I was visiting Paletta Lakefront Mansion in Burlington, which is supposedly haunted by the ghost of industrialist Cyrus Birge, the founding director of the Canadian Steel Company. I’d heard Birge, who built the mansion in the early 1900’s was a rough, hard-nosed businessman. When I walked into the room that was his library, I sensed a presence and saw in my mind how the room had been laid out when he had used it as an office. Of course, the books on the shelves now were more recent volumes than the tomes that must’ve lined the shelves more than a century ago.
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A SPECIAL GIFT
The holiday season is special for everyone on both sides of life. Christmas, Hanukkah and Kwanzaa mean parties and family gatherings, and the chance to reconnect with distant relatives and loved ones. It’s also a time when our friends and loved ones in spirit welcome the chance to show up again at a family dinner and meet the new nieces, nephews and grandchildren.
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THE CIRCLES OF LIFE
Bringing a message about wheels to Mark from his grandfather in spirit brought tears to Mark’s eyes and made me think of the phrase “the circle of life” – and not just because I’d seen the movie The Lion King a few days earlier. The communication also reminded me of the famous “Riddle of the Sphinx”: What walks on 4 legs in the morning, 2 in the afternoon and 3 in the evening?
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THE DIME IN THE CAR
Martha was dying, and it was time to get rid of her. The idea saddened me – my friend and I had been through a lot together. But I had to face reality – the old girl was costing me too much money, and it was time to let her go in peace.
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GUARDIAN OF THE PARK
Gabbie told me she was taking a relaxing stroll through her favourite section of a nearby park when a shocking vision stopped her in her tracks. She loved walking along a path that skirted a creek that burbled over rocks jutting up from the creek bed. A moment of dizziness gripped her and when she looked down at herself, she was covered in blood. And the left side her face ached, as if her cheek had been hit with a steel fist. She felt compelled to look at a nearby picnic table under a tree, then gasped. Someone was lying face down on the ground!
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