A couple of weeks ago there was an oppurtunity to take my mother ghost hunting with a paranormal group in Northern Indiana. She’s heard me talking about encounters I’ve had through the years with the bizzare and unexplained, and wasn’t too eager to jump into the mix. At the same time however, she was curious as to just what goes into one of these “ghost hunts,” so she went with me.
The group we went with was Indiana Ghost Trackers Mishiana, a chapter of Indiana Ghost Trackers which is a state-wide ghost hunting organization. One of the awesome things about this organization is that members can visit other chapters territories to go ghost hunting, so as a South-Central IGT member I was able to join Mishiana’s group for July’s monthly public hunt. I grew up in the Mishiana area (Mishiana for those who don’t know is the area that ranges from Plymouth Indiana to Edwardsburg Michigan and covers South Bend, Mishawaka, and Elkhart Indiana- so the term “Mishiana” means “Michigan and Indiana”) yet had never ghost hunted in the region before.
To keep a long story short, we visited two Elkhart cemeteries and mom experienced a whole lot of paranormal action in one of them. Our group had two sensitives in it, mom had never met a real senstive before and was just amazed at how they worked, walking through the cemetery speaking in detail about the things they were seeing, hearing, and otherwise, well, sensing. In the first cemetery we visited one sensitive, I’ll dub her “Miss M,” indicated that she was hearing the voice of a man who also seemed to be on fire. He was quite mad and wanted our attention badly, as we approached the area I tripped over a headstone, it belonged to a Mr. Burns.
One sensitive, I’ll call her “Miss V” seemed to be on target that night, as soon as we hit the enterance into the second cemetery she said that there was a two year old boy ghost looking to play with us and that his name was Robby Craig. Fast forward to all the cars parked and me tripping over a headstone in the cemetery, that of Robert A. Craig age two. Spooky.
Then we got the cold spots.
As we the group was walking through the cemetery grounds it seems Robby really liked us, and followed us from place to place keeping his presence known with a twenty degree drop in temepture. Mom was just astounded having never encountered this phenomena before.
Later I introduced her to the parabolic ear…
Yes, it certainly was a special night for the family. Mom’s introducting into the world of the paranormal was an eventful one, yet not so overwhelming as to be scary. She’s interested in joining the Mishiana group now since her encounters that night sent her mind abuzz with questions.
And that’s what I like to see, more and more people asking questions as they enter the community.
