Britain’s green and pleasant land has within its 80,823 square miles many ancient castles and ruined abbeys. For the past fifteen years or so my wife Mary and I have been conducting a series of psychic investigations into these antiquated buildings and ruins. The aim of our enquiries has been to ascertain if evidence exists of:
- A) Any supernatural or paranormal phenomena reported anecdotally.
- B) Any violent historical incidents that may have had a distorting effect on the atmosphere of the area.
- C) Any internalised psychometric memory existing within the fabric, the stones of the building.
- D) Any discarnate spiritual presence evidenced by psychic/mediumistic means.
Let me first explain our modus operandi, our method of conducting what we term as a Psychometric Investigation. Initially we locate a site that we believe has the potential to provide factual evidence of anomalous phenomena. For example my wife will research information on a certain site, i.e. a castle. Often there will be written documents, newspaper features or maybe books, detailing the history of the buildings and area. Frequently, where there are local stories of supernatural encounters these will have been recorded and are available online or in a library. Mary compiles a brief written report which will normally include copies of reported sightings etc. Then, having considered the material and concluded that this is a potentially promising site we set out a plan of action to attend the location and if necessary book a hotel. I have my own scientific equipment:
- Electronic laser temperature gauge.
- 3D Camcorder.
- High Megapixel Camera
- My personal psychic powers.
The plan is usually to arrive in the vicinity of the site the day prior to the investigation and take an early night so we are both rested and ready. The initial research notes will already have been prepared and exact sites of previously reported paranormal encounters noted. Let me now give you an example of one recent Psychometric Investigation undertaken by Mary and I.
Late in the month of February 2018 we set off to conduct an investigation into Glastonbury Abbey in the county of Somerset UK. Glastonbury is noted for its mythology associated with King Arthur and Joseph of Arimathea, among others. One of the numerous legends surrounding the area is that The Holy Grail was buried there. Noted ancient historians, such as The Venerable Bede, recorded the story of Joseph of Arimathea sinking his staff into the earth where is grew into a thorn tree which is reputedly now located within the grounds of the Abbey. Inside the Abbey there lies what is believed by some to be the tomb of the legendary King Arthur and his wife Guinivere. The area around the Glastonbury Tor (a large hill close by the town with an ancient stone chapel on the crest) has long been considered to be a portal between this material world and the underworld. The legendary character King Gwyn, reputedly conversed with the Fairy Folk there and controlled the entrance into the land of the dead. Having all these notes and maps to consider, carefully prepared by my trusty assistant and wife Mary, I was definitely looking forward to this investigation.
The entrance to the Abbey at Glastonbury is through an ancient stone gate in the middle of the town. There is around this sheltered entry an almost ethereal tranquillity that stills the madding crowd and calms the spirit as one proceeds along the shadowed path. Once within the walls a silent stillness seemed to grip and questions I had in mind to speak remained unspoken. Mary was by my side taking the photographs, snowdrops peeped from the dew dripping grass of the long ago gardens and in a old wide budding tree a robin redbreast sang its eternal song. A tall aged cross stood stark against the ancient ruined stone exterior of the Abbey bringing quickly to mind that this was a place of Christian worship hallowed over two thousand years.
It is a matter of record that in the year 1907 one Patrick Bligh-Bond was brought in to explore and excavate the ruins of the Abbey. Bligh-Bond was an archaeologist and during his explorations he uncovered the remains of two previously undiscovered chapels and many other objects dating back over a thousand years. Initially the church was delighted with his expertise until, in the year 1916, Bligh-Bond published a book ‘Gates of Remembrance’ in which he explained that he located the lost chapels with the aid of his close friend Mr. John Bartlett who had used his powers as a medium to locate the chapels. It seemed that, according to Bligh-Bond, the ghosts of long dead monks had guided him. This revelation created great discontent with church authorities and they promptly dismissed him despite his incredible discoveries.
On the day I visited Glastonbury Abbey I stood in reverent silence with my wife Mary beside what is stated on a plaque to be The Tomb of King Arthur. Opening my mind to receive what I sincerely hoped would be communication from some discarnate soul lingering in the Abbey I heard only a remembered voice echoing in my mind ‘I blow my nose at you so called Arthur King, you and all your silly English knigggits……you’re mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!’ Yes dear reader I was recalling Monty Python and The Holy Grail. I could not help laughing out loud at that recollection, which caused a number of others standing close by to stare at me as if I had lost my marbles.
Mary rather swiftly hurried me away from the tomb and the staring eyes. A little deeper into the area inside what is known as The Lady Chapel within the Abbey I experienced a moment of what I term ‘encountering’ I used the laser temperature gauge, to check for any detectable cold spots. Just before what would have been the altar my temperature gauge registered a drop of three degrees. Approaching that area I heard what I knew to be chanting, like a Gregorian chant, ‘Sanctus Deius Domina’ it was brief but distinct. Mary was beside me but when I asked she had heard nothing. On checking her notes I found that there had been previous sightings and spirit connections in that area of the Abbey.
Next Mary took me to the entry into the main chapel where I began the practice of psychometry. The ancient stones of Glastonbury Abbey resonate with a definite almost tangible vibration. I placed my hands palm to surface in many places and found that I was able to ‘see’ visions of the past history of the place. These I saw not as materialised entities but playing before my eyes almost like a small television screen. Monks moving in long lines, incense burners, candles flickering and in that magical moment I experienced a feeling of infinite peace.
Mary and I will be undertaking many more Psychometric Investigations
and will share them here with you. Hope you enjoyed my account of investigating Glastonbury Abbey.