“What an excellent day for an Exorcism”
I don’t know about you, but every time I have anything to do with The Exorcist, strange things begin to happen.
Strange bad things.
Years ago, when I read the book, a series of terrible things started happening. I grew so frustrated that I threw the book out of the car window while I was driving! (I was pulling into a relative’s driveway). I flung it as far away from me as I possibly could.
The bad things stopped happening.
I never wanted to see the movie, but I was talked into seeing it.
I never wanted to see that movie again.
Fast-forward to present-day.
I heard about the Georgetown Ghost Tour. Many years had gone by so my fear had been forgotten…
…until the bad things started happening again.
Robby had to see the movie so he could appreciate the famous Exorcist Steps.
I had never been to see the actual steps and it had been a long time since I’d seen the movie so…
…we watched the movie.
Rob’s response was, “Oh, my Lord!”
Then the bad things started happening.
It took a few days for me to realize what was going on, but when I made the connection, it began to make sense.
Thankfully, we went on the tour a few days later and as it turns out, we had a protector…
…a Ghost Priest.
I didn’t see him until I reviewed the photos. I was guided to take the shot. I knew that someone was there and I was being told to take the picture.
I took a picture of the street – not a point of interest on the tour.
Nothing bad happened after that, despite the visit to the Exorcist Stairs. In fact, there was the threat of rain all night, but we never felt a drop. It had been raining all day and Tony, the tour guide, was convinced that it would rain, but it never did.
We were being protected from the Exorcist Curse.
Another extremely interesting coincidence (if you’ve read my other blogs you know I don’t believe in them so I’m being facetious)…
At the exact time that I took the picture of the Ghost Priest, Tony was talking about…
…Chandra Ann Levy.
This was hauntingly chilling to me.
Chandra Levy’s remains were found in Rock Creek Park, near the tour. When Chandra disappeared in 2001, I had a vision of a woman being murdered. It was so real that I was tempted to go to the police. I can still see it clearly today. A woman was being murdered, but she wasn’t killed in Rock Creek Park. She was killed at Gravelly Point Park, or somewhere nearby. It was nighttime and the planes were in the background landing at the Reagan National Airport. Two men committed the murder. One wore a bandana on his head. I had the vision before I knew about Chandra, but when the story came out and I saw her picture, I knew it was her.
When Tony was talking about Chandra on the tour, I was being told to take the picture of the street.
It was the Ghost Priest who showed up in the picture.
What does it mean?
I don’t know, but I can tell you that there are plenty of Spirits in Georgetown and if you pay attention, they’ll come out to play.
There was some spooky good stuff on this tour!
Georgetown Ghost Tour Ghost Radar Conversation
*It should be noted that the first word from the Ghost Radar was “Slab”. We were standing next to the Oak Hill Cemetery.*
Words from the Other Side:
Slab, farther, magic, blow, foot, fall, stairs, shoe, needs, carry, society, roar, visit, product, customs, represent, giant, flame, flowing, sea, possibilities, forgotten, success, strong, loss, now, instrument, plan, perfect, hills, ports, Jeff
Slabs of cement house Earthly remains, but look farther than usual and magic will blow into your soul. Do you hear my footsteps by the Library? Can you hear me fall down the stairs? My shoe may be in another dimension, but my needs carry the weight of society and it is essential that I roar my story to those who will listen.
When you visit my tomb remember that I am still a product of all that exists. I know your customs and all that you represent. I am a giant flame flowing in a sea of possibilities.
You may have forgotten me, but your success depends upon maintaining a strong connection to loss and your acceptance of Now.
Confused? Good! I remain an instrument of the Master Plan.
You will know all when you are perfect, but until then…
Climb the hills, navigate the ports and acknowledge us! For we are the Spirits of Georgetown.