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Whenever I travel, I hope to connect with local spirits.  Sometimes it is planned.  Other times, the spirits find me. Recently, I had the opportunity to travel to the Outer Banks of North Carolina.  It was a bit of whirlwind trip, but like many of you, I try to make the most out of any…

Planning a trip is an investment in moments and memories.  Most of us have limited budgets and time.  We want to get it right. We want to get the most out of our trip. Often, folks take my walking tours at the end of their trip to Providence.  It is their last night when…

Investigation Tours: Tools of the Trade

From Daylight to Darkness: Exploring Providence in Spirit and Story

Hiding in Plain Sight: The Souls Beneath the Surface of Providence

Paranormal Travels: The Haunting of the Crescent Hotel

Back to the Stacks: Where the Ghosts Begin

The hiss of a small word, four little letters, crackled over the box. “Edge.” We looked at each other.  My eyes were wide, hers were smiling. Edge.  My last name. Spoken through a spirit box as we reached out to the dearly-departed outside the Providence Athenaeum. Spoken by a male voice in response to my…

This weekend, we will be celebrating all the mommas in our lives.  The biological, the adoptive the guardianship, the kinship, the foster, the in-law, the step, the stepped-in, the stepped up, the unofficial, the in-heart.  The mommas.   My mother read to my sisters and me every night.  She made us beautiful paper dolls when we were poor…

The Visitor: A Ghost Who Never Left

Rockabye Baby: A Spirit Says Hello

For the past fifteen years, I’ve been creating a ghost tour. It began with hours of research, sorting through molding records and glowing microfiche that strained my eyes.  But I could also say that it started thirty-eight years ago, on a little mountain in rural Vermont.  Ghosties, welcome to my paranormal roots. The sunlight filters…