Spirit Story: Part 1

 

As promised, here’s a spirit story from our past year. There are many, so I’m going to start with the first one.

(Some context: Dudley had already had the small stroke with no aftereffects in July 2016, but had not yet had the severe stroke, which happened in October.)

One night in September 2016, I had a strong feeling that Leon wanted to communicate with Dudley. (I’ve never had this impression before, even though Dudley and Leon respect one another and Dudley did see Leon once, right after we started going out.)

Dudley was on his way to bed but I convinced him to sit down in the living room with me while I lit a candle and let Leon know we were listening. After about 10 minutes of waiting, we heard nothing (thought I felt Leon’s presence) so I thanked Leon for his help with the house and Dudley went up to bed.

The next morning, Dudley, who always got up before me, came upstairs as soon as I got out of bed. He asked if I had heard anything the night before. I told him I had not. He said that his mom, who had passed away a year or two earlier, had called his name in the night, and that her voice had the strength and volume that it did when she was young. Her voice was so clear and strong that he sat up in bed, fully expecting to see his mom in the hallway. But he saw nothing.

The other really cool aspect of the experience was that for the first time in many years, Dudley woke up with no aches and pains. We hoped that the healing effect was permanent ~ it wasn’t ~ but it did last for several days after his mom’s visit.

Later that day, we realized that it was either his mom’s birthday or his sister’s birthday. (Their birthdays are one day apart.) I wrote a note to myself about the visit, but didn’t write the date ~ I wish I had done so, but maybe it doesn’t matter, as the help and support we’ve gotten over the past year from both Dudley’s mom and his sister ~ foreshadowed in dreams and confirmed in spirit visits ~ have been invaluable.

I’ll continue this story in another post.

(Posted October 2018.)

Unexpected Turn in the Path

I have been absent from this blog and most of social media since mid-October when the path of my life took an unexpected turn ~ my love and mate Dudley suffered a stroke that nearly ended his life. Dudley and I (and our tribe of family and friends) have spent the past three months focusing on his well-being and healing.

I had alluded in a Facebook post last August 14 to a health crisis that Dudley experienced that we considered a gift ~ because it made us aware of how precious our time together was. It also inspired us to re-commit to slowing down, savoring life, and enjoying one another’s company.

Out of respect for Dudley’s privacy, I didn’t share the details of last summer’s health crisis. Now, it seems fitting to do so, as the impact of both strokes on our lives is significant. Dudley had a small stroke last July. He had just passed the critical 90-day mark from the July stroke, complete with scans and tests and a thumbs-up from his neurologist, the day before he had the really severe stroke in October. He has been in hospitals and rehab centers ever since, working on regaining strength and mobility. He is not yet back home, but that is the next milestone that we’re working on.

An unexpected and powerful gift of this experience has been the incredible outpouring of love, support, and practical help from family, friends, neighbors and even strangers ~ people with whom I’ve dealt to take care of Dudley’s many business concerns. The kindness and goodness of people has added a transformative element to an otherwise hard experience.

I have decided to take a sabbatical in 2017 from offering events, tours, and investigations in order to focus on Dudley and his healing. 

I hope and expect to be back with a full schedule of Annie Wilder’s Haunted Tea Parties and Spirited Schoolhouse events in 2018.

This was a difficult decision to make in many ways, as I love hosting events and I am proud of both my haunted tea parties and the Spirited Schoolhouse events.  (And, want to say, it feels really good to be connecting energetically with friends of my blog and Facebook page again.) 

I decided last year to close the door on Inkswiggler, my editing and publishing consulting business, and am happy to refer all editing and ghostwriting inquiries to my mega-talented friend Sally McGraw.

I am keeping the Annie Wilder Literary Agency in place.

And, I am continuing to work on my next book, a follow-up to House of Spirit and Whispers.

And in case you’re wondering about the spirits ~ I alluded earlier to the kindness of people in our lives. The spirits gathered round, too, after Dudley’s stroke; I felt their presence nearly constantly in the first weeks especially, when Dudley’s health was most precarious. Dudley came to see me in a dream on his first night in the ICU. We both remember this. (He was not often conscious for more than a few moments at a time in the first few weeks in ICU.) Dudley’s energy or spirit also visited our house in the first week or after the stroke to offer some familiar help. I will write about these experiences and other powerful and comforting mystical experiences that occurred during Dudley’s recovery in another post.

Watch for new posts around the time of the new moon each month, as a theme for our household this year is renewal and hope.

(Posted January 2017)

Journey To My Self ~ An Interview with Author and Visual Artist Karen Klein

A note from Annie: Karen Klein was one of my Inkswiggler clients and I found her Inner Shaman story and experience fascinating. I worked with Karen on developmental edits and exploring publishing options for her story. In the end, Karen decided to self-publish, which gave her complete creative control over this very personal account of her spiritual journey that features her writing and images. (The last two images in this post are from the book.)

To find out more or to purchase a copy of Journey to My Self, visit Karen online: http://www.karenklein-author.com

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Annie Wilder: Tell us a bit about yourself. (Where you’re from, where you live now, what you do for work/fun…)

Karen Klein: I’m living in Sarasota, Florida now. I moved here from Minneapolis three years ago. Originally I’m from Columbia, Illinois. I’m a photographer/painter/author/seeker and manager of the Unity of Sarasota bookstore.

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AW: You’re a visual artist ~ what inspired you to write this book?

 KK: An Inner Shaman guide appeared to me during my meditation sessions, starting in the fall of 2011. He led me into a realm that was complex and dynamic. I found the events and imagery so compelling that I wrote down the details just so I would have a record of them. Being a visual artist, I assumed I’d eventually make something creative from the experiences I recorded. But they never evolved the way I thought they would. After I moved to Sarasota and discovered all the new age energy here, I became aware of the vortex, the light workers, the healers, the readers, the quartz sand at Siesta Beach…it was a very new and different environment, and I loved it! I made new friends, many who had moved here not sure why they chose Sarasota, but once here, they felt the same shift I did. The church I frequently attended offered a Spiritual Memoir writing class. Not having any idea what to expect, or why exactly I thought that was a good idea, I showed up and the first assignment gave me an opportunity to put my Inner Shaman visits to words. I had never thought about writing it, but obviously felt guided to do so. Once I accepted that “medium” for my adventure, I never looked back!

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AW: Who or what is the Inner Shaman? Does everyone have one?

KK: Well, I didn’t know I had one so I certainly can’t say everyone has one, but perhaps if they allow themselves to let their imagination and intuition free flow, they would discover their own guide. I knew I wanted to access my great-grandfather, and apparently he was willing to be available for me in the form of my Inner Shaman.

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AW: In Journey to My Self, you take the reader along into a fantastical realm of helpers, guides, and occasionally, shadows and danger. Can you provide a short summary of this realm and what it offered you in your search for spiritual empowerment?

KK: It felt like a Spielberg movie. It was very surreal and very beautiful. I had no preconceived idea of what I would encounter, ever. Everything was new to me, even though things there were familiar — like the wood at the entrance door that immediately reminded me of the wood from the barn on the farm where I was raised. Inside the light was a beautiful warm golden color, except on a few occasions when I felt really low energy. Then it was like someone turned the lights off and it was flat, grey. However, there were no lights — there was no roof or ceiling. It just opened to the universe. Every visit was a gift from my Inner Shaman — either a new archetype, a new experience; and they all became cumulative.

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AW: From which guide or archetypal energy in this realm did you learn the most? Which lesson was the most difficult? Did you have a favorite guide or archetype?

KK: I learned from all of them. They responded according to needs that I usually didn’t know I had. Because I had always been taken by the stories I heard about my great-grandfather, Karl Otto, I was beyond happy to have him appear as my Inner Shaman. When Clarity appeared, it was a very significant and scary occasion. I was sooooo happy to see my beloved Grandma Klein. And the experience with Shadow was also very powerful and eventually humorous. Difficult lessons that I kept repeating were the fear and anxiety that I kept trying to get rid of. The experience of unwinding the barbed wire of fear from me was very powerful, a terrific visual. And, I adored Polly the Pig.

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AW: What was the correlation between your physical world life and the realm of the Inner Shaman? Did your life change as a result of these experiences? If so, how?

KK: It changed in that I became aware of the power of my inner resources and how cut off/removed from my Self that I have always been. I relied on my Inner Shaman visits to help me understand and navigate my physical-world life. I felt I occupied my Self more completely.

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AW: What would you recommend to those searching for a deeper sense of self or for an active and empowering spiritual life?

KK: For me it was helpful to be in an environment that supported my search. I am sure it is a unique experience for anyone who awakens. There are many books and teachers available; many opportunities to explore, which is what I had done. Eventually I carved out my own personal path but only after I searched and searched, knowing that my hunger had not been satisfied. For me the magic, the surreal environment, the trust in my great-grandfather, the powerful visuals made it all compelling.KarenKlein_Awaiting-Eros

AW: Anything else you’d like to add?

KK: Gratitude. Everyday I pause in gratitude. And, in a recent visit I took my Journey to My Self book to each and every totem and archetype/symbol/spirit/energy in my Inner Shaman’s world, and I gave them all a book in gratitude for becoming part of me.

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New Annie Wilder’s Spirited Schoolhouse Event: Your Soul’s Wisdom: Past-Life Regression with Psychic Intuitive Chanda Parkinson

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I’m very pleased to announce a new Annie Wlder’s Spirited Schoolhouse event: Your Soul’s Wisdom: Past-Life Regression with Psychic Intuitive Chanda Parkinson.

The event is coming up quickly, on Saturday, July 16, from 1:00 ~ 3:00 PM, and we already have people signed up, so please register right away if you’d like to be part of this. (Sign up by emailing me: annie@anniewilder.com.)

Chanda offered a past-life regression for me and several members of my family earlier this year and it was amazing ~ very positive and powerful. Many of you have seen my dab my eyes while listening to the very moving messages at the spirit message circles. At this event, I literally cried as I recalled a life as a young orphan boy in Europe (sometime in the 1700s – 1800s, I believe). 

My clothes were caked with dirt and grime and were literally stiff from never being washed. I slept on hay in a horse barn and had only survived after my mother died because the cook, whose face I can still clearly see, saw to it that I was fed. My impression was that my mother in that lifetime had been a household servant and had died when I was a few years old. When I was a young teenager, I was sold to a man to work on his farm. I can also still see myself leaving with the man on a dirt road and turning back to look at the cook, who was watching me leave with tears running down her face. I ran away from the man’s farm a few years later because he was so cruel. I found work on a ship, shoveling coal into a furnace or stove. I died in that lifetime when the ship sank, but my main thought as I died was that I was glad I had run away and experienced freedom. Chanda asked us what the message was from that life life to ourselves in this life, and my message as the young man to myself today was, “Don’t give up.”

Everyone at the event had an entirely different and very detailed story or narrative, with the exception of one guest who takes quite strong medication. Non of us had known what to expect going in and we all agreed it was vivid and illuminating.

I do recommend that guests come with a friend, due to the emotional intensity of the experience.

More details on the event “Your Soul’s Wisdom: Past-Life Regression with Psychic Intuitive Chanda Parkinson” here.

 

Report From a Haunted Tea Party

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I love all the haunted tea parties, but this one was extra special.

We had not only three guests that are highly skilled psychics, (sisters Suzanne Worthley, Lisa Eckman, and Suzanne’s daughter Phoebe) but three guests whose great grandparents, grandparents, and great aunt and uncle lived in my house from the 1920s through the 1960s. (Sisters Barb and Kathy and their cousin Bill.) Between the stories that Barb, Kathy and Bill shared about their memories of Leon and the house, and Suzanne and Lisa’s impressions of the spirits and residual energies, we had a fascinating time!

To share just a few of the things I learned at the tea: I found out that Leon and his wife used to sit on the side porch, while the upstairs tenants had use of the front porch. It was Barb and Kathy’s grandmother Liz, not their aunt Gertude, who used to sit at the upstairs window and watch to make sure kids didn’t leave church early ~ and who called their parents if they did!

Suzanne took a look at pictures of both Liz and Gertrude and said that although they were sisters, their energy was very different. Suzanne picked up on Liz’s sharp intellect and serious nature and on Gertude’s warmth, kindness and sense of whimsey ~ she said Gertrude had a love of flowers and fairies. Gertrude used a conch shell as a doorstop in the parlor, a practice I followed after I heard the story from Barb a few years ago.

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Suzanne also said that Leon and Liz had a deep friendship, based on mutual respect. (There was a period of time when Liz and her husband were renting from Leon and his wife.) I found this interesting, because I have heard from more than one psychic that Leon has a female companion in the spirit world who is not his wife but was a good friend of his during their physical lives. I had figured that it must have been a family member, since friendships between men and women who were married to other people seemed to have been pretty unusual in Leon’s time. Suzanne said Leon respected Liz’s intellect, which resonated with me as a characteristic that Leon, who was very traditional, would value. (Leon once told psychic Echo Bodine that she “came across like a man,” meaning she was very direct. I got the impression that although Leon didn’t think of directness as feminine, he did respect it.)

Last, two things: Bill gave me a photograph of Gertrude and her husband Ted, which I am very happy to have. (I will share it after I make sure it’s all right to post.) And, after Barb told me a few years back that the guest room closet (with a big window) was her grandmas’ sewing room and happy place, I said I was going to put my sewing machine in there. (I do already have an antique sewing table in the closet.) On Monday this week, I came home and found the sleek and beautiful, steampunk-ian  Franklin sewing machine pictured here on my back porch, with a note from Barb, saying it belonged to her grandma Liz and she wanted me to have it. I am thrilled and honored, of course.

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I was intrigued by the Egyptian symbolism on the sewing machine ~ my son told me that it was probably from the 1920s, as that was when King Tut’s tomb was discovered and there was kind of a worldwide craze about it. I looked online and found the Franklin sewing machine and it IS from the 1920s. That would explain the unexpected drama of ancient magical symbols on an important, but common, household machine.

I called Barb and let her know that I will take good care of her grandma’s beautiful sewing machine and that I see it as a permanent part of my house and its story.

 

 

Mother’s Day Spirit Message Circle with Intuitive Medium Linda Cora

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In Spirit Message Circle News, my friend, intuitive medium Linda Cora, did an amazing job of delivering messages from guides and loved ones in spirit for the Mother’s Day Circle.

I’ve hosted spirited events for about a decade, and I’ve found that each event has its own energy and lessons or illuminations. As usual, the spirit sisters let us know they were present by turning the light off and on a few times. There were encouraging and even humorous messages of love, support, and encouragement. (For example, two or three friends/family members in spirit advised guests to pursue their dreams/current business ideas and to believe in themselves.)

I got an absolutely spot-on message from our sweet dog Cherry, who crossed over to the spirit side of life two years ago. Linda announced that Cherry let her know that she was happy, she no longer had arthritis and could run and play—and that Dudley (my husband) had a new girlfriend! I laughed and let everyone know that Dudley DOES have a new girlfriend—our youngest cat Sylvie, who we refer to as Dudley’s girlfriend because she so obviously adores him. I assured Cherry that she is still in our hearts and we miss her every day.

Linda also delivered healing messages to two guests in the midst of difficult situations ~ one of which involved losing a family member to suicide.

Linda took a bit of time to talk with this guest, who was obviously in a great deal of pain. She also followed up after the event with a detailed and thoughtful email on the topic to all the guests that had shared their email address with her. While Linda was working with the guest who had lost a family member in this terribly sad and difficult way, I could feel the supportive energy of the other guests in the circle. As happens so often at my haunted tea events, I was filled with tremendous respect and appreciation for the wonderful, smart, and caring people that are my guests. We ended the evening with some prayers/positive thoughts for those in need and by burning sage.

My thanks to everyone who attended the Mother’s Day Spirit Message Circle.

What Makes a Haunted House Happy?

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What makes a haunted house (or at least it’s physical world steward) happy? A brand new, sparkling clean checkerboard floor, that’s what! Doing the happy dance now that we have a charming and fittingly vintage-looking floor in the summer kitchen, back hall, and back bath. The pretty antique stove can return from its backyard exile, the clothes dryer can be brought in from the porch, and I have already gotten the pie table and Christmas cactus set up by the window.

Apparently, Leon kept an eye on the remodeling work. When I arrived home yesterday, the floor polishers were just finishing up. One of the guys said, “Did you know your house is haunted?”
 
I said “Yes,” and asked him what Leon had done to let them know he was around. He told me that the dryer vent kept flapping loudly while they worked and the smoke detector went off several times. Now Leon has “spoken” to me before with the smoke detector ~ in that instance (which was years ago), I sensed Leon’s presence in the back hall and asked if he was there. The smoke detector responded with a few quiet beeps. I told Leon hello, thanked him for his help with the house, and waited to see if the detector would keep beeping. It didn’t and the battery did not need to be replaced for months after that.
 
The other funny thing is that the fellow who actually installed the new floor ~ a man of very few words ~ must have had the same experience that the floor polishers did, because when I arrived home after his first day working here, the smoke detector cover was sitting on the summer kitchen counter and the battery was pulled out enough so that it wouldn’t work. Neither Dudley nor I have heard the smoke detector alarm go off or even chirp for years. We even tested the battery last week to make sure it worked before putting the smoke detector back together.
 
It made me happy to know that Leon was watching over the work and the house and letting the guys know, in a friendly way, that he was here.

 

 

 

Spirit Visitors at the Massage

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Love going into the parlor to meditate and seeing my meditation partners ~ aka Fluffy and Simon ~ already there and waiting to get started.

This is Fluffy, at nineteen years old, who made it to the red chair first (which means Simon will sit on the sofa or prowl around the room till Fluffy decides it’s time to be queen of all she surveys elsewhere in the house, making a spot available for Simon on my lap or the back of the red chair).

My (online) Rosicrucian studies are going well, and I really look forward to meditating and studying in the parlor a few times each week around twilight. It’s peaceful and restorative. Last night, I meditated on the massage I had yesterday. It was the first time I ever had a massage (first time because I am uptight!) and during it, Lisa (the masseuse), who is highly intuitive, saw not only my spirit helpers but also ~ ME. 

Lisa asked me after the massage if I have noticed that I’m becoming more psychic and I said yes. She said she believed it, because both an eagle and a hawk spirit helper showed up. She also asked if I had any relatives in spirit that looked just like me. I said no. She said, “Well, someone showed up who looked exactly like you.” After discussing it for a bit, we decided it probably was an aspect of my spirit.

So, why, you may ask, would part of my spirit leave my body just before an awesome massage? : ) Lisa said it may have been my higher self. Another possibility that occurs to me: I was intimidated by the thought of a massage, and have read about (and experienced firsthand) the feeling of “ditching” one’s physical body when feeling threatened.

I am going to take two mini-sabbaticals this month to work on my latest book (a follow-up to House of Spirits and Whispers) and am going to see if I can explore this phenomenon further in the new book.

I’d be interested in hearing from anyone who has had similar experiences. (You may email me at the address on my “Contact” page.)

 

Unexpected Gift ~ A Message from the Natural World

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Anyone who knows me or has read my books knows that one of my favorite gifts is a message from the natural or spirit world. I noticed this seemingly magic feather, pictured above and elsewhere in this post, during my birthday week in the back hall of my house.

When it first caught my eye, I was startled, thinking it was a centipede on the wall. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a feather, which has been one of the best and most clear signs I get from the universe. Although it appeared to be suspended in the air, the feather was actually caught on a near-invisible cobweb. (The feather had been on display on a shelf in the back hall.)

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In my life, feathers represent opportunities, especially writing opportunities. I interpreted this as a very positive sign, especially since earlier this year, I woke up with a hawk feather standing straight up in my hair (!) which I only noticed when I saw my reflection in the medicine cabinet mirror. The hawk feather had fallen out of a dreamcatcher made for me by my friend Ximena, who is a skilled energy worker. I felt that the October birthday feather message was that my usual late fall and winter  “creative cocooning” time of writing and editing would be productive and surprising and magical. And it has ~ I now represent some very talented and well-known clients through my literary agency, have sold my first book as an agent (with two more proposals being considered), and am doing developmental editing  for a very interesting metaphysical book as well as a spooky true paranormal book. (Will post about these books when their publication status is “official.”)

Last, but definitely not least: I am making progress on ~ and having fun with ~ my own next book, a follow-up to House of Spirits and Whispers. This is perhaps the real magic of this writing season, as I have referred to this sequel as “the book that did not want to be written.” It seems that, finally, the house spirits and my guides agree that the time has come for these stories to be told.

 

Spirits in the Parlor ~ All Hallows Mediumship Eve with Janice Carlson

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Perfect way to wrap up the season of spirits: two final spirit message circles. Guest medium Janice Carlson did a fantastic job both nights of communicating messages from loved ones in spirit to our guests.

As the hostess, it was interesting to note that these back-to-back event nights had very distinct and different energy vibes. The first night, there was an undercurrent of breezy, bubbly energy and the background music ( Brahms on Pandora) got loud enough to be intrusive. (I do consider it to be spirit activity when the radio volume increases.) The second night’s energy was so heavy and still, Janice stopped in the middle of the messages and asked if I could feel it, too.  (I could.) The radio had stopped (not spirit activity ~ our Pandora station just shuts off occasionally) so I turned the radio back on and and also turned on some fans.

Janice brought through specific messages for each guest, including a message from a cat that had lived to be 30! One guest told of having the amazing and strange experience of walking in her yard and seeing her footprints turn to dead grass as she moved. She brought photos, which were pretty incredible. Her question was whether there was some message from the spirit world with regard to the footprints. I’ll be exploring this odd phenomenon further, including Janice’s response to it, in my next book.

Of course, there were also many moving and comforting messages, including several from loved ones who had crossed over in incredibly tragic circumstances. On a related note, for the first time ever, I actually “felt” a spirit’s passing. Janice was speaking to a guest whose (female) friend had died at a young age. Janice asked if the death  was from an accident or an illness when I felt the sensation of a powerful impact and being thrown into the air ~ like being struck by a car. At the same time, I felt that this had happened to a man, not a woman. Janice then said something about a male who had died in a car accident, and after reading for the guest whose friend had died, gave messages to two guests who had a male friend or relative that died in a car accident.

We closed the evening with a sage burning and asking for blessings and healing for all present, both physical and spirit guests.

The spirit messages circles are so popular and seem to be such a positive and healing experience for those in attendance that I’m considering offering one each month next season. Will keep you posted.