Paranormal Phenomena: Poltergeist

Photo by PJ, New York, 2008
Some reported poltergeist activities has been known to cause pianos to play random tones. But only occurred when the teen-aged daughter was home.

If you were to look up the meaning of the word poltergeist in any paranormal glossary, you would find that the term in German means a noisy spirit. I never understood why that meaning was given to the word because, a poltergeist is not really a spirit or a haunting at all, even though it is considered to be paranormal.

Poltergeist activity is usually brought on by a persons ones own mind, caused under stress of some sort such as fear, anger, or, a strong feeling of helplessness. Not every person will have the experience. As a matter of fact, it happens to very few people. Although, for a person who does indeed have these experiences, they usually have them more then once in their life time. A poltergeist experience can make light bulbs explode, noisy knocking sounds, make electrical equipment malfunction and, make objects move or levitate without anyone being near the object.

I went all through Jr. and Sr. high school with a girl who when she became very stressed out, has actually made every light bulb in the room she was in burst and, also, made the radio beside her bed come on.

That sort of experience is very real for some people. The bad part of that is, people who do have a poltergeist experience, have no control over it. It happens when it happens and cannot be controlled and happens to female teenagers more so then to males. It has been debated though if the poltergeist phenomena is because of spirits harnessing the energy from emotionally teens or if the teens themselves have telekinetic abilities without knowing about it.

For instance this happened a few times to my mom, as described in When Your Energy Make Objects Fall and sometimes the cause is of someone in emotional stress as in this entry called Telekinesis and Poltergeist Activity. More about how the poltergeist phenomena might work is explained in the entry about Electromagnetic psychokinesis.

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When your Energy make Objects Fall

My Mother never considered herself to have any kind of paranormal abilities. I however, think she had more then one. One of the things that always seem to happen to her that baffled her for many years was when objects fall.

It seems that right before she would find out of some family tragedy, things in whatever room my mother was in would start to fall. Objects would fall from the desk or bed and also photos would fall off the wall from where they hung.

I remember when my Dad was in a serious car accident. Over one hour before she got the phone call from the hospital, she was reading in her room and she said she felt anxious and all of a sudden the photos on her bedroom wall started to fall . she walked into the hallway on her way to the broom closet and a mini statue she had on a small table in the hallway fell to the ground. she took a broom from the closet and started to clean the broken glass up from the falling photos. From that point she walked into the kitchen and the spices fell from the spice rack.

This as strange as it may seem is true, and my mother has had many experiences like this. She had a few other things happen that most people do not experience but,  this one thing really baffled her for many years. I think that her intuition  as a mother and a wife allowed her to emit  a certain type of energy that could make things fall. In other words, deep down inside, inside her subconscious,   she knew when something was wrong with a family member but she didn't know which family member or what had actually happened  and her energy and frustration built up to a point that things would fly off the wall and other objects would fall over.

Electromagnetic Psychokinesis and Telekinesis and Poltergeist Activity are very similar to this experience, and if you find this subject interesting I could recommend reading those entries.

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Electromagnetic Psychokinesis

Back when I still was a teenager, I found out that I had the ability to affect electrical equipment, if I was stressed out I would frequently make computers crash or do things on their own without even pressing the keys, seemingly randomly, and my mother found herself doing the same thing causing computers or other electrical equipment close by to malfunction, when stressed, or angered.

As I grew older I experimented and found out that I could actually control electrical gadgets by mere thought, this would be enhanced by touch. One of these earliest types of experiments I tried out with my mother, was on electrical temperature meters, and tools for measuring electrical energy in volt, amp and ohm. It was surprisingly easy to make the values on such electrical meters to increase or go down by holding the probes and concentrate on which values one wanted to alter.

In later years I found that I was able to actually sense electromagnetic fields emitted from electrical household items, plants, people and this also seemed to solve another mystery that I had been growing up with, related to pains all over my body when there was high amounts of aurora borealis, which actually do alter the electromagnetic spectrum in Northern Norway where I grew up. Another phenomena that I noticed was that I would after these electromagnetic storms be more charged, and one would frequently release visible sparks when getting close to or touching objets or people, making both jump from the instant jolt.

With time I learned to focus what I think is the electromagnetic field that my own body generates, and use that to alter electrical equipment in a form of electromagnetic psychokinesis, with this I have found phones to complete dialing numbers before I have actually punched in more than the 4 first didgets, magnetic key locks to unlock by mere focusing on putting in the key card and punching the code by focusing my mind to mimic the brief signature electromagnetic change that I felt and remembered when actually using the magnetic key cards and combinations. This same minute change in the electromagnetic energy of a building at night I have even been able to use to feel when someone enters a building like the night security at the University.

In some ways i think the key to understanding telepathy, telekinesis and many other psychic phenomena's and spirit phenomena's lays in the field physics field of electromagnetism.

Other stories that would bring more depth into this subject is Telekinesis and Poltergeist Activities, and the experiences described in the story When Your Energy Make Objects Fall.

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My Paranormal Life

Illustration by PJ 2007: The Birch Tree, symbolizing life itself

Hi! My name is Pamela. I live in San Antonio, Texas with my husband of 18 years, Guy, and our 3 dogs. :) I was born and raised in New York City. I grew up in a house in Queens that was buzzing with paranormal activity for all of my childhood.

First of all, my grandfather passed away on April 16th, 1962, of a stroke. My mother, a nurse at the time, was at his bedside when he died. I was born 4 years later, on the same day. I lived in the house with my mother and my younger sister, Cookie, upstairs from my grandmother. We didn't know for many years that the room we slept in belonged to our great grandmother, who died in her sleep in the same room.

My family has a history of foreseeing the future in dreams, and feeling and seeing things other people can't. You might call us, hyper-sensitives. It has taken years for me to accept the fact that this is what I am. I have had so many experiences that I don't know where to start but I've learned why they happened; there was an incredible amount of anger and tension in my house. My mother and grandmother did not get along at all....they would go for months without speaking. My mother was an alcoholic and suffered from depression. My grandmother was sick with diabetes and high blood pressure, and she survived breast cancer. 

At age four, I saw something white float across the hallway; it looked exactly like the spirit that floated down the stairs in the movie "Poltergeist." I told my mother, and she believed me but she didn't try to investigate what I saw. I wasn't frightened by it either; I was more fascinated than anything else. 

Things continued to happen all through my childhood, but the worst places in the house were the attic and the basement. The washing machine was in the basement, and whenever I was done with the laundry, I always felt the need to run out of there, like something was behind me about to get me. And I'd slam the door and lock it. The vibe in that room was very uncomfortable and most evil. The attic always seemed as tight as a tomb; even with the windows open, there didn't seem to be any air flowing there. All there seemed to be was residual tension with all the relics of my mother's unhappy past; her wedding gown, her shoes, my cousin's uniform and boots from when he returned from Viet Nam....Cookie and I loved to play in the wedding gown, but it always seemed to break my mom's heart just a little when she saw us in it.

As I got older, more started to happen. I heard dishes being banged around in the kitchen as I tried to sleep. About the same time every night, my mom and I heard banging on the walls in the living room. I was taught about the Bible and how God would protect you from these kinds of things if you prayed, but most of the time I was too paralyzed with fear to remember when these things would happen. The scariest thing that happened was when I heard heavy footsteps coming down on the attic stairs, down the hall, towards our room. I was so terrified I ran down to my grandmother and told her someone was in the attic coming to get us, and I had left Cookie upstairs. Cookie slept like a rock, she never heard a thing! But Grandma, up in age now, went with me all the way upstairs with her flashlight and a fireplace poker, and banged on the walls of the staircases, yelling at whatever was bothering me to come out. It was deadly silent, but just being with Grandma made me feel safe. We checked on Cookie and she was okay. I could feel that whatever was there was gone. She drank a hot cup of tea with me, and then she gave me her Bible and told me to sleep with it under my pillow that night. Whatever it was making all that racket that night didn't come back again. 

Three months after I turned 18, my grandmother passed away. I saw her sitting in the living room like I had my whole life one day, only to realize that she was already gone. It all made me wonder if all the things that I'd seen and felt in that house was all just my mind playing tricks on me. No....it's all just sound proof to me that there is something that goes on after we pass this life. I was with both my mother and my grandmother when they took their last breath 21 years apart, at the same time of day. Nothing is a coincidence to me....part of the reason why I was put on this earth was to see them through. 

I don't experience much anymore, but I still feel things when people talk to me or if I go into a place I've never been, if I see a picture, and I still have prophetic dreams. I'm also thankful that my mom and grandmother didn't dismiss me when I told them I saw or felt things....I'm so glad they believed me. People need to open their minds more; children are so open to these kinds of things happening to them, and they can feel so desperately alone when they don't have their parents' support. 

So, that's my two cents. Thanks for listening!!

"Art never dies. Energy never dies. Love never dies." - Amerie

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Living in Massachusetts part #2

If you missed the first part of Eileen's story Living in Massachusetts part #1 you could read it here.

We lived in that apt for about 2 years and over those years a lot of little stuff kept happening. My husband worked nights and I was there with my young son. I never felt uneasy but I really was homesick for Pennsylvania. There was a small family owned store about 5 houses down from us. I would go there for stuff like milk and eggs and bread in a pinch. I would go out the front entrance and walk down the sidewalk when hubby was home at night. The street light was always on. I never noticed it being out. I did this a few times before my husband mentioned something odd to me,He said, that streetlight only comes on when you go out on the front sidewalk and goes back off when you are in the house. I said you're kidding, he goes I am not. The next time before I went out the front entrance I looked out the window and the light was out. When I finally unlocked our front door and went out on the porch it was on.

We became friendly with the two families that lived on the second and third floors. On the second floor was a young family with a husband and wife and two small children, a boy and a girl. Anne was a stay at home mom like myself so a lot of times we would take the kids out to play together. We would be in the back yard, where we made a play area for the kids, or we would go to the dam to swim. Anne and her husband were having a rough times and anytime they would argue, the kids would start to cry and the TV and or the lights would turn on or off, The volume of the TV would go up and down like it was trying to drown out the arguments or the kids crying. It happened even if the TV was not plugged in.

We were up at their place for New Year's Eve the last year we lived there and the discussion came around to the weird things that were happening in the house.

I was babysitting for the lady on the 3rd floor at night while she worked. I had her 11 year old daughter down on the first floor to sleep. Her mom would come and get her in the morning. She always locked the door to their apt and one day she came in to get her daughter and was really pissed off. I asked what was wrong and she asked me why I kept letting her daughter go to the apt while she was working. I said I haven't ever let her do that. She looked really confused and said that all her knickknacks were moved and some were laying on the floor and this was not the first time. I told her I honestly never let the girl go out of the place while she was in my care.

So we were talking about all these things when the guys start to joke around that we should get a Ouija board. I said No Way. I didn't want to go anywhere near one of those things.

My husband and I went back downstairs and were sitting in the living room and were talking about all this stuff. It was a cold night but not at all windy. On the windows I had long heavy drapes on the two front windows and on the one side one. There was a porch on the house and a large rhododendron plant at the corner of the porch where the one window was. As we sat there and were talking, the subject was back to the Ouija board when all of a sudden just ONE panel of the 84 inch drape moved straight out from the wall. It was parallel with the floor and ceiling for about a minute. It slowly floated back into place as both myself and husband stared at it with open mouths.

After a minute or so my husband goes, Did you see that?  I shook my head. He says that up till that happening he really didn't believe in this stuff but It made a believer out of him that night. He went over to the window to see if there was something that could have cause that one panel to float like that. There was no wind coming in the window, nothing attached to the drape itself. He even went out on the porch to check the other side of the window. Nothing!

That was the most dramatic incident that happened to us in that house and we moved out not long after wards. To say the least, it was interesting.

Another entry from Eileen:
Visits from my Dad

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Living in Massachusetts Part #1

This is in from Eileen, sharing what happened while she was living in Massachusetts.
We lived in Mass for a few years in a huge house that we couldn't really afford to heat after the first year. It was myself, my husband and my year old son. I was asking my friends  if they knew about a more affordable place to rent. I watched my two friends look at each other and then they finally said, yes. I didn't think too much about that look at the time.

We cleaned it up and finally moved in. Almost immediately odd things started to happen. I bought a brand new pair of sneakers and set them next to each other when I took them off. I would go out and come back and find them on their sides. I mentioned it to my husband and he said, yeah, my boots keep doing the same. I thought it was just uneven boards.

The house had been a single 3 story family dwelling that had been made into 3 apts. One to each floor, It had a front staircase and a back staircase, as a lot of old houses in the neighborhood had. All 3 apartments used the back staircase, while the first two apartments were connected by the front enclosed staircase. We lived on the first floor.

I never had a bad feeling about the place. My son had his own room in the back of the house, off the kitchen. As a toddler tends to do, He didnt want to go to sleep and he would cry and fuss. A couple of times I was just about ready to go and see if he was wet or uncomfortable when I heard him start to babble and laugh and not long after that he would fall asleep.

Other things would happen. The bathroom door would never stay shut, I would check it, making sure it was latched properly but most of the time it would slowly open itself. Things I would put down were not there when I went back for them. I even lost one of my sneakers. I tore the house apart, thinking maybe my son had put it someplace when he was walking and playing around the house. I even checked the trash can and toy box. He tended to hide things. We found him hiding the car keys one day in the huge planted plant we had in the living room, We would never had thought to look there if we hadn't caught him burying them. I never did find the other sneaker when we finally moved out.

After a few months I was having coffee with some of my friends and knowing that 2 of the 3 had lived in the house at one time or another, if they had anything strange or odd happen to them?

They said yes, they both had, I asked them why they didn't mention it before and I really didn't get much of a answer. They  gave me the history of the house. It had one time been the home of a bedridden mother in her 90's and her daughter who had been tending her. The daughter was in her 70's and had a heart attack and passed away. by the time anyone figured it out, the mother had passed on also. The house had been boarded up for quite a few years before someone bought it and renovated it, breaking it up into 3 large apartments. Apparently though, they couldn't keep tenants in it for very long,, especially those with children.

My friend Jane had lived up on the 3rd floor with her very small daughter after her divorce from her first husband. When her daughter got extremely sick and was hospitalized, Jane would be at the hospital quite a bit. She would come home exhausted and very upset. One night, she was sleeping and woke suddenly and saw a woman standing at the end of her bed and she swears she heard the woman say that her daughter would be just fine. She said she fell back asleep and slept the rest of the night in a deep sleep. She went to the hospital that morning and her daughter had taken a turn for the better.

She thinks the woman she saw was the daughter of the house. She wasn't the only one of her family that had odd things happen. Her brother was over for his nieces birthday party when he and the rest of the family watched a toy duck cross the room with no apparent help what so ever. Her father had stayed over once and would not stay there by himself again after that. I did not find out what happened with that, but her father was a firefighter and was not frightened easily.

Jane also said that when she was getting ready to marry her second husband, she kept the wedding gown on the back of the bathroom door. She would go out and come back and the dress would be on the floor across the room. That happened a few times and she told me, laughing, that she should have listened to whatever was trying to tell her not to get married, because he turned out to be a big jerk. Jane and her daughter had moved out after the wedding.

Part #2 of Living in Massachusetts could be found here

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Telekinesis and Poltergeist Activity

In a few cases I have experienced unexplainable events, in response to extreme emotional stress. A few months ago whenever my female roommate became emotionally distressed, usually after drinking heavily and then gotten into a fight with her boyfriend. Strange things would happen around her, things would fall over when she was present, and there was no wind or seemingly anything making it happen other than her just being there. 

On several occasions light-bulbs would blow, and other electrical equipment would malfunction around her while being in a strong emotional imbalance. After weeks of this ongoing with constant repeated light-bulbs burning out, and on two occasions they did not only burn out but actually broke. She finally figured it was time to leave and there has not been any more incidences of unexplainable poltergeist activity. 

This is not the only time I have experienced a link between possible poltergeist activity and strong emotional stress, and I have heard it from many of my friends that have experienced something similar, even my mother when stressed out would seemingly make computers and other electrical equipment malfunction just by being nearby.


Telekinesis and Poltergeist activity is also probably very closely related to electromagnetic psychokinesis. Another personal account of telekinesis is described here When Your Energy Make Objects Fall.

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The Haunted Farm House

Back about thirty years ago in Gettysburg, Pa when I was just starting to explore the paranormal, a friend of mine was a noted paranormal investigator in the area. Although, back then, the paranormal field was very small and not a very popular field to get into or at least in my area of the country it wasn't. At any rate, my friend invited myself and another friend of mine to go on an investigation with him and a few of his colleagues. This farmhouse that we were to help investigate was owned by my investigators friend's family from way back long before the battle of Gettysburg. Now this house was not on the battlefield as we know it today but was close to it.

My investigator friend (Frank) was very eager to go into this farm house and try to find out at-least some of what was reported to be going on there. One particular hot and humid Friday evening in the middle of August, Frank and his 4 man crew and my friend and I drove to the property and back the Long Lane to his family's farm house that had not been occupied for over 50 years. Even though it was nine in the evening and dark, you could tell that the farm house was in bad shape. As we entered the house with our recorders, cameras, flash lights and, lanterns, we all decided to stay together in the house and not spread out. The inside of the house was all cob webs and smelled moldy.

In the kitchen area of the house or at least where and old time stove was, there was a cellar door one that opened up when you lifted it up. and that was about it for that area. off from the kitchen was a sitting room and  there was a wooden chair in that room and a small table that was really in bad shape. and an old, what looked like what used to be a rug. The upstairs was just two rooms a large one that was the master bedroom and a much smaller room. As we were in the kitchen area I swear to you, the cellar door would at times open just a bit by itself and slam shut. We had a hard time getting upstairs due to the steps rotting and breaking but, we made it up there anyway. The smaller bed room was pretty much intact and nothing much seem to happen there. However, in the master bedroom. it was cold and this was in the middle of August and there was a feeling of fright, despair, and sadness. My friend and I and two of the crew got a very sick in our stomachs and had to leave the area right away.

We headed back down stairs and we all saw the cellar door open and slam shut a few more times and that was it for my friend and I. We went and waited in the car until the rest of the crew and Frank came out. it only took about two minutes for them to leave after we did.

The very next day while researching the farm house, we all discovered that back many years ago, the family that lived there was murdered. A man and his wife and a small child. There bodies were reportedly buried in the cellar.   

Frank always knew that there was a family murdered there but he didn't know exactly when or why. We all knew that when we went in but we never expected to feel the fright and sadness and despair we all felt in the master bedroom and to this day I feel that the cellar door was opening and slamming shut because the bodies were buried in the cellar. That my friends is what spiked my interest in the paranormal.

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The Haunted Family House

Another great story from Nina in Tromsø.

This is about the house that has belonged to the family for five generations, and of which several of the family members are thought to still walk and watch over from beyond, we have never had any ghost investigations done on our home since we find it to be of no point we know they are there and they interact with us in so many ways. Even though there have been some that have offered to do so since they have heard the stories of our home.

The first story I am about to share was told to my by my own grandmother, when she was a little girl she saw a man passing the kitchen window, he was dressed in odd outdated clothes, and as she described his appearance which happened at midday to her aunt, it almost made her aunt faint, and she told her she had just described her uncle that passed away many many years earlier, my grandmothers granduncle Hartvik. My grandmother said she never saw granduncle Hartvik again but she did experience him in other ways, throughout the years.

These family ghosts are known to be very protective of the family, and have known to act hostile to those that has not been accepted into the family yet, which bring me to the second account I will share from our family house, back when my Mother, Siw, joined the family by marriage she moved in to stay while her and my father built their own home to live in, the family spirits grew restless and actually tried to force her away from their home. This was witnessed by my grandaunt, granduncle, grandfather and both my parents so I am sure their account is accurate, and the force the family spirits could put on display surprised all of them. At first the things were minor, things getting displaced, feeling of discomfort, restless walking in the attic, stairs, hallway and knocking on the doors and walls. Within a few weeks it escalated to objects being slinged, and even boards nailed stuck was ripped off. Until Siw had enough and very forcefully spoke out saying that she was there to stay and rather than using all this force of anger to try to scare those to join the family they could use it to protect, of which it all changed.

Last I will share my own personal experiences from years of living in our family house, one of my first memories is of the house spirits as I always called them flickering with the lights when they wanted attention, knocking on the doors, or stumping of feet to alarm that guests was on their way, usually within 15 minutes before their actual arrival. I never felt afraid and used to play around as if they was there around me, I never saw any of them myself, but I felt their emotional murmur of joy when seeing their so many great grand child playing around in the place they too lived their whole life. I felt there was about seven spirits present in the house when I grew up there, all of them with their different personalities, some of them stayed mostly in the kitchen making sounds of baking, cooking and cleaning, others one could hear running around the steps, and hallways as those of playful children, which there were many that died in their early years. And again others were more bitter, quick to anger and moody like I think felt like the spirit of my ancestor Hartvik, which also died there in the house.

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THE FLOWER VASE

This is in from Raymond in Honolulu, Hawaii.
My aunt lived in the same house for 55 years. When her and my uncle got married they bought that house and lived in it ever since. My uncle died two years ago and even though I wanted my aunt to sell that old house and move to a newer on she said NO and kept the house her and my uncle bought way back when.

Things started happening shortly after my uncle passed on. You see, my aunt had a flower vase given to them as a wedding gift. It was a very expensive flower vase but. for some reason my uncle always hated that vase and always complained about how ugly he thought it was. On a few occasions I can remember him even trying to convince my aunt to get rid of the vase. My aunt refused saying it was a gift that celebrated their love for one and other and she would not get rid of it.

A few weeks after my uncle died my aunt woke up one morning and found the vase on the carpeted floor. the vase was unharmed and so she picked it up and sat it back on the table where it belonged.I was spending time with my aunt so i could make sure she was doing ok and that next morning when I walked into the living room the vase was once again on the floor unharmed.
I picked t up and placed it in the middle of the table so it would not be close to the edge. I took my aunt out for breakfast and then shopping. Then I returned to my home and let my aunt spend her first night alone since her husband passed on.

About 3 am in the morning my phone rang and it was my aunt. She was crying and said she didn't feel like she could stay alone so, I went over and calmed her down and put her to bed and I told her I would stay the night in the other room. She seemed a bit better once she know I would stay. As I walked out of her room and into the living room, I looked over at the vase on the table. i started thinking about all the times my uncle said how ugly it was and right before my very eyes,the vase flew off the table and right into the wall across the room. No one was even near it. My aunt woke up and started yelling that it was her husband doing it from beyond because he always hated that vase.

I cleaned up all the broken glass from the vase and threw it all away and to this day there has never been anything unusual happen in that house. Maybe my aunt was correct. Maybe my uncle could not rest in peace until that vase was gone for good.

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