Rug Scryings
True story: We arrived at the Mount Shasta City KOA (campground) exhausted from the long drive from Seattle through rain and fog. We rented their deluxe cabin which had a shower bath. At 11pm I got up to use the bathroom and was astonished to see in the furry brown floormat a precise image of a woman's face. She was wearing 1840s style womens' clothing--a bonnet and ruffled lace collar that came down in ribbons. Her face though looked a bit like a mummy's in that the skin was shrunken. I immediately wondered if she had come during the Gold Rush and died a sad death and was trying to get my attention. My brother-in-law had taken a shower earlier and I presume the indentations were where his wet feet had stepped. At 1 am I decided I should try to photograph the face. But then I saw nothing. I took photos anyway. They turned out in some cases mysteriously blurry. I have turned two of those into abstract art pieces through color and exposure options. The others I put forth so others may scry as I have done. I did see a face in one but it now looked masculine and not nearly so precise as the phantom Gold Rush woman.
See:
theoraclestar.com/2010/08/mt-shasta-history/
www.ghosttowns.com/states/ca/shasta.html
www.uvm.edu/landscape/dating/clothing_and_hair/1870s_clot...
Rug Scryings
True story: We arrived at the Mount Shasta City KOA (campground) exhausted from the long drive from Seattle through rain and fog. We rented their deluxe cabin which had a shower bath. At 11pm I got up to use the bathroom and was astonished to see in the furry brown floormat a precise image of a woman's face. She was wearing 1840s style womens' clothing--a bonnet and ruffled lace collar that came down in ribbons. Her face though looked a bit like a mummy's in that the skin was shrunken. I immediately wondered if she had come during the Gold Rush and died a sad death and was trying to get my attention. My brother-in-law had taken a shower earlier and I presume the indentations were where his wet feet had stepped. At 1 am I decided I should try to photograph the face. But then I saw nothing. I took photos anyway. They turned out in some cases mysteriously blurry. I have turned two of those into abstract art pieces through color and exposure options. The others I put forth so others may scry as I have done. I did see a face in one but it now looked masculine and not nearly so precise as the phantom Gold Rush woman.
See:
theoraclestar.com/2010/08/mt-shasta-history/
www.ghosttowns.com/states/ca/shasta.html
www.uvm.edu/landscape/dating/clothing_and_hair/1870s_clot...