Kirkkitsch’s Blog


Reprint: Lynn (Originally Posted Aug.8.08)
January 13, 2009, 5:57 am
Filed under: Life, Spooky Stuff

This weekend a friend came over and we hung out at my house. He asked if he could choose a game from my game closet, so I said “go for it.” He chose the Ouija board, which I haven’t played seriously since the mid -late 80’s when I used to play with my mom and grandmother. It was always a lot of fun and consistently accurate.

I realize there are some people out there that subscribe to different theories as to how the board actually works. After doing a little reading (post playing with my friend), there are 2 schools of thought:

The Automatism TheoryThe clinical term is “ideomotor response.” You may not know that you are moving the message indicator, but you are. This is similar to automatic writing, also know as automatism, a well-understood phenomenon. Mediums in years past, would hold a pencil in one hand and pay no attention as it wrote furiously. Some believed that these written messages came from the spirits. Others felt that the messages came from a clever medium. At any rate, most proponents of the Automatism Theory generally accept that it is very possible to move the planchette unconsciously. They claim that the Ouija board opens a kind of shortcut from the conscious to the subconscious mind. Collective automatism occurs when more than one person is operating the board.

The Spiritualist Theory Ouija messages obviously come from forces beyond our control. You contact or “channel” these entities through the board. They are discarnate spirits, ghosts, or other ethereal beings who have a purpose for contacting the living. Many advocates of the Spiritualist Theory think that there is no harm in contacting the other realm because most spirits are basically benign and have important information to share. A few of these same advocates will perform elaborate cleansing rituals before using the board, just in case they run into a stinker. Other Spiritualist Theory supporters believe that no one should ever use the Ouija board. Malevolent forces can masquerade as good and cause emotional damage, even death to the user of the board. They offer as proof the many accounts of spirit possession reported by “experts” on the occult and demonology.

Personally, I think the success (or lackthereof) of your results from using the Ouija board are affected by the state of mind of the individuals using it. Re: if you’re not taking it seriously and are acting silly, it will <u>not</u> work. Anyway, here’s what ended up happening:

My friend ended up asking most of the questions, simply because I was having trouble asking yes/no questions, instead asking questions that were too broad and/or open-ended. After a slooooow beginning, the board slowly ‘woke’ up and we began. What follows is, to the best of my recollection, what happened. To be honest, I was just kind of surprised that we were able to get the board to ‘work’ after not playing it for so long (Ouija, not this particular board in general, which I bought at a thrift store years ago), so I was a little distracted, not to mention taken aback.

We ended up talking to someone named ‘Lynn.’ When asked if she knew where she was, the planchette spelled out ‘No.’

-What happens when you die?

‘Black. Air.’

-What do you mean by ‘black air?’

‘Nothing. Changes.’

-What year did you die?

‘7391.’

-Do you mean 1937?

Yes.

-Why are you there?

‘Zephyr.’

-We don’t understand what that means, Lynn. Why are you there, in the black air?

‘Fall.’

-You fell?

‘Yes.’

-Are you happy?

‘No.’

-Is anyone there with you?

‘Yes.’

-Do you like the people you’re with?

‘No.’

-Why?

‘Ill. Mad.’

At this point we take a break to discuss what’s just transpired. I trust that my friend isn’t moving the planchette, and I know I’m not moving it. Our fingers are on the planchette <u>so</u> lightly that it’s just not possible. I’ve played Ouija enough to know when someone is ‘controlling’ it. I’m still a little skeptical (I’m a ‘facts’ kinda person), but also intrigued but I don’t wanna get all goofy about it, so I try to maintain my composure. It’s not that I’m necessarily closed to the idea of spirts ghosts, what have you, it just takes a little more for me to accept it, I suppose. My friend is less skeptical and more curious to know more about the “black air” and what happens when you die. It’s obvious that he’s disheartened by the possibility that there is no afterlife, just limbo. I try to be the “glass is half full”-type and say that maybe that’s just her personal experience and that perhaps it’s different for everyone.

Meanwhile, being a Scrabble and Boggle enthusiast, I KNOW that ‘zephyr’ is a word and that I’ve heard it before…somewhere. I just can’t remember where. Then it dawns on me that it was, of all places, a Madonna song called Ray of Light. I remember hearing it in the music video, but never took the time to look up its meaning. I Google the word and as it turns out it means ‘gentle breeze.’ Doesn’t really help decipher the whole ‘zephyr’ response.

We return to the board to see if ‘Lynn’ is still with us. In response, the planchette spells out ‘Lynn.’ My friend admits that the fact that she (Lynn) is in some sort of limbo is depressing. ‘Yes.’ We ask some more questions and set up a ‘code word’ for her to use next time we use the Ouija board, in order for her to verify that it’s actually her, should we ‘talk’ to someone else next time.

We put the board back in its box and discuss what’s just happened, trying to decipher/interpret what some of the things she spelled out could have meant, etc.

So, the next afternoon I’m sitting in the den watching ALF, while my friend is at work. My cellphone makes the ‘You got a message, fool!’ (re: <i>Mr. T</i>) sound, letting me know that someone has sent me a text message. It’s my friend. In his down time he’s been online at work, researching. He texts me: ‘The 1937 Zephyr automobile was Lincoln’s first affordable luxury sedan for the general public.’ I reply with “Oh wow. I didn’t know that. Maybe that’s what she meant by ‘fall.’ Maybe she meant ‘thrown.’

A while passes, and during that time I get another text message that says: ‘Obituary on internet: L.C. Sitton, 27, of Kemp TX. killed when thrown from a coupe on the hwy near Seagoville.’ I reply with “You’re pulling my leg.” He replies with ‘No joke. There was a rash of traffic fatalities that year, look it up.’ I look it up, because I’m skeptical, and find the obituary page he’s referring to online and it DOES say ‘coupe.’ I do a little research of my own and find out that the Zephyr really was a COUPE.

And if THAT’S not strange enough, here’s the freaky part. When I received the SECOND text, with the obituary information, I was in the computer room (my bedroom is the next room over). At the same moment I received a text notification (‘You got a message, fool!’) the baseball bat that I keep in the corner of my bedroom fell with a loud THWACK! 

I dunno what this all means or if the fact that I live in an older home (1940) has any bearing, but it made for an interesting weekend. I’ll keep you posted.


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I’m really glad you reposted this! Now I understand better because I missed it the first time. Wow! Very intriguing! ‘Can’t wait to learn more about “Lynn”.

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