Boomers - Write

July 2009
Vol. VI
Issue # IV

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Hello Everyone!

It’s officially summer in Southern Ontario and I’m loving every minute of it! I’m especially happy because I’ve settled in with my older daughter and family. They have a wonderful back yard with a big deck where I can sit out and enjoy the sunshine. There is also an above ground pool, great for taking a dip when I get too hot. And I always have the company of my delightful granddaughter and grandson. My dog, Angel, a little shi tzu, also loves the back yard where she can run and explore everything. All in all, it’s a little corner of paradise, which my daughter and family have chosen to share with me and I couldn’t be happier.
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Okay, I have a ton of stuff to share this month, so when you get part way through this newsletter, you’ll need to go to the web site (you will see the link at the top) to get all of the great paranormal news and stories.


In This Issue



This month’s story comes from Rosa (RJ) Blanco of Chula Vista, California. Rosa shares a near death experience she had in Ponce, Puerto Rico in 1966.

A View of Beyond... Did I Die and Glimpse At Heaven?

By Rosa Blanco

I was floating without assistance. I could see tiled white floors, white cabinets and some lights. I could see people working around someone - five people - it seemed to me. I saw a setting similar to what I imagine is done in movies to make it seem like there is a ceiling there. No ceilings really, just those cabinets... I remembered eerily.
I somehow knew it was me on the stretcher but I wasn’t concerned about me. No fear that I could feel. No Pros or Cons- just total peacefulness. I was looking... just for the sake of looking.
Next thing that caught my attention was a very bright light. I cannot even say that it was a light; it was more like a fog. A misty fog but extremely bright. To imagine the brightness, imagine a fluorescent lamp- a huge, bright fluorescent light. A clear, pure, soft to the eye fluorescent bright, white fog was where I seemed to be but, not for long...
A door was opened. The shape of a door really, because I don’t remember seeing the “door.” Two figures were ‘there’ and all else was bright. The tall man was standing there with a child in front of him. He and the child were dressed in what I thought were white robes with hair that seemed to brightly shine. It was more like the area behind the man was brighter and made his hairs appear to glisten. I felt I knew him. I was searchingly eying him because I knew him, knew him with a deep emotion... I felt it was my dear and loving grandfather who died when I was very young.
He was receiving all the feelings I had for him when he was alive. It was similar to communicating our thoughts without voicing the words, absolutely not voiced but thought. The child just stood there. The only thing I sensed of the child was her face. Her face with bangs around her beautiful aura. She was tenderly held in place by my grandfather as he was almost saying, “I had to see you but it is not yet time” or “You don’t belong here.”
I really don’t know all the specifics of what I felt or heard but I know I was sorry to be leaving him. I felt something very strong about coming back and leaving him but not about the young girl. There was no worry at leaving her but a deep peace... just the sheer beauty of her face that I etched deep into my heart.
Next thing I know, I’m back on a stretcher and I’m feeling pain, and hearing the cry of a baby. I started to touch myself where the pain came from and someone realized that I was alive and the anesthesia had worn off. I didn’t know that I was in labor or that the pain was from childbirth as they were putting in stitches. I was quickly put under again. This time, there was no light, no fog, nothing... I just slept.
My husband’s beaming face was the next thing I saw or remembered as he ran toward me with open arms. His warm kisses, his genuine gladness at seeing me alive and more of his kisses was all I remember of that particular time and... that girl’s gorgeous face.
I was informed that the priest had given me my last rites because I was at the brink of death. Apparently, I had gone into convulsions as I began childbirth. They felt sure the child was dead. My husband was called in but he had trouble getting there because of the airline strikes. I related to my husband the story of my floating and left it at that.
A few years went by and one day, I saw my daughter running toward me but when she looked up at me... I froze. I ‘saw’ the child at that ‘door’ right in front of me! My daughter looked exactly like the girl I saw in that foggy splendorous place in front of my grandfather.
Deep inside of me, I’ve questioned whether Norma Iris was given back to me by God or if my grandfather granted me the greatest gift of love. In my heart, grandfather gave her back to me with God’s generous blessings and I thank both every chance I get for my bundle of love.


Girls Capture Weird EVP

Four girls say they recorded spooky EVPs in their apartment. Was it because some of their friends experimented with the Ouija board? Or was it because one of the girls dabbled in witchcraft? Go listen to the recordings in the EVP Gallery HERE. What do you think?

EVP from a Cemetery

A woman named Kitty claims to have captured a child-like voice in a cemetery saying, “Get out,” after she asked, “Are you there?” Adding that it is a genuine EVP, she noted yet another one that says, “Wooo!” obviously trying to frighten her. To hear these and other EVP go to HERE.

Wedding Day Ghost

Liz, a reader of submitted the photo below of her aunt’s wedding day back in 1942. It was taken with an old box camera.


Yowie Man off to California

Those of you who read my book ‘Glimpses 2: (it could happen to you!)’ will be familiar with Tim the Yowie Man, who has embarked on countless adventures in an attempt to catch mysterious creatures, including the Yowie, better known in these parts as Bigfoot. Residing in Australia, Tim is now off to California to investigate the golden state’s Bigfoot, which was blamed for killing a dog in Acacia Hills.
“I think the Americans need a helping hand from an Aussie,” he said. “They’ve got more reports of alleged cryptids than anywhere else on the planet. They aren’t much good at solving mysteries.”
Okay, Tim. Let’s see what you can do!

Pilot Reports UFO in Texas

At the end of May, an ExpressJet pilot reported an unidentified flying object near the city of Liberty, Texas.
Shortly after taking off from Bush Intercontinental Airport, the pilot reported a near miss with the UFO. The unknown object was about 100 feet below the plane. The event only lasted seconds and the pilot took no action. The passengers and crew continued their flight without further complications.
The FAA and FBI are taking testimony and their first theory is that some model rocket enthusiast may have illegally shot one of their creations into the sky. So far, there is nothing conclusive and the investigation is ongoing. This makes me wonder though - just how many of these ‘near misses’ do we ever hear about?

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