“Ghostly Pranks on Nantucket”

I am familiar with a ghost hunting town.   Gettysburg has lantern lit tours in the evenings;  apprehensive tourists wait for each thump, each whisper in the dark.  Usually, spirits find you when you don’t seek them out; but I still like to sample the local lore and so I took a historic tour through Nantucket last week.

The tour was enjoyable, it went from 8-10:30 and wove actual accounts of history among the ghost tales, which is always the best way to tell a spirit story.

Most amusing, though, weren’t the actual stories of ghost encounters.   Actually, it was the staunch New Englander reactions to ghost tales themselves.

Now, don’t misunderstand, a large group of those New Englanders have faced experiences that cannot be understood in logical terms.   But some still either deny or refuse to accept the notion that some century old residents hate to leave their secluded island in the sea.

We walked along several dark streets, no street lamps lit our way.   Some streets are so narrow you can literally reach inside an open window as you pass by.   Arms outstretched through car windows can shake the hands of residents and ghosts alike within the grey shingled walls.

Some residents don’t like this, understandably.   We had to cross the street, could not walk in front of their homes or authorities would be notified.   Some residents took precious time out of their lives to glue loose change on the pavement, then watch with amusement as ghost hunters bent down to retrieve it.   Most of these pranks were from the children.   Our tour guide told us they donned sheets at the windows, liked to howl in the dark.   On my tour, a number of cars rode by heckling the guide leader and those of us stupid enough to spend money on such a tour.

But do you know what is stupid?   Closing one’s mind to the idea that life in some different energetic form does exist.   Just ask the large number of Nantucket residents who have seen it firsthand.   History leaves traces and footprints in the sand;  learning history is also learning of the people who might still be leaving energetic

“footprints” today.

Should you ever travel to Nantucket, look up Raven’s GhostWalk.   You will enjoy it.

 

Blessings,

Shirl

Orbs Watermark

The Quakers are still meeting in the Meeting House

Book cover The Returning Ones

My own Ghost Hunting experiences.

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About sknobloch

I am an Author, Artist, and Reiki Master and Intuitive Counselor, offering energy and guidance sessions on people and beloved pet companions. I divide my time between a Northern NJ suburb of Manhattan and Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. I enjoy pursuing paranormal explorations in this uniquely haunted town. Read more about me at www.briarrosereiki.com and http://shirlknoblochwillowfineartprintsandphotography.zenfolio.com/ All writings and photos © Shirl Knobloch.......no unauthorized copying or use permitted without written permission from the author and photographer, Shirl Knobloch.
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