This week’s evidence is kind of a smorgasbord. Many of you know that I have pretty heavily investigated the site of the Wellington avalanche in Washington State. I wrote about it in my recently released book, Avalanche of Spirits: The Ghosts of Wellington.
We spent Saturday evening there doing our first investigation there in several months. We were with members of NWPIA and Cascade Paranormal.
I’ll start at the beginning. One of the phenomena that people report is a woman singing in the parking lot. As a matter of fact, I have a few EVPs I can post (they’ve been posted here before, but I’ll post them here, as well.)
sing -parking lot
So – flash forward to last night. We were doing some cautious experiments with a Ouija board – something I have never tried. To me, a Ouija board is just a game – like monopoly. I know many other people feel that Ouija boards are portals to the dark side. We thought we’d give it a try. Two of us were sitting at the Ouija board. We were both barely touching the planchette with our fingertips – to the point that you could probably have shined a light underneath our fingers. As the planchette moved, both the other person operating it and I could both feel the planchette actually sliding under our fingers as they remained stationary – I’d have to move my fingers to catch up to the planchette. It was moving very, very slowly – so we were sort of looking away, chatting with the people with us as it took its time moving. When it would stop, we’d look down at it and read what it had stopped on.
Long story short, what we discovered is that yes, there was someone there who was from the town of Wellington. Their name was G-E-R-T (at which point I said, “Gertrude?” and the planchette moved agonizingly slowly to yes.) I asked Gertrude if she was the one who sang in the parking lot. The answer was yes.
So that was the entire Ouija board session. The planchette was so slow in moving that we gave up after the few slow coming answers we’d gotten.
Now I am going to whisk you back through time. About three months ago, I had my first psychic reading ever with a psychic medium named Jennifer Hicks. I did it for an article I wrote for Paranormal Underground. It was an odd reading, because it seemed to be mostly the spirits from Wellington coming through. You can read the article in our April, 2010 issue of Paranormal Underground.
One of the questions I asked back in March when I had the reading was, “Who is the woman who sings in the parking lot.”
I came away with the understanding that my answer to that question was a woman named Sara Jane Covington, who was one of the passengers on the train killed in the avalanche that took place there in 1910. I reached that conclusion because Jennifer told me that the singing woman had an “A” in her name (Sara Jane was a proper lady who went by the formal name of Mrs. M. A. Covington). She also said she was highly religious (it is known that Sara Jane was) and that she kept seeing nuns in a convent (convent sounds like Convington.) Yeah – it was a stretch. Turns out it may have been too much of one. In reviewing today for the first time in a few months what Jennifer said to me when I asked about the singing lady, the first thing she said to me was, “I’m getting a religious vibe. She calls out the name ‘Gertrude!’”
I don’t even recall her saying that. I had discounted that information thinking it was a “miss” and I was onto something with the whole Sara Jane Covington thing. So I was kind of surprised when I found that, to say the least.
That’s my story. Now here are my questions:
-Did I somehow remember the name Gertrude subconsciously and then use my brain/ideomotor response to move the planchette to spell out Gertrude in spite of the fact that the planchette moved from under my fingers rather than me using my fingers to move the planchette?
-Could there be something more to this?