I make a point to visit cemeteries and conduct spirit box/instrumental trans-communication (ITC) sessions wherever I go. While visiting Durango, Colorado this past September, a Google Maps search led me to Greenmount Cemetery, an aptly named (i.e., vividly green) burial ground atop a hill overlooking the town.
As with most ITC sessions, I went approximately thirty minutes with no contact. I suspect this is due to three reasons: 1) spirits require time to manifest enough energy to communicate, 2) many spirits must learn how to manipulate the phonetic gibberish emanating from the devices into something resembling human speech, and 3) spirits are often wary of the ITC practitioner's intentions. As I was waiting for a response to my question, "Can you tell me your name as I walk near your grave?," I took the opportunity to enjoy the quiet solitude and breathtaking view of downtown Durango.
I eventually made contact with a spirit identifying itself as "Jerry." Lo and behold, a few steps to my right was a grave belonging to John "Jerry" Timm, who had passed away two years previously. I asked Jerry what he thought of the scenery and heard "beautiful vista" in the same scratchy, older male voice.
A few minutes later, a female voice uttered what I assumed to be "Pauly." I walked a few feet down the hill and came upon Ed and Pauline "Polly" Thompson. The latter had passed away in 1981 at the age of 60, so I was surprised to make contact with her; I've found that spirits tend to "move on" several years after passing away. Admittedly, what I interpreted as "Pauly/Polly" could have been a false positive, but it was clear and loud enough for me to label it a validation.
The activity died down precipitously at that point, but then I heard the word "cookie" several times back to back. I would have dismissed it as irrelevant, but the word came through at least four times within the span of five minutes. What I saw next was astounding: a tombstone bearing the name Rosamound B. Clark, aka "Cookie the Firecracker." I noted her date of birth (July 4, 1909) and asked if the "firecracker" nickname referred to the 4th of July. I heard what sounded like a laugh followed by "yes," another clear validation. I should emphasize that I heard these names prior to seeing the tombstones, thereby ruling out audio pareidolia, or the human tendency to attribute meaning to random phonetic stimuli.
Regardless of your take on the paranormal, consider visiting this beautiful cemetery the next time you visit Durango. It's a welcome respite from the touristy, often congested downtown area. read more