I walked the grounds of Wyoming Frontier Prison Museum this past week. The overgrown grounds of a place of incarcerations past. It was eerily quiet beyond silent.
A place where the vibration reminded me that much sadness took place here, and yet it was gorgeous in a haunting sort of way. People were housed here, horse thieves, murderers, crimes in history many inmates whose lives ended at execution. These stories floated on the Wyoming winds as they rustled through the trees and the climbing foliage of the Penitentiary.
I walked with my friend, who lives directly across the street. She talks of a guard marching the catwalk that runs the perimeter of the prison wall. It is eerily so because our officer is no longer alive. The fortress has been closed since 1981. The grass is green and unkempt. The vines are dying in places. No one has pulled them to create regrowth. Movies have been filmed here tours have been given. The protector continues the wall’s length, even after the doors have been closed and the locked-down has moved away.
Is this real? Do I have to ask?
Do the dead return to this earth, are they here to remind us of days gone by, do they come to give us a message? I believe it is true!
But what is the message? Clomp. Clomp, clomp is the sound as his boots hit the stone wall. Is it to remind us never to forget?
What are your thoughts? I walk away in awe as I almost feel the clang of a cell door
I would like to hear your thoughts – find the lesson, it will be different for everyone.
Cathy Lee Thornton is a spiritual intuitive, blog author, and a retired RN, as well as a successful businesswoman. Cathy graduated as an RN from New York Regents and worked psyche and was a prison nurse for over thirty years until she retired in 2018. Time in the nursing field, coupled with her spiritual belief and her ability as spiritual intuitive, has made it easy for Cathy to read, see, and feel the energy that is not visible to the human eye. Cathy is a no-nonsense gal who approaches life with humor and sarcasm.
2 thoughts on “Do You Believe in Ghosts?”
I’m in Tillamook Oregon, taking care of a long time friend that’s health is failing her. Last fall her father died.
I came to help her disperse his house so she can move on herself. I was taking a few trips back and forth from the kitchen, washroom, to garage
On about the 3rd trip the radio in the wash room came on. Mostly just static…… but it was on. Couldn’t be set to come on at any special time because the clock was flashing 12:00
from the power being pulled.
I said hi….. its Charlene…
Just hoping Sheryl out here, I hope its ok.
I have many stories like this one. This is just the most currant.
That is fascinating. Would love to hear more stories like these. I do believe in spirits and those we love coming to visit