, but turns out no one was up there; both teams had independently had clear communication with a male using the spirit box (a radio which has been tinkered with to scan through static channels at a high rate), one group even got the name "Gordon" and had a five minute long conversation with him.
While we were sitting on the top landing conducing an EVP session, I suddenly felt that I needed to snap a few pictures of the staircase in front of us. John Brown was sitting next to me, and we both saw with our own eyes this orb as it made its way down the stairs. I took three photos, and in the third, this is what the camera caught:
(You can click on the pic to see it larger in a new window. You can then hit "ctrl+" on your keyboard and it will magnify the photo.)
We stared in disbelief for a moment at the photo and discussed with the other investigators what we had just seen. I then had the urge to again take photos of the staircase, and again, John and I with our own eyes saw the orb making its way back up the stairs. Please note, we are seasoned investigators. We stare at dust particles, insects, condensation, and other particles through a camera lens all the time. We are able to tell the difference between dust and something else. This orb had a movement pattern that John and I both witnessed with our own eyes; the first time, going down the stairs, and the second, coming back up. It was amazing to witness, to say the least. Here is the orb making its way back up the stairs:
We wrapped the investigation so the homeowners could get some sleep, packed up our things, and headed home.
We have hours of evidence to review - so once we do so, we will contact the client for the reveal. We will then post our audio evidence and any other evidence we gather for you either on our website, www.victoryoflightparanormal.com, or here on the blog (most likely both).
Thanks to my fellow investigators for yet another amazing investigation - and thanks to the homeowners for inviting us into their beautiful home.
- Shelly
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Medium Review – Jon Greene
Xenia Residence
03/09/13
Upon arrival we introduced ourselves to the owner and her
husband. We were also greeted by a couple of pooches that were very friendly.
The owners were fantastic and secured their pups for the evening. We never
heard a peep out of them. After the meet n’ greet, Shelly and I went outside to
walk the property.
Shelly and I had no clue as to the history or any of the
occurrences at the property. As we walked the grounds of the property, I felt
that there had been fruit trees on the property. Shelly mentioned that she had
a vision of a blueberry bush.
As we approached the garage, I saw a man who was wearing a
blue jump-suit and was woodworking. Shelly and I agreed that his hands were
dirty, and that he was in his 40’s or early 50’s. We then went back toward the
house to check out what was happening inside.
Shelly and I proceeded upstairs and I felt that the “blue”
room was a nursery at one point. We also
felt that there was a strange energy in the master bedroom. Shelly had picked
up on little girls being there and a possible teenage girl..so it would be no
surprise that there was a nursery in the home.
Shelly and I started on the main floor and made our way into
a front “living-room” that had the feeling of joy and comfort. I picked up that
it had initially been used for a dining room. There was a positive, wonderful
energy that seemed jubilant. We then proceeded into the current dining room and
I felt like the male spirit was in the front room. Shelly said that she felt as
though he was a bit of a jokester and played with the curtains from
time-to-time. We then proceeded to the kitchen and I felt like that is where
they sometimes hear the foot-steps upstairs. There was also a bathroom right
off of the kitchen that gave me the same sense of someone walking around on the
second floor.
We went to the basement and while walking down the stairs I
got the sense that this was the male’s hiding spot when he was alive. I sensed
that he would walk down the stairs grumbling and frustrated with whatever was
going on with the women in the house. I also got the sense that he was mad
because his vice-grips were missing. Someone had moved his tools and he wasn’t
happy. We also found a woodworking bench in the basement that took up a good
portion of one corner. Shelly saw a female spirit looking over my shoulder
while I was looking in a crawl-space/storage area. I felt that this basement
was used as cold storage and that they also had stored home-canned fruits/jams
down in one corner.
I look forward to reading the history of this beautiful
home.
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