Being an empath and a paranormal investigator can be tough. Then add post cognitive to the pot and man, what a mix! When we investigate somewhere that has experienced something traumatic or a major event, I often times get very sick and pick up on it. Sometimes I actually will not only see or hear things but also smell and taste it.
There have been times just on a normal day I have walked past somewhere and a major post cognitive experience.
My daughter and I walk pretty much every morning. One morning when we headed out a felt a little “off”. We passed a vacant lot where a house once stood and we have passed dozens of times, but this particular day I saw something. I got extremely nauseous and when I looked to my right I saw a man with a bullet hole in his head. I stayed calm not to startle my daughter but it was everything I could do to keep from being sick. All of a sudden I hear my 3 year old say, “ Mommy, look. That man has a booboo on his head. We need to get him a band aid.” I told her we would get home one and kept walking and she got distracted by cats playing in someone’s yard.
Through the years of genealogy research and tracing my family back hundreds of years, these abilities seem to run in my family in my mother’s side....but only with the ladies.
At least on an Investigation I try to be prepared for things, but on a daily basis I’ve learned to start taking more precautions for myself, and now my daughter.
Happy Hauntings,
Jamie Pearce
Author/Founder of Historic Haunts Investigations
There have been times just on a normal day I have walked past somewhere and a major post cognitive experience.
My daughter and I walk pretty much every morning. One morning when we headed out a felt a little “off”. We passed a vacant lot where a house once stood and we have passed dozens of times, but this particular day I saw something. I got extremely nauseous and when I looked to my right I saw a man with a bullet hole in his head. I stayed calm not to startle my daughter but it was everything I could do to keep from being sick. All of a sudden I hear my 3 year old say, “ Mommy, look. That man has a booboo on his head. We need to get him a band aid.” I told her we would get home one and kept walking and she got distracted by cats playing in someone’s yard.
Through the years of genealogy research and tracing my family back hundreds of years, these abilities seem to run in my family in my mother’s side....but only with the ladies.
At least on an Investigation I try to be prepared for things, but on a daily basis I’ve learned to start taking more precautions for myself, and now my daughter.
Happy Hauntings,
Jamie Pearce
Author/Founder of Historic Haunts Investigations
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