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On this website I post supposed conversations between me and Ancient Romans. The conversations are "channeled". This means that I am supposedly using my mental powers to reach beyond the normal range of what humans can hear, see, feel and touch. It also means that the spirits of the dead are still intact and available somewhere, and that they can be communicated with mentally.
DO SPIRITS EXIST?
I have plenty of evidence that spirits do indeed exist, based on experiences in my personal life. This is not evidence however that can be put into a test tube or run through a machine to convince scientists. But me and my family know that it is real. I have countless of examples, here are some of them:
When family members die, they come to talk to me in spirit. In one case I knew that a family member had died before I had been told, in another case I knew before anyone else knew. I was living in the United States and my family was in Sweden. I had not spoken to my family back home for a while. My mother's sister, my aunt Eeva came to talk to me in spirit while I was working in the laboratory. She told me how she was now finally in paradise! I called my mom in Sweden and told her that Eeva had come to me in spirit and must have died. That is when my mom told me that yes it was true, and only then did I learn from mom about Eeva's long time with health problems.
I had a vivid dream that my uncle had died. I don't have such type of dreams normally. I woke up and told my mother that my uncle has died. She tried to reach him on the phone and couldn't and we learned that he had died. He died suddenly without any known time of illness or health problem. He had died that same night or only a few nights before.
I am not only counting the hits and forgetting any misses. It has never happened that I have been contacted by a spirit who then turns out, he or she is still living. Nor have I described historical events or past events or people incorrectly.
One day I got the most vivid image of my mother's ex husband in such a way as not before, I knew that his spirit was reaching through to me. We didn't know it then, that he had died suddenly without any time of illness. He had died probably that same day, based on what the coroner said.
I was standing on the balcony looking toward the lake and I described to my family over and over about the "murder scene" over there. I saw precisely where it was, the exact path by the lake and the naked dead woman in the ditch. "There is a murderer there, we cannot go there", I kept repeating out loud. It is not a lake where murders tend to happen. I think it was the very next day when the local newspaper had a photograph, showing that exact same path by the lake and from the exact same angle as I had seen (out of hundreds if not thousands of paths and photograph angles), and two women had supposedly committed suicide there, a mother and her daughter. I still think they were murdered.
When I visit places I see historical events and talk to the spirits that I see. Many times, too many to list all of them here, I accurately describe events from the past which have left no visible clues to this day. I seem to never be wrong when I describe historical sites.
Such as driving in a small American town I start mumbling out loud repeatedly and can't stop talking about "the gold mine" that was here, because a ghost is telling me about it. There are no signs of a gold mine. A few miles up the road there is in fact a gold mine.
We drive through a forested area in the United States in South Carolina or North Carolina and I start seeing and describing the war that Americans had against Britain for independence. I talk to one young man's spirit who talks about "Ma and Pa" and about the rabbits they shot and ate and I see scenes from the war. My boyfriend who was driving tells me that yes indeed that war happened right here in this very exact spot in the forest, though there are no signs or marks of it there today.
There are countless more "ghost stories". I am very good at seeing crime scenes, accidents, historical events, the past, ghosts, and talking to the spirits about their life. Time and time again my spirit contacts are verified accurate. It is not possible to randomly imagine scenes and to have them accurate in detail.
I also reveal family secrets by talking to my ancestors. I can describe my dead ancestors whom I never met down to every detail, to what they wore, how they spoke, what they did, their unique quirks and gestures. I talked to my mother's deceased first man and learned what my mother has always kept a secret, that this man was very abusive toward her, I was even able to give specifics that would have been hard for anyone to guess. Mom has always only talked about him fondly and with much love, yet when I told her the things that I saw and felt about this man in spirit, mom confessed to it all.
My favorite family mystery is that when I had talked to my father's dead mom's spirit I became curious about my father's father. My family both from mom's and dad's side are from Finland, but when I was contacting my father's father, I find a gypsie man, clearly and undoubtedly. So I learn from the spirit side that my father's father was a gypsie. Finland has had for a long time some gypsie population, and the native pale Finnish and the dark gypsies traditionally used to keep separate, they had different cultures and background and also the Finnish I think used to discriminate against them. The Finnish population at least a few generations back used to consider gypsies as untrustworthy and thieves and scammers. Intermarrying would have been considered a scandal by the native Finnish, back then anyway. Me on the other hand I grew up in the 1990's and I played with lots of "gypsie" friends as a child so times have changed.
(I am now back on this page proofreading it, and my granddad's spirit tells me, "Minun nimi oli Markku", that his name was Markku.)
When I saw the gypsie man as my father's father, everything clicked. Finally I knew why my father looked Egyptian. My daddy was very dark even for a Finnish man. He had dark brown or black hair and dark eyes and dark skin. When he came back from vacations overseas his skin was like a person from India or Egypt. Even his son, who is my half brother, looks Egyptian like he. Yet, we were always told that dad is just Finnish. Some Finnish men from further south of Finland are darker, but daddy just always looked so exotic and Egyptian. So finally I had figured it out! This in itself was evidence that dad's father was a gypsie and that my spirit channeling is true, because it just fell into place. But when I told mom, mom then told me how dad's mom used to have a frantic fear of "gypsies" and mom said that more things fell into place too. However, dad's spirit tells me that his mother would have been raped by this man, so it is also a family tragedy. A Finnish family from a few generations back would have never dared to admit that a child was fathered by a gypsie! It would have been a tremendous shame! People could sort of "get away with it" since some Finnish people are darker from the south. But I know my granddad was a gypsie, and I love having that exotic part in my family heritage.
Even now as I write of him, my granddad gypsie is with me in spirit. He is a tremendously happy guy. I have told him I love him and that I am glad to know about him. He looks a lot like my dad, that same dark "Egyptian" exotic look to him. He tells me now that he used to hide in the potato cellar. In Finland people had a separate building outdoors where they kept potatoes in the cool. I ask him why he hid there. He says that he was afraid of the white people, and he uses the same word for white people that gypsies still in the 1990's used, "kaaleita", meaning pale. I ask him why he was afraid of them. He becomes serious, and says, that well they - the gypsies - were not welcome there. Are you my granddad, I ask him. He gets very happy and says in Finnish a greetings to me. Hi granddad, I say to him. He says he had come there to work on the potato fields. Gypsies used to work for "white people" in Finland for a time and then move on. They traveled a lot and did small jobs for "white people", so this is not an unlikely story. I hope he didn't rape my grandmum, but my mother says that grandmum was very afraid of gypsies, and my dad's spirit said that is how it happened, so it is a tragedy. Still, I am happy about my father and even my granddad. They are my family regardless. He says that he still hides in the potato cellar, my granddad the gypsie says. He is still hiding in the potato cellar. He says he was afraid of the "kaaleita".
He is a very handsome man, he looks so much like my dad, except my dad inherited a rounder face and body from his mom. My granddad looks very exotic and Egyptian. He is such a happy and cheerful guy. He reminds me heaps of my own dad actually.
HOW DO I CHANNEL?
To connect with a spirit I need to know a little bit of something about them. It can be their name, or a picture. I don't like to know any details about their lives, because I like to check my channeling against those details afterwards to check my work. Also if I know details about a person, then it can bother me because then when the spirit chooses not to talk about that which they were most known for in history, then it bothers me. So I like to leave it open and let the spirits decide how they describe themselves.
My granddad gypsie now tells me that he did not know that my father was his son, and he uses my father's name. He asks me, was he his father. I tell him that he was. You are my grandfather, I tell him. He becomes very happy and tells me "No, Serkku!", which means well, hello! He says that he took care of their potato field. And that sometimes he used to go fishing. This man that I see in spirit looks incredibly much like my dad. He says now that he didn't take their beer. He says that he didn't take (steal) anything from them. He has the same eyes as my father, when my father's eyes moved, this man's eyes do the same. He says that he didn't know that my father was his son. He says that he took too much beer. He says that he was drunk, meaning when he conceived the child. He says that he took too much beer, he seems remorseful. I tell him that I am happy that he is my granddad, that I love him. He gets happy and sarcastically says, that oh well he won't jump into the well then!, kind of jokingly as if someone who is sad would jump into the well to end their life, his way of saying that he is happy. He talks about the potato fields he took care of there. Potato was one of Finland's absolute most important crops a few generations back, when people were more reliant on growing their own food, and for long periods people only had potatoes to eat and nothing else. He looks a lot like my dad! I am so happy! He tells me that he did not attend the church. He says that he was not welcome there. But, that he prayed anyway. He prayed for his own life, and for his family. He just never knew, that people like me would have been a part of his family. Now, he will pray for me too!, he cheerfully says. He likes to know about me. He also used to get water from the well for the white family he was helping. He looks at me. It is almost like my own father looking at me, the skin color, the face is the same. Such a handsome man. I learn that some white men were trying to kill him. So he hides and he was afraid of the white men. He says that at first he meant to jump into the well, I don't know if he means to hide or to kill himself. He is very giggly, I must have inherited that from my granddad because I'm always laughing and giggling just like he is.
When I want to contact a spirit to do a channeling, all I need is to know the feeling of a "signature" of them, to get a feeling for the person, and it is sometimes enough with the name or if I have a picture. As I am getting better and better at it, a name is often enough. Then it instantly and quickly connects us together. Often too easily, because as soon as I even think about maybe talking to a spirit, then there he or she is, before I am ready, or when I don't have the energy to write it all down.
I see a mental image of the spirit, a picture of them and their surroundings. This image can vary in how clear it is. Sometimes the image seems to come into my room and then it can be a bit scary, then it has that scary ghost vibe about it. The worst was when I channeled the famous snowman whose body was found preserved in the mountains, I won't even say his name because it brings him to me, he manifested almost in person into my room and the feeling was so frightening I was really scared. Quintus Hortensius Hortalus is one who made another very clear apparition, but luckily he was not scary instead I fell in love with his manly charm. To be clear, yes I fell in love with Quintus Hortensius Hortalus.
I can also smell the ghosts sometimes. Like Pompeius who had some body odor at times when I see his spirit when he has been out and about. Some spirits like Nero smell fragrant like soap, of course because in that image he had washed. Sometimes the spirits are so clearly with me that it is almost as if I could reach my fingers to them and touch their face. I have had that with Julius Caesar and Quintus Hortensius Hortalus, I could feel their living body and flesh and nearly touch them and I could smell the fragrance of their skin. As if the veil of time that is between us had become so thin that it could almost be broken.
I can hear sounds from the spirits too, such as the teenage boyish laughter of Marcus Junius Brutus with his voice that was breaking between boy and man, and that contained all of his emotions and pains. But the normal dialogue that I get from them is not something that I hear in sounds, it is more like a stream of electrical information and I know what the words are.
I just bring my attention lightly to the spirit I want to channel, and it connects me instantly to them, too easily sometimes in fact because I am often not prepared with pens or paper or energy or time to write it all down, or if I change my mind it is already too late since they are here.
I sit by the computer, hopefully, and I write down what I say to them and what I hear the spirit say to me, and I also write down comments about other observations that I make. I write very quickly, thankfully. Last time I counted with a software program and that was more than ten years ago, I could type 9.2 characters per second, so my typing is almost as fast as the stream of thoughts, but it happens sometimes that I cannot keep up with the speech and I have to ask the spirit to wait a moment, or I make a note that I wasn't able to keep up and that some words ended up not written.
Sometimes the computer is not logged on so I have to write by hand, but my hand quickly begins to hurt if I do that. I can write something like 20-30 Word pages or more on the computer in a single sitting. You can forget about me sitting there and making up the stories myself, because that would take too long time. I write quickly and in a steady fast flow, there are no pauses to think or to reflect over what I am writing. I am often eager to go back and read a channeled conversation that I wrote down because it is the first time I can really see what got written there, because it all happens too fast for me to reflect on details.
I can get very exhausted after channeling too long or for too many days in a sequence. After the channeling with Marcus Junius Brutus I got bad headaches from it and became very drained of energy and it can take me many hours to recover, which just means that I feel exhausted and have to rest and lie down for hours. So it does take energy, it's not just the typing that does it but the conversation itself, the mental work of receiving the information. Some sprits are also draining to talk to. Brutus was more emotional than many others, and maybe when I was feeling his emotions it was using some of my own energy to manifest that experience.
Channeling is something I was always able to do. Even as a little girl I could see spirits and past events, and I feared going into places where I could see that something bad had happened. Because I see crime scenes and feel the victims clearly, and for a little girl that is horrific to go through. Channeling simply means that I choose to reach out to a ghost to talk to them, one who would not otherwise have come to me on its own.
Ever since Pompeius Magnus came to me in spirit, I have taken an interest in channeling historical figures. Ancient Romans ended up being my favorites to talk to, their world is just so exotic and marvellous to enter into, I find myself missing it sometimes when I do not channel them for a while. I also sometimes miss talking to Sulla so I contact him from time to time, I think he and I we like to talk to each other. I love the way the Romans paint the world as a place where real gods resided in the sky. I love how they let me live in their world, when they talk to me about their religion, and how it makes the gods real to me then. The gods in the sea, the gods in the sky.
I have also channeled many other historical figures, ranging from Hitler, Napoleon Bonaparte, Princess Diana, Anna Nicole Smith, and Michael Jackson who made contact with me himself (when I thought of him). I will also be writing a whole other chapter to my website dedicated to my many many channelings with human ancestors, the Neanderthals, prehistoric humans, also Vikings, Wolfman who was one of them who built Stonehenge, these channelings have already been made I just need to format and polish them and write a website for them, it is really exciting!
Neanderthals and Ancient Romans end up always being my favorites to channel that I return to time and time again. I have tried channeling the Ancient Greeks, but their aversion to talking to women presents a barrier that is difficult to get past, a cultural barrier I mean. I have channeled plenty of Ancient Egyptians too, and their stories are also interesting, and need to be formatted and posted too.
To channel takes me many hours per chapter or interview with a person. It then takes me many more hours to format the text, which means that I edit it to make it look more presentable than just a long stream of text. But this is a labor of love. Of course I hope that people will be buying my eBooks which become available soon, but I am not channeling for money, I channel because I can, and because I want to share this experience of entering the world of the past!
WHAT DO THE SPIRITS EXPERIENCE?
What is the spirit's experience to be dead on the other side and to be channeled by me? Now and then the spirits I channel talk to me about their death and about being dead. It seems that they know that they are dead. In my experience, spirits can stay in a life-like experience for as long as they want, or they can choose to dissolve and go into the light. Spirits get to revisit places and events that they have lived, to think about these places, to relive them, to process their traumas and emotions, or even to enjoy foods. Often a spirit talks to me about the problems they had. It is often possible to work like a therapist to the spirit and by discussions talk them into solving their emotional problems and then they let go of their problems and go into the light.
When a spirit thinks about a place, it brings them to that place, or it manifests that place around them. I find the spirit of Nero often on a boat at sea, because he enjoyed being out at sea. Julius Caesar is most of the time inside the temple of Jupiter, or I find him in the basement planning for a military operation and looking at a map that is on a table. Marcus Junius Brutus took me back to the fighting arena where he told me about some of his experiences.
When I connect to a spirit, they become aware of me. So it is not that I am simply tapping into their experience of themself. It becomes a dialogue, an interaction. They always know that I am a woman, so I am assuming that they can see me. What is interesting is that they seem to almost always, unless always, interpret the way that they see me so that it makes sense from their context. I often see myself in their thoughts, the way that they are seeing me, and in that image I do not look like me, instead they see me as a contemporary woman dressed in something a woman of their time would wear. They also do not seem to see me in my own room here in my time, but as if I were a woman of their contemporary time that is there with them in the location they are in.
Often a Roman man I channel sees me as a Roman slave woman who is there with them, and they assume that I have come to pour them some wine. On a very rare occasion the spirit can see me in my room, but I also suspect that "spirit beings" are guarding them from the shock of seeing the year 2015 with all of our inventions and things.
But sometimes they seem to see me as I am. The Roman men often comment on how my hair is short and they ask me about that and call me a disdain of a woman or slave, since women who were slaves had their heads shaved if they did something very wrong. And they comment on my clothes that are wrong. I would like to dress up as a Roman noble woman when I channel them, it would make things easier.
They hear my thoughts in the channeling, and I hear their thoughts when they respond to me. So we can have clear two-way dialogue.
Sometimes they interpret my presence with them to mean that I am a contemporary woman from their time, the Roman men typically then think that I am a "harbor slut" or a slave servant. Other times, the Romans I channel realize that they can hear me but that they cannot see me present with them, and since it seems to them that I am whispering to them from some distant location, they conclude that I am the wind gods speaking to them.
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