I didn’t think it was possible to get another picture that would equal a picture of a Gnome, a Tree Spirit or a Ghost Dog, but…
When Robby and I started our investigations, I began secretly asking the Fairies to let me take a picture of them. I’ve had glimpses of them out of the corner of my eye and I’ve felt them – ever so fleetingly, but I’ve never actually seen one.
I kept hoping and unbelievably, my wish was granted.
Here’s how it happened.
This week’s investigation took us to the Ellicott Family Cemetery. Just off Main Street, on Old Columbia Pike, a Maryland Historical Society Road sign says: “Friends Meeting House and Graveyard”. The Ellicott brothers created this burial ground around 1775.
We always visit our investigation sites twice and on our first visit, not only did we get very little activity, but I was eaten alive by mosquitoes and we left pretty much empty handed.
Except for a picture of a Crabby Guy.
The picture is pretty cool, but this guy doesn’t look too happy.
The next time we visited the cemetery, I had an idea.
We took our fantastic Gnome and Tree Spirit picture after we had delivered a few gifts to the Ghost Dog, so I thought maybe we could sweeten the Crabby Guy with a few flowers for the graves, and maybe a little laughter.
I was humbled by the gifts we were given.
I picked flowers from my yard and I didn’t have enough flowers for all the graves, but I spread them around as best that I could. Robby and I also had fun.
Well, I had fun and Robby was embarrassed by his crazy mother.
I used the voice recorder and KII meter and I “interviewed” the spirits as if they were on a talk-show and I was the host. I went up to the tombstones, put the microphone up close and said,
“So John, tell the audience what you have to say for yourself.”
“Oh, your wife is the talker in your family? Now, that’s not what she said. You’d better speak up and defend yourself.”
Robby’s response was, “Mom! This isn’t a TV show!”
Maybe not, but the activity on the Ghost Radar increased exponentially from the time before, and I would later find out that we captured incredible photos from the Other Side.
Flowers and laughter chased away the Crabby Guy and brought us magic.
Here’s what we got:
I got a picture of someone peeking out at us from behind a gravestone. Not a shadow – this spirit is in full color.
I got a picture of a colt – lounging on the cemetery wall. Or could it be a Unicorn?
I got a picture of three Fairies. One of them is the Fairy King, complete with a crown!
We got the word “Bronwen” on the Ghost Radar, so I’m calling him King Bronwen.
I know this one is hard to see, so I’ve done some extra outlines. Please forgive my outlines!
King Bronwen was sitting on top of one of the founders of Ellicott City’s tombstone: Andrew Ellicott, which is right next to his brother and other founder, John Ellicott.
My belief in fairies, gnomes and nature spirits didn’t require photographic evidence, but now that I have been given his incredible gift, I feel as though I’ve been touched by magic. The small bouquet of flowers could never begin to equal the Kingly gift that I was given, but I will be forever grateful for their generosity.
Ellicott Family Cemetery Ghost Radar Conversation
Words from the Other Side:
Soft Differ Position Mental Worried How Early Listen Here Part Trip Gold Rapidly Body Season Older Quick Definition Courage Frog Keep Shout Worry I’ll Bronwen Too Yesterday Whom Limited Above Hand Child Cut Important Poor Familiar Got Life Everything Sun Poetry Atom Engine
King Bronwen’s Sonnet
Tread softly on this hallowed ground.
Travelers from near and far may differ in their positions on the mental state of those who visit us, but for the worried, fear not.
How we came to be here is no mystery. Come early or late and listen, for those of us who dwell here stay because a part of us enjoyed the trip that was our life. Gold can fly rapidly from a physical body, but seasons pass as we get older and we quickly learn the definition of life and the courage to live it.
Learning to delight in the joy of a frog will keep you grounded.
Learning to shout your joy will keep worry away.
I’ll be here, King Bronwen, too and I will be with you yesterday and tomorrow. Whom you chose to come with is limited only by your imagination so rise above your doubts and give me your hand, as a trusting child to a loving parent. Cut loose and live for every day is important! Poor is the soul who grows familiar with failure and forgets how he got there. Live life as it is, where everything is precious and kissed by the Sun.
See poetry in an atom and it will fuel your soul’s engine giving you the power to live!
The Next Investigation:
Robby enjoyed the Ellicott Family Cemetery so much that he wants to do it again! He’ll be at Karate camp next week (he’s a Brown Belt), so I’m going to take this time to work on my novel, Both Sides. We’ll be looking for another site to investigate as soon as Robby returns from camp.