Asshole Spirits: The Old Hag
St. Patrick’s Day, Reno NV.
My buddy Mish calls me... She invites me to an investigation, at The Gold Hill Miner’s Cabin, in Virginia City, NV. Given the fact, I’m not much a drinker, I FUCKING LOVE Virginia City, and of course, who can turn down a spur of the moment investigation?? Especially with my awesome buddies!?! HELL YEAH!!
Needless to say, my answer was yes. So I got ready, grabbed my camera, and off we went! I’ve never been to the miner’s cabin before, so I was excited to experience something new. I even got some pretty amazing pictures, because besides investigating, I also love para-photography!
One thing I always love to do pre-investigation, is explore the area. I like to walk around, scope out the vibes, and feel the energy. I can’t necessarily say I “see” spirits, per se... Because I have seen things, here and there, that are paranormal/spirit related. But, I can definitely feel them. I walk into a building, and the sensory is intense! It’s a rush, that I feel in my core of my chest... Almost like an adrenaline rush! I LOVE IT!
I also love investigating with my buddies. They’re all like family to me. I fully trust them, and I feel like they understand me, and vise versa. I can be myself around them, and that’s important to me!
Being a newbie in the paranormal field, I know I have much more to experience and learn... Both good, and bad.
On the way to the minor’s cabin, my buddy Mish informs me on the backstory of the old hag. Mish goes on telling me about her own personal experiences, and how the hag followed her home from a previous trip, from the minor’s cabin.
“I fell asleep on my couch. Then I woke up in the middle of the night, out of a dead sleep, and there she was! An old hag was standing on her tippy toes, at the end of the couch... She was leaning over, and just staring at me!”
Just imagine waking up, only to see THIS on their translucent toes, hovering over you!
Luckily, Mish was able to banish the old hag, back to Virginia City. She flat out told the old hag to leave... In which it did. But here’s what’s interesting: My other buddy, Rebecca, had a dream of the old hag, prior to this... Towards the end of January of 2016.
Note: The following is quoted from Rebecca’s Blog: “Ghost Seers”
“I could see the old hag as I descended down the mine shaft in an old elevator. She was standing nearby on one of the underground levels that I was passing by. As the elevator lowered past her, she tried to get my attention. I stopped the elevator and went back up to where she was.
I could see she was wearing and old grayish torn and tattered material draped over her head and body. The old woman appeared to be two hundred years old. She said the name, “Michelle Le Baron.” I asked her, “What about Michelle?” I couldn’t get her entire message, however. Something about a daughter and a niece.
What I did pick up from her energy was that the old hag was trying to prevent me from becoming close to Michelle. Almost as if she was trying to come in between our friendship and make me question her as a true friend. And then I woke up.”
I believe dreams are a powerful intuitive messages. Whether it’s guidance, clarity, a vision, and/or like what I have, premonition dreams. Like missing pieces of a puzzle, I’ve noticed some dreams are slowly coming together, and/or coming true. I feel it, immensely. Energy doesn’t lie... And as crazy as it sounds, there’s just somethings, or feelings you just can’t ignore, no matter how hard you try.
So Mish and I finally pulled up to the minors cabin. Then with a dead serious look on her face, she tells me how I need to heavily guard, and protect myself. Then once we get out of the car, we did our own protection ritual, and she sprayed me down with liquid sage. I’ll admit, I was nervous, as I am with all investigations. But I’m glad I listened to Mish.
Usually I’m open, yet cautious when it comes to investigating. My guard is only up, at such a level... Because honestly, when you’re trying to connect with spirits, they know who's open, and who’s willing... Or if its a malicious spirit/entity, they know who’s an easy target. So, depending on each location, or what energy I’m feeling, I adjust my “levels” accordingly.
Besides Mish’s warning, I had a feeling to keep my guard up particularly that night. As if some really bad shit was going to happen. Although the night begin with laughs, and good energy... Shortly after investigating, it wasn’t long before things turned intense. It was very emotional, and such a surreal experience... One that I won’t ever forget.
This is why you never investigate alone.
This is why you make sure you have a good balance of your guard, and your openness.
This is why you make sure, you know what you’re doing, and what you’re getting into. Because anything can, and will happen, while investigating, without warning!
God forbid, if you, or anyone should get attached, or even attacked by a malicious spirit, hopefully you know damn well how to handle it, and/or have someone there who does.
Attachments and attacks from malicious spirits, affect everyone. This is why you remain strong and grounded at all times!
It’s hard not to talk about what had happened, without tearing up. Experiences like that, implants itself in you. This is down right SERIOUS stuff... Stuff that I needed to learn, and be educated on. The signs, and symptoms... The behavior changes... The emotional and physical effects... The “before and after”... But most importantly, what needs to be done, so that it’s dealt with properly.
Take a deep, emotional breath...
One of our buddies decided to go off by himself and investigate. Which is a HUGE no-no... He also lowered his guard, to where he was VERY vulnerable, and an easy target for a malicious attack. Again, it’s never recommended to do ANY of those things, while investigating.
Our buddy, with Mish, and myself, are all standing outside the miner’s cabin. I knew something was wrong... Mish and I both felt it. But I just didn’t know “what” exactly yet. I also saw it in our buddy’s face. He wasn’t himself. He was a different person. Mish knew EXACTLY what was going on.
“Are you attached? Did she attach herself to you?”
That is what Mish asked our buddy. His blank stare... His lethargic responses of “No”... We both just knew something was wrong. Afterwards, we all headed back inside the miner’s cabin. We decided to take a break from investigating, and decompress for a bit. The energy still felt felt thick, so we tried to focus on reviewing some evidence... Which only lasted for “so long”.
Through out the night, our buddy kept going in, and out of the cabin, and outside, by himself... Like he was in a trance, or being lured against his own will. While everyone was reviewing footage, myself, observing, and taking everything in, on a learning scale... It was at that moment, when our buddy calls out for Mish.
-“Who’s here, buddy? Where is she?”
“She’s here... She attached herself to me...”
Then, in a faint-like state, his body collapses on to Mish. (He’s a big guy too!) She yells out his name... As he's is having tense muscles spasms, he’s holding on to Mish, unable to let go. I went over, without any idea of what was going on... Much less what I was about to experience, or witness.
“You need to leave! You need to get out!! NOW!!”
Mish yells out to the old hag, all the while, having our buddy’s full body weight on her. The whole time this is happening, I’m speechless... I feel the intensity of what’s going on... My heart is racing. Yet, I remained calm. I really can’t explain why either. It’s like something came over me. At that moment, I just imagined light, and I’m standing next to our buddy, my hands placed on him only releasing positive energy... I was grounded, standing by, waiting for what was going to happen next.
“Open the door, NOW!!!... Open the DAMN DOOR!!!”
The door was opened as Mish instructed. Everyone is in shock, and emotionally frozen with their own reactions. Mish calls out to the old hag one final time. We both felt him go from a tense clamp, to finally a his muscles loosened, and you can feel his body decompress. As the old hag was leaving our buddy’s body, Mish could feel the old hag go through her own, followed by an intense silent pause.
“Close the door!! Close the door NOW!!!”
It was after that moment, our buddy collapses to the floor. He’s conscious, but with minimal responsiveness. He’s weak in strength, and can barely sit up straight. Minutes later, he’s now sitting on the couch, unaware of what had just happened. In a “coming to” state, sweat has completely covered his face... To the point where it was fogging up his glasses. We get him a cooling rag, his hands are shaking, and Mish and I are by his side, while asking how he feels, what he remembers, if anything hurts, etc... etc... While paying close attention to his reactions, and to his responses.
Sometimes when you're a paranormal investigator, you also have to be a physical, and a spiritual nurse.... Even if it’s just being there. You also have to be strong for emotional support.
When you’re in the moment, and your main focus turns into helping and protecting your buddies from harm, and/or any personal danger, you forget what’s even on, or recording. It wasn’t until afterwords, Mish realizes her digital recorder captures the whole occurrence. The playback is more haunting than the experience itself... No, scratch that... The playback is an experience, all on its own! We all got overwhelmed with emotion and tears, as we all listened. It captured things that we couldn't hear with our own ears... Which only added validation to what has just happened.
During the playback... (Emotional Pause)
After you hear Mish yelling, “Open the DAMN DOOR!!!” you could hear the sound of the door opening, by one of our buddies. It was the haunting sound that followed... It would blow a skeptic’s mind silent! What we heard with our own ears, is the intense silent pause. What we all heard on the recorded playback, was a “strong gust of wind” going OUT to the door, clear as day. But when the door was opened, there was no wind... And even if there was, it would be blowing IN, not OUT.
I’ll never forget it. Experiences like this... It’s one thing for myself to be crying, but when you see your buddies cry, and how they were all affected, because of how emotionally intense it was... Those are moments that forever echo in your mind, and heart.
That wasn’t the last of it either...
Another one of our buddies, who's a healthy skeptic, kept hearing a voice inside his head, telling him to “go outside, go outside”... While another buddy of ours started to hyperventilate... Out of nowhere too! She literally couldn’t breathe, and was in tears! There was also some spot in the cabin, where everyone started to feel sick. Needless to say, the old hag wasn’t finished. Mish decides to take liquid sage, and sprays us all down. Then I follow Mish outside, and she’s spraying every doorway, window, and opening, basically telling that old hag to fuck off, and for good.
Still being a newbie in the paranormal field, I’ve never gotten an attachment... At least not yet. Nor, have I ever got affected so badly, to where I lost control over myself, my mind, or my body. But there are times where I’ve gotten over-whelmed with feeling, and emotion. It’s a given you’re a empath.
After we all comforted our buddy, who couldn’t breathe, I gave her one of my famous hugs. She then looks me in the eye, and asks “How do you do it? How are you remain so strong?”
“You just have to be a spiritual badass” I told her. “You have to be strong, and stand your ground.”
Then with a smirk on my face, I proceeded to give the finger towards the window, where the old hag was seen doing circles around the cabin. (Clearly the old hag was still pissed off.) We both chuckled, and my buddy was feeling better. She was still a little shaken, but at least now, she was smiling.
As for our buddy, who got attached, he’s doing better. It’s not something we bring up, but it’s something we definitely won't ever forget. I feel it’s also brought us all closer together. He was so apologetic that night, for having to put us through that. But we were just glad that he was ok. He’s also learned his lesson. We were all grateful that Mish was there that night, and we all hate to imagine what could of been if she wasn’t.
As for myself, as scary, and emotionally intense that night was... I’m also grateful for the experience. Because every experience is a learning opportunity, and learning opportunities are a chance to grow.
Plus now, I know the signs and symptoms of an attachment. I’ve witnessed how they’re removed, and I understand there’s different levels and intensities, of how attachments can be. I also understand how it affects everyone, in different ways, and what kind of power it takes to remove one. I’m sure there’ll come a day, where I’ll have to face something like this again... Possibly face something a lot worse. But it comes with being a paranormal investigator... And it’s only going to push me to become better and what I love to do.
