Why The Paranormal ?

I thought it might be worth posting a short explanation to how and why I now feel the need to investigate the paranormal. After all this isn't something that has come out of the blue, but has developed until I myself realised what I needed to do.

I have always questioned the world around me, wondered about the how and the when, even the why, things and events occurred. I guess I can thank my parents for that as they always gave us the gift of free thinking, self discovery and personal investigation. They never thrust upon us their views, religious or otherwise, but only encouraged us to question what was around us to come to our own conclusions. Well at least that is what I think they hoped for us, but for me that information has only now in my thirties been realised. I would be the first to admit that I have made mistakes and things in my life have not gone according to plan, but to be honest that has been in the majority, out of my control. More recently, it was these life events of mine which led me to see once again that nothing is black and white.

To give myself something else to work on and think about I returned to a passion of mine, which is writing. Hence the development of this Blog! However, after previous attempts to write fiction I have made the discovery that I quite enjoy discovering things. My interest in history returned to me, but this time with a twist of Paranormal.

The Paranormal has always interested me, at one point I was convinced there was a ghost outside my room. I was five years old and later my father proved that the footsteps of the ghost was actually hot water pipes. I then realised that the unexplainable, in some cases could be explained! My interest expanded and I read on the subject, but lacked any true evidence of paranormal existance! Until the day of my grandfathers funeral. I was sat down with my cousin, when she told me or I may have asked, but basically it came to light she could talk to the dead.

Skeptical I tested her medium abilities by asking her to describe the inside of my best mates house, who she didn't know or had met. To be fair she done this exactly right, but mentioned a painting above the sofa which was incorrect. However, she remained adament about the location and what the painting was of.

It wasn't until a while later when I ran the story passed my best mate that he confirmed when his grandfather was alive (the person my cousin spoke to) the picture my cousin described existed where she said it was. My cousin had been 100% correct.

I then realised the wider scope of the paranormal.

Following that my experiences were few and reduced to reading the odd book or story.

Until I moved to Coventry and got involved with my ex-girlfriend. Her mum had an interest in the Paranormal and even conducted a few EVP sessions when I was there. The results of which were minimal, inconclusive, but still a little spooky. She also introduced me to Tarrot cards and the theory of prediction. I don't think my ex liked the fact I was interested in her mum's weird hobby! Suffice to say the time I spent as a bystander in her mum and friends paranormal experiments have enlightened me slightly.

For the years whilst I was married my interest in the Paranormal was put on a back burner and even following my divorce I didn't really return. That was until recently, when my new girlfriend drew my attention back to the Paranormal though her interests. Which has lead me to Clophill and its local myths and stories of hauntings.

So, there it is, nothing special or dramatic, just a pure simple interest developed over time and exposure. Unfortunetly I was never haunted during my life and I don't recall signing up to do battle with evil deamons, but I do search for proof and the truth.

Well that's my angle, why not comment on this post and tell me yours?