The Moment of Death

When I was about 12 years old I became obsessed with what people's thoughts were at the moment of death. I gave the subject much thought and was disappointed when I couldn't think of a way to test my question. Years later I learned of mediums and psychics and was excited to learn that there was a way to communicate with those on the Other Side.

Listening to mediums has lead me to believe those who've passed don't dwell on their last moments though they will give impressions on the manner of their death. This is reassuring to me as I became an adult and learned there are millions of ways to die. It's especially important to know our loved ones who've passed don't "dwell" or are harmed or held back by the critical moment of death.

On a similar note I've often wondered what happens when one crosses over due to a particularly violent or horrifying death or many people die due to one event. Examples are horrific auto accidents, murder or, most interesting to me, a mass death due to an event such as an airliner crash. It's been said the spirit/soul of victims of these types of death depart their physical bodies before the moment of death actually occurs. I certainly hope so. In hearing investigations of jet crashes it seems passengers may be aware of their impending fate for moments or even several (in one instance up to half an hour) minutes before the crash actually takes place. I can think of nothing more horrifying than knowing you are about to die and being totally helpless to escape the situation.

So let's add to the above questions the issue of mass deaths. Without mediumship skills of my own I'm going on pure speculation. For many years I held the belief the souls of a mass death were lost or wandering. Of course, I have no way to verify this.

Echoing Duality is here to learn the views of others. Your opinions and responses to these situations are of particular interest. Many others, especially those who've lost a loved one, could benefit from your thoughts, so please don't hesitate to share.

In peace.

- bethany moran

They're Heeeeeeeeeeeeere

Poltergeists can be defined as noisy, mischievous ghosts that is responsible for rappings and / or other unexplained noises. It's a good definition but my belief is that no single ghost, soul of a departed human, is behind the noises; the noises comes from psychic energy emanating from that who is at the center of the phenomenon. The average American female teenager is a bundle of energy. Hormonally driven changes, burgeoning sexuality, emotions run wild are stirred into a seething mass of energy. Is it any wonder than much poltergeist activity relates to young girls?




Though I experienced precognitive dreams and other phenomena as a young girl, poltergeist activity didn't begin until I married my first husband two months to the day after my eighteenth birthday. I was the epitome of the excitable teenage girl. Sexual energy and passion dominated me and I had a strong belief in the supernatural. My then-husband came from a family rich in paranormal history, including a great-grandmother who was well-known in the region as a loving healer and medium who often held services at Camp Chesterfield in central Indiana.




When we married we moved into a modest mobile home wrapped in love. As soon as we moved in to begin our new life together the noises began. I don't recall traditional rapping sounds. Often the sound of bells ringing was heard. The most memorable instances seemed to occur after we argued. One evening as we got ready to go out I was in the bathroom drying my hair and my ex-husband was in the living room. I repeated heard a small bell ring close to my ear as I used the blow dryer. Finally, exasperated, I went to the living room and asked why he was ringing a bell in the bathroom. He had no idea what I was talking about but we ended up talking out our differences and got over our argument.



One night in bed we heard a sound no less disturbing and memorable than to suggest the refrigerator had been pushed over with a resounding crash. Jumping out of bed we ran to the kitchen where . . . not a thing was out of place.



My most unique experience came one afternoon as I brought groceries into my house. I was totally alone, save for my cat, who came into the kitchen to see why I was disturbing her. I brought bag after bag of household supplies in from the car and placed them on the table. As I brought in one bag I noticed my cat was spooked. I watched as she turned and, fur puffed in fear, ran out of the kitchen. One-half a moment later I was startled (read: scared shitless) to hear what sounded like something as heavy as an old fashioned anvil fall through the roof, ceiling, upper cabinet, sink, lower cabinet and, finally, the floor. Belief in such phenomena doesn't preclude fright over its occurrence! After a brief glance to ensure a flaming meteor hadn't soared from the sky through my kitchen, for what other excuse could there be, I turned tail and ran. The only explanation I have is that of the poltergeist. I heard the object fall physically through each layer that could have stood in its way.



Other instances occurred with irregularity, but the crashing refrigerator and "anvil" stuck with me throughout the years. Has a poltergeist paid a visit to you? - Bethany Moran