Whaley House - Old Town San Diego

7/25/2020

The above two pictures on the left where taken on my very first visit to the Whaley House. I was unaware of this museum being one of the most haunted places in America. As I was there for the interest of genealogy research for a family member who is a Whaley. It was only a short time before I had my first experience as I stood in the Courtroom of the home and there was an overwhelming aroma of cigar smoke in the air, which I came to discover that it was a common experience from what is believed to be from Thomas Whaley making his presence known.

The picture on the lower left has what appears to be a man’s face looking inward from the right side of the glass pane of the window. Can you see him?

The two photos on the right were taken more recently as you might be able to tell if you have ever been to the Whaley House in Old Town San Diego.

Since my first visit, the house of the Whaley family home has been updated and refurbished but never disappoints. We have always come home with personal experiences and stories to share. A wonderful day or weekend trip with quaint shops and restaurants to please the palate.

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Carol

As early as my young childhood I remember always being curious about the supernatural, paranormal, and mysticism in general. I seemed to be drawn with curiosity about the unseen, or what one would term as the occult.

That seems to be such a scary word. It is only the mystery behind the magic of an unexplainable, unbelievable, universe of possibilities through faith and practices.

Growing up believing in God and attending church services and the youth groups, which I loved. That still did not stop me from experiencing unexplainable happenings in my youth.

I was experiencing visitations, hearing direct voice phenomena, along with some astral traveling and I had no answers and no one to ask. So, my curiosity set me on my quest to find knowledge and understanding for these unexplainable occurrences happening in my life.

As time had passed, I came to find out that my grandmother had told family members that I “had the gift”. This was not revealed to me until long after her death and I was now in my middle ages of life.

Apparently, the so-called gift had run in my family. What was funny about this was that I had already begun offering spiritual psychic readings and was known as a psychic medium and had followed my path to become an ordained spiritualist minister.

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