Archive for September, 2014


Film Review: Ghost Town

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Film Review: Ghost Town


If I had to pick the perfect Spiritualist movie this would be it. It is a romantic comedy so the energy of the film is positive and the message is heartwarming.

The film stars Ricky Gervais as a cranky dentist who has problems with all of his relationships. But he also “sees dead people,” and he likes the dead even less than the living if that is possible.
The catch phrase on the cover art is, “He sees dead people and they annoy him.”

Greg Kinnear plays a man who died suddenly before and wants to save his living wife (played endearingly by Tea Leoni) from a potentially bad romance. Greg and a number of other disembodied spirits want the more than reluctant Ricky to communicate with their living loved ones.

I won’t spoil it by telling you how it ends but I will say it is touching; it has much to teach us about life after death and our responsibility as mediums to those on both sides of the veil.

You may view the trailer here: Ghost Town

You might say, “Hey Dave this is Vintage Paranormal, why not review The Others, the ultimate Vintage Paranormal film?” The Others was excellent and Nicole Kidman was amazing but The Others is in the horror genre and I’d really like to separate mediumship and the principles of Spiritualism from the horror genre. Ghost Town does that by associating spiritual sensitivity with the positive energy of romantic comedy.

See it. You will laugh, it will leave you with something to consider, and if you are anything like me, it will become a favorite.

Much love,


Gerta Lestock

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Gerta Lestock


My first private reading in Lily Dale was with Gerta Lestock.
If you are like most people you have seen mediums and seances portrayed on television or in the movies but you’ve never actually gone to a medium or participated in a séance.

I may not be like most people in that mediums and the ability to contact those on the other side have been a fascination for as far back as I can remember. Nevertheless, I think, the most dramatic difference between the media portrayal of mediumship and the real thing is the atmosphere.

When you sit in a darkened theatre and watch a, usually, horror movie, the séance scene is frightening. And, if you listen to mainstream religious authorities they will enhance this media projected image by telling you that mediumship is a “gateway to hell” or that it will “open you up to demonic influence even demonic possession” (see The Exorcist).

But the first time you sit with a real medium, not a charlatan or a fraud but the real thing, a mediator between those you know and love on the other side and you, the first thing you will notice is the atmosphere of love and peace.

Sitting with a medium is like sitting in the vestibule of heaven because; guess what, you are sitting in the vestibule of heaven.

In Lily Dale I was surrounded by my spirit family 24/7, not that I am not always surrounded by them but in Lily Dale I could see them clearly with my mind’s eye and hear them with my mind’s ear. All the mediums did was confirm what I already knew.

By the way, no matter how proficient you are as a medium I think it helps to sit with other mediums. First, they will have insight that you will have missed. Second, they will have different gifts and observing how they use those gifts will expand and enhance your own. And finally those of us of “like mind” should support and encourage one another.

So I went to see Gerta, a famous medium among mediums though maybe not as famous with the general public as some like for instance Allison DuBois.

Every medium that I sat with privately recorded the session and gave me the cassette recording at the end of the session. I thought that was a nice gesture.

Another point I would like to make is that every medium I sat with in Lily Dale charged a considerably lesser fee than local mediums. This may be because of the volume of sitters in Lily Dale. A medium could read all day and all night long if she elected to do so. Locally the “traffic” isn’t quite as heavy. I do have an opinion about fees, by the way, and so does the National Spiritualist Association of Churches but this isn’t the time or the place to address that issue.

I want to tell you about Gerta.

She told me, “I am going to give you proof that your loved ones are still with you.”

I said, “I don’t need proof. I am already a believer.”

She said, “Giving proof is what a medium does.”

Almost immediately she began to describe my grandfather.
As I recall, in addition to a perfect description she offered his name.

Granddad asked me what I was doing in Lily Dale. He said, “I wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this.”

We both laughed.

Gerta said, “I like him.”

My grandfather was a likable man.
He had and still has a great sense of humor and he never took life quite as seriously as I do and he made it known that I take my life much too seriously. He was concerned because I am always out trying to “change the world” instead of enjoying life as it comes.

He told us that he watched my conventions in November.
I used to produce a convention each November. I no longer do that. He attributed that activity to my silly attempt to “change the world.” He told me I would never change the world but he admired that I wanted to try.

Another funny moment was when granddad gave Gerta the taste of charcoal in her mouth.
You should have seen her face.
It was as if he had actually placed a piece of charcoal in her mouth.

When Gerta asked him to explain he told the story of how he had been present for our father’s day celebration that year. I hosted and I rarely if ever grill but on this day everyone wanted hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill. My wife, believing that I would have trouble, purchased this gizmo that was supposed to make getting the charcoal lit easier. It was a tube. You placed paper in the bottom and the charcoal on top. Once you get a blaze you dump the charcoal into the grill.

Yes I know it sounds stupid.
That’s because it is.

So my dad and I are out on the back porch.
It won’t light.
It won’t light.

Finally we add a little lighter fluid to the self-igniting charcoal and …


The blaze was hot heavy and enormous.
The tube became too hot to handle.
I dropped it.
Blazing charcoal went everywhere.

My dad and I miraculously got it rounded up and into the grill.

Granddad said, “I saw you almost set your house ablaze with that stupid charcoal lighter.”

After dinner that day I moved the still warm grill into the garage where I intended to clean it after our company left.

The grill fell over and ashes went everywhere.

“I saw the mess you made in your garage,” Granddad said.

My grandfather, Gerta, and I were all sharing a good laugh by this time.

It is a funny story but most significantly it is a true story that only my father and I witnessed.
Yet somehow Gerta was sharing this story with me.
Because my grandfather was also there, he also witnessed it, and he was telling Gerta about it.

Is this proof of the continuity of life?
If that’s not proof then I don’t know what is.

The three of us shared a great deal more than that father’s day fiasco but it was all far too intimate to share on a public forum.

My grandfather gave Gerta insight into my personality that was downright embarrassing and Gerta had very little hesitation in sharing.
She was right on every score because my grandfather was the source of the insight.

I came away from that sitting astonished, admonished, taught, and with the proof that Gerta promised at the beginning.

Mediums provide proof.
It’s what we do.

Much love,


The Queen of Swords

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The Queen of Swords


Occasionally, in this blog, I like to do mediations on a particular card.
I do not intend for these meditations to be seen as interpretations let alone THE interpretation as if such a thing even existed.

The cards are conduits or stimulants of your higher intuitive sense.
The only “correct” interpretation is the one that works in the moment even if it has nothing at all to do with what you see depicted in the card.

Typically when sharing an image of a card on this forum I used the Rider-Waite-Smith not because it is my favorite deck but because it is in the public domain.

The Hanson-Roberts is my favorite deck and, in this case, I feel I must make an exception and share a Hanson-Roberts image.

The Rider-Waite-Smith simply doesn’t capture what the Hanson-Roberts succeeds in capturing and that is generally true of every card in the deck. For me the Hanson-Roberts is elegant and beautiful beyond compare.

This is the Hanson-Roberts Queen of Swords:

The Queen of Swords is a card of the minor arcana.

In general the swords are associated with air.
Swords often but not always relate to our thoughts or intellect but they can also speak to us about choice, volition, or discernment.

The queen generally but not always stands for creativity

Hanson-Roberts uses color like no other deck I have ever seen.
The colors of the Queen of Swords are gray.
There is a cloudiness, a sadness that strikes me immediately when I look at the card like the melancholy of a cloudy quiet day.

The Queen herself is beautiful but also sad.
I find myself continually drawn to her, a resonance like that experienced with a stranger that I immediately “click” with.

She holds her sword up as if to protect herself, as if she has had horrible experiences in her past that have caused her to be remote and defensive and yet her other hand is extended as if welcoming company.

Those of us who live with hurt often stay to ourselves.
Our sword is often up to protect us and yet we too long for meaningful relationships that won’t cause us pain.

On the other hand, only those acquainted with sorrow can effectively reach out to the sorrowful and this is what our Queen is doing and this is what our Queen urges us to do.

Keep your guard up but reach out.

She is wearing a steel helmet.
She protects her thoughts and memories.
She does not cast her pearls before swine.
She does not wear her heart on her sleeve.
She is not an “open book” by any means but as a Queen her experience and wisdom is rich and if you will heed her call to come to her, she will share her wisdom with you in due time, in her time.

She is intensely private, she is immensely sad, but her hand is extended to you in love, love that was refined in the harsh furnace of a difficult life, wisdom that was refined in the furnace of sorrow.

The gleam on her sword tells me that she is in tune with the divine within her, that her wisdom comes from divine inspiration.

This Queen is an elegant and beautiful woman and the card speaks well of the unique qualities of the Hanson-Roberts Tarot.

Much love and many blessings,