Is this ectoplasm ?

The last version of this photo I posted had a filter. This original one hadnt. Again if you look to the far left just below half way down you can see a white cloud type billowing along obscuring a tree trunk and settling in a hollow below. If you view this on a lap top and zoom in then its very clear this is something very strange. What is this wandering substance ? 

When I posted my mistake about the leaf ( someone commented on my fb that it looked like a duck ) I knew and have always suspected there was something over there. When I try do something meaningful in the yard a gusty annoying wind gets up. Other people have noticed this annoying trait to as it happens and passes by so quickly and obviously.

Im now wondering what else I may capture on film. Well at least my new neighbour isnt around at the moment ! 

For the use of whatever ghosts choose to inhabit it ?

This Birch tree blew down in spring 2020 in a field belonging to Whernside Manor and at the time it felt profound. Wind is funnelled at high speed round the back of this building and I guess the tree was rotten inside resulting its dramatic fall. An interesting fact is that lambs with their mothers in lambing time will not thrive in this field. We used to have free use of this field when the last owners were here, but gave up doing so after so many problems. The same can be said for another field, one that we own that borders the property at one corner. We gave up feeding the sheep in winter in that corner as they started to waste away and loose weight. Once we started to feed them a short distance away they recovered.

 Not quite as pretty a view as the front, in fact a different face altogether and the very picture of menace and decay. It wont look this way for long given the wealthy honeymoon couple have plans, big plans. It will be nice to look back on this photo some day. I hesitate to say this but there is some very strange white mists on the left half way down the photo. It appears to be moving over a fence and from one field to another. Well it isnt a leaf..lol 

 

Spot the Bronte ?

Some of todays filming next door...

Im not a fan of horses but these two were just beautiful.

 

The next chapter

 Im in a melacholy mood tonight. The clocks are going forward and lighter nights herald the coming of spring, as does the start of lambing time on the farm. I was sad to learn my nieghbour has sold her " mansion " and has suddenly moved away. She had an understanding of the subjects in this blog and often gave me insights into her thinking. It was nice thinking she lived just next door as this area can be very lonely. There are some lyrics that come to mind from a Garbage song about how everyone " has died, moved on or just forgot to stay " In her place we now have a couple of " means " as in he is a finacial consultant and she an editor. No doubt they will throw a mountain of money at the old house. I hope they have strong nerves...lol That reminds me that one former interested party was an organization that wanted a property for people with mental disturbances in which they could relax and recover. I dont think that would have worked out well !

This week on monday morning at 7am sharp the film crew carpenters and workmen arrived. Cue a powerful bandsaw and a generator as big as car thats running 24hours a day. A memeber of the production crew came to see me. Interestingly a feature film is being made and not a mini series for Netfix as was the rumour. Incredibly the woman in charge of filming did not know the buildings history and rumoured connections to Wuthering Hieghts ?! It was all a strange coincedence... Like im buying that, come on !

This has been a while coming...

 Everything ive written on here has been leading up to this moment. These past happenings have been symptoms of a coming truth, and that truth when spoken or written just sounds like madness. And here is the problem with the future of this blog. The things i have to report are going to sound unreal or made up unless you already know the truth , in which  case you will find these new awareness's seem passe.

I wrote in my last post about how my body was moved when i surrendered to an unseen static force. As of this weekend this force has been moving my arm in an out stretched manor  ( no pun intended ) and pointing toward a large manor house next door. This has happened twice today. As you may already know this house is highly likely to be the inspiration behind the novel Wuthering Heights. As an experiment and to test for triggers i let my mind focus on key names in the novel. Of several there was only one that produced a force to move my arm and that was the name Earnshaw. Even more strangely the person who owns the house told me she was currently using a solicitor with the same surname ! 

So it appears i am channeling a force that responds to the name Earnshaw and that the house next door should be high on my list of attentions right now. Is this entity a product of the novel ? Is this someone from the past on whom the novels character was based ? Am i deluding myself into these movements ? They feel very static based and happen in slow jerky movements. Once my arm has pointed it returns slowly to my side and them ceases to feel anything odd. I would like to say im stood upright when this happens ( so much more dramatic ) but i am lying in bed in a relaxed state. Should i even be writing about this ?

The Tyranny of Black ?

At what point would you start to view, and I stress start to view a race in a negative light, or one of wary suspicion ? After one incident...or two ? The answer to this question obviously depends on your surroundings. After all if you lived in a predominantly white rural area then any incident with a person of colour would be rare, very rare. Two negative ones and your cause for concerns would be unprecedented. In fact two incidents of destruction with your families sphere would be highly unlikely where I live. This fact is critical to the story I am about to tell.
 
POINT 1 - Recently my Sisters marriage has unfortunately broken up. A few years ago she sponsored a black Brazilian boy of 16 years to come and live with her family in the UK. This was quite an eye opener. Of course the greatest driver was the fact he was to have a shot at a great Western education, a shot he duly flunked when exam time conformed he had put little effort into his studies. Disappointing for everyone concerned really....
  It amused me greatly however as I found myself comparing him to the character Heathcliff from the romantic and dark novel Wuthering Heights, after all I read that Heathcliff  came from abroad in the novel and was reputed to be coloured. He too was accepted into a family and expected to improve himself... A flimsy link you might think, but as I live right next door to one of the main rumoured sites that is said to have inspired the book, I think I can safely make that amusing comparison...lol




As I googled this photo a synchroncity type cracking sound has just occurred in my room...


  This particular property was notorious for being the last household in the UK to release its slaves after slavery was outlawed. It is rumoured that after the slaves were released they attacked the locals and were eventually rounded up and massacred in a river they became trapped by. I sometimes wonder what dark curses they cast upon their masters and whether these thoughts still linger here.
  I remember the intense feeling on unease when this young man visited our house. His black face looked bemused with a gentle smile. It seemed a link to history and almost a calling call from the deep past.
  The ending of my Sisters relationship was no doubt aided by sponsoring this young man within her own home, and this contributed to the relationships demise. A fact I am now retrospectively considering in a new light.



POINT 2 - A second shock occurred recently when I found a relatives step sibling had become pregnant by a black man who then proceeded to loose his job. Extremely unlikely where I live. Again a coloured person had brought disaster and upheaval to someone linked to my family. Again its the unlikeliness of the situation that raises my eyebrows. I hear nothing good about him from family.

These 2 events seem to be linked. Is there an order to this ? Soon a coloured child will be born - a Heathcliff who will no doubt be troubled. Has this event been pushed to manifets ? Other events linked to the novel have also manifested both as relationships and supernatural events.

POINT 3 - Last Summer a troubling synchronicity started when I noticed clusters of black cars. Sometimes in car parks, sometimes in convoy on motorways, sometimes a lot closer to home. At the time they seemed to scream out at me that this was not coincidence. I even saw a group of 6 or 7 on motorway with the front car having a reg plate that bore my name. At that point I decided I was being pointed towards something. I nick named these gathers of cars The Tyranny of Black ! Were they the mocking or warning actions that foretold this black problem ?

The above sounds like a mad story and maybe it is, but it seems to gel together. Could there really be  a " black curse " ? I know that my family name was cursed along with two other loca familyl names for being caught fighting in the local church grounds in past times.
  Can fictional writing or stories effect real life or cause actual manifestations ? I know for a fact that fictional novel plots can manifest into reality. After all real life events inspire fiction so why could they not be changed back to real life later by fiction in a bizzare full circle ?

I would call myself delusional was it not for the highly unlikely historical connection ive pointed  out or if I lived in an urban location I would have put down the events to pure chance. Unfortunately I do not have that luxury...

Next door....Wuthering Hieghts ?

https://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=1971775989737714&id=100007159965184

 

I have lived next door to Whernside Manor all my life and I am well aware of its folklore and legends which this link touches on. I also could tell you stories of haunted happenings that seem to have been part of the Wuthering Heights novel. This is all by the by as they say as what I really want to tell you is the fact that I stumbled upon this web page by mistake today. So whats so odd about this ?
   Now last night while driving home in the dark I saw a strange looking bird sat in the middle of the road. It was unlike any ive seen before as in it had a white breast and almost appeared to be marked with colours or the pattern of a Penguin I thought. Today I see with alarm that the author of the above piece has such an identical bird sat in her profile photo. Taxidermy is one of her hobbies it seems. I find this fact beyond coincidence and quite disturbing. I cannot explain this. A mind blowing synchronicty.

Morbid Manor

Tonight I sat in the morbid manor grounds next door and watched my daughter cycle just as I did at her age. OK maybe when I was a child we went more off road and got told off for churning up the pathways... Anyway this property still feels as morose as it did 40 years ago during my childhood. A cold westerly evening wind blew aimlessly across the lawns as the lowering sun started to silhouette the large stone gate posts. The house is in decline. Its current occupants haven't much time left as one will depart this earth soon. Misery has plagued these grounds stemming from the times of slavery. In fact this property was the last in the UK to abolish it, and only did so when it became illegal.
 

On a night like this...

Tonight a storm is blowing. The wind is roaring through the tree tops and we have lost electric to a few lights in an ancient farm building that was built in the 1800's. Its a large long stone building with round windows and arch ways. It often loses electric in stormy December, and it always then takes on an brooding atmosphere when its all pitch black as it would have been once years ago.
   This building dominates the whole farm yard. At this time of year I feel a direct line back to the olden days, its in the atmosphere of a stormy night such as tonight. Its a tight precise aura. Its always been this way all my life. It just takes a December night like this to unleash it and bring it all to the surface again for a short while. Its a morose feeling, an icy feeling, but not threatening.
   This building used to house slaves as late as the 1800's and was owned by the notorious Sith family who were one, if not the last people in Britain to give up slavery, not for moral reasons like everyone else, but only when the law finally demanded they did so. Last Spring some of their descendants chatted to me as they were looking around the Manor House next door as it was and still is up for sale. They were rather apologetic when I asked who they were. I guess their family name still carries notoriety.
  So what happened to the slaves of Dent once they were released ? Well legend has it they went beserk and attacked the locals. They were then rounded up and killed in a river which ran red ! Yes I live in a strange valley. I could tell you some modern horror tales that have happened here, but you wouldn't believe me !




Whernside Manor is just one of the sites rumoured to have been the inspiration behind Wuthering Heights. The above is our barn which joins Whernside Manor grounds. I recall a character who lived in an out building in the novel, who is described as peering out of a round window at the beginning of the book. This character looked after the visitors horses in the novel, and  strangely horses were kept in this building of ours long ago at one time as the steel loops they were tied to are still intact out side, as are the hooks on which the livery was hung...That seems like a nice piece of evidence  to support the fact that maybe Emily Bronte did visit here in the past. Who knows ??

Synchronicitys ; Out with the old and in with the new ?

Well not quite yet it seems . A very long running synchronicity has returned as it always does in very early spring . This has gone on for years . It begs the question ; When does a synchronicity end ? And what does that say about yourself ? Here is today's Wuthering Heights stonker...

Our local book group for Dent are currently reading Wuthering Heights

The political cartoon in The Telegraph today is of  " Withering Heights "

In the same edition of the paper is an article about veteran singer Kate Bush... hence her classic hit Wuthering Heights is mentioned in passing .  

http://youtu.be/BW3gKKiTvjs      When in Rome... Oh , Yes I also live next door to one of the sites rumoured to have been behind the inspiration for the book . Yeah , this is my world...again . Why is this synchronicity so season orientated ? It starts after the new year but will be gone by June...

Once again it returns....

Tonight I feel very strange indeed . I feel a familiar atmosphere in my thoughts and I feel the close presence , very close of a truth of finding something odd . Its a smell in my nostrils and a feeling  . Its a little dizzy but its a sweet smell  .
   Off course ive written before about how charged the atmosphere becomes in the grounds of a Manor house near where I live , and this year its  appeared bang on time again . Tonight its dry and crisp , but with sporadic blustery showers . There is a tangible , excitable old sense of tension in these garden grounds . I can feel a direct portal of atmosphere directly back in time to Victorian days . Its in the sound of the winter gales in the tree tops . It sounds like a distant stormy sea . If I was to walk round these gardens in the dark ( as I had to last year ) it would still feel as it did in my childhood . It still feels electric tonight . It does every January . Something is there . An elemental that appears at the turn of every year . It will never die . The nearest example of the feeling im talking about is when you see a deserted fair ground on a winters bright windy afternoon by the sea . Sorry , that's as close as I can get .
  Ive called this the Wuthering Heights time of year in the past as this place is rumoured to have been one of the inspirations behind the novel . My family has had several synchronicitys in this field . The brightening of the winter days triggers this . A tremendous energy is released . Doors will rattle and knock . Water will play up ect . Its a yearly cycle too as looking back at my entries last year will reveal . I may go back and tag such posts . It would be interesting ...

Stormy , stormy

YEP ! Every year i ramble about January winds roaring through the tall Beech tree's next door and YEP that sort of day is here again so quickly ! Watching a new adaptation of Wuthering Hieghts i recorded last night . Of course its all absolutely necessary as always .... History repeats its self in Dent im sure . This book will now turn up everywhere . As always . And its only a matter of days before door latches start rattling them selves on sunny winter mornings . This activity will be increased by a nieghbours house changing hands as always happens . In fact any structural change will do the trick . Am i mad ? No just living next to Whernside Manor . You can not live in denial . Its a road to ruin .

Silver moon

OK i wont mess about . Tonight the moons full and is reflecting silver off the wet concrete and the clouds its lighting up are casting shadows across the fields and a storm is blasting right in the tree tops as it does every equinox . Things don't change next to the Manor . Nights like these are timeless . They come round every year .Living in Dent means i don't experience them as often as i did . It feels like the 1700s out there tonight and what it must have been like is not to hard to imagine . Only an imbecile would say tonight is anything other than electric. Wuthering Heights indeed .
  It will soon be a year since it started my blog and i have over 2000 UK views now and this year has turned out nicely as i guess i knew it would . Ive held on to that which is important and experienced new realms which continually amaze me if it only frustrates my family who have no respect for my " out look "  . Esoteric means for the few . No shit......