Before proceeding I urge you, gentle reader, to read and view the previous show’s (10/17/13) seance summary as there is a direct carryover with this one culminating in my effort to conduct a “Buddhist exorcism,” for lack of a better description, on the 2-year-old “V,” a recent arrival at the synagogue and not one of the 12 original ghosts at this location that I call the Synagogue Saints.
All caught up now? Great, you may proceed. At the show’s climax audience volunteers Eric and Kristen personed the board. We at first assumed we were speaking with an adult spirit (or subconscious ideomotor impulse, depending on your beliefs) but then it kept spelling MAM, MAM, MAM over and over. At first we thought it was their initials but it told us NO.
Do you know anyone here? YES.
Yep, there was indeed a Laura in the house who looked decidedly freaked at seeing her name spelled out on the Ouija board. How do you know Laura?
The response was more MAM over and over again.
LAURA: I don’t know anyone with those initials.
ME: It’s talking like a child saying the same word over and over. I think we’ve got a kid here.
MY USHER SUSAN: Do you mean MOM? YES … MAM, MAM, MAM.
Indeed the repetition was childlike and rather sad. We imagined a young child calling for its mother over and over and not sure how to spell it. This is extremely similar to my encounter with young MALA/MALALA 2 years ago during BZ:ABOTD who wound up following me from the Blue Grotto in West Philly to Plays & Players Theatre and taking up residence there but that’s another story. In short, it seems children who have died violent deaths are particularly frightened and stuck, not sure how to move on. Heartbreakingly, they especially want to find their mothers.
Where’s your real mom? KILLED.
Who killed her? DAD.
Did he kill you, too? YES.
ME: Are you V? YES.
ME: V, I’m glad you’re here. We’re going to help you today. But Laura’s not your mom. Does she look like your mom? YES … MAM, MAM, MAM.
ME: V, we’re gonna try to help you. Stick around. Do you want to speak with us electrically? YES.
At that I crossed the room and fired up the P-SB7 spirit box as usual. Stunning results and transcript below. The raw footage is 9 minutes. I’ve cut it down to just the best minute or so of highlights with each EVP slowed down and made louder:
Still angry. [First thing outta their mouths and this is a direct carryover from the previous session when they made clear their sudden anger at me. I’m still hoping for an explanation so I can rectify whatever otherworldly faux pas I’ve apparently committed.]
Baby. [A direct response to our question at the Ouija board, “Are you a child?”]
Do you understand that? [In other words, are they coming through clearly on the spirit box.]
It’s Laura. [I had called out multiple times to the spirit box asking V, “Can you call out to Laura?…Can you call Laura’s name?” As you can see below it did so every single time I asked.]
Laura … On a Ouija board.
Come to us. [No, I don’t think this is a demonic invitation for us to join them in the netherworld a la Don’t Fear the Reaper as I don’t believe there’s anything evil residing in this sanctified building. I believe it’s just a further cry for help.]
Just go. [Not unusual for them to be in disagreement as I’ve learned from previous sessions here. One’s saying come to us and another’s telling us to just leave.]
Calls you Mommy, Laura. [Indeed V does.]
Take in the girl … Laura. [Warning to Laura: Don’t offer to take her in! Don’t even think it! She’ll follow you home in nothing flat. I did that with Mala/Malala 2 years ago and she followed me around for months until I found her a good home as a playmate to the lonely ghost of the Small Boy known to haunt Plays & Players Theatre. Besides, there’s no need for V. to follow any of us home because we’re about to conduct a one-of-a-kind Buddhist exorcism to try and set her free.]
Help her. [This was toward the end of the session. I had just announced that I was about to try to help V. And their response?…]
…I love you. [Well, don’t love me yet but thanks for the vote of confidence in my novice exorcism abilities.]
I then wrapped up the show and the audience sat while I recited from pp. 230-238 of the edition of The Tibetan Book of the Dead pictured right (starting with, “O, child of Buddha-nature, that which is called death has now arrived…”) which provides instructions to the recently deceased on how to move forward and get outta here. I then rang a Tibetan Buddhist singing bowl several times.
We’ll see whether it worked during the next seance at the Saturday 11/2/13 show. With any luck we will not hear from little V again because she’ll be long gone where she belongs…