Faith is the response to something which is calling us from the timeless part of our reality. -Sydney Carter
And now, about the song I got from the musical ghost at the Stanley Hotel -
What a beautiful place to visit. The Estes Park scenery in July was wonderfully vibrant, including a series of warm summer showers. The sun came out to dry things up and perk the flowers between dousings.
Upon arrival at the hotel entry gate the fun started. My guides asked a question that made no sense. "Can you hear us singing?" And the music began.
Throughout my visit I heard music. I couldn't tell what it was... I did get the lyrics to "Que Sera Sera", with an emphasis on "The future's not ours to see - what will be will be." But most of my musical impressions were just wordless, lilting melodies and very joyful or maybe playful is a better description. The sensation of the energy of that space made me feel good - like being in a warm Jacuzzi.
What a shock; all of my prejudgments of the place being some sort of ghastly, ghostie, monster ball (shades of "The Shining") were totally wrong. I had originally stayed away because of that sentiment and the constant mention of the place on the ghost tv reality shows. They seem to gravitate toward dull, lifeless, dusty, crusty, dead stuff. That's the stuff I really don't want to focus on for a vacation.
However, I am an intuitive and I do listen to that insight. So when my guides suggested the trip and hinted that there was a surprise for me there, I figured I needed to take the hint and be open to something new.
Indeed, all of the positive energy and uplifting environment was a surprise. I can now see what might have drawn the Stanley´s to live there, to heal and to stay. I am told there are plenty of reference books about the Stanley Hotel and the residents, none of which I knew about or read prior to going or since having gone. I snapped a photo of the picture of Mrs. Stanley as she seemed to be the one influencing and directing my portion of the self-guided tour, sending me to the music room first and then to ask questions of the appropriate people.
When a friend asked if the ghost could tell me where the bathroom was, I said "No, of course not." And then the answer came. It was correct. So much for "Of course not."
Finally, as we left the hotel and drove down the hill into town, a bouncy little tune came through loud and clear and kept repeating. I recognized the melody as the closing tune from the end of the Lawrence Welk show, the result of sitting through an unknown quantity of those television shows with my Grandmother years ago. Googling a source for the lyrics and finally seeing all of the words made me laugh... Interesting selection.
Bubbles in the Wine -
A 1938 movie shows Lawrence Welk performing this song…
Good night, good night Until we meet again.
Adios, Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehen ´til then.
And though it´s always sweet sorrow to part.
You know, you´ll always remain in my heart.
Good night, sleep tight
And pleasant dreams to you.
Here´s a wish, and a prayer that all your dreams come true.
And so til we meet again....
Adios, Au revoir, Auf Weidersehen.
(spoken) Good night!
Never a dull moment listing to spirit and talking to nightlights.
My experience is, that among the ghosts in residence at the Stanley Hotel, are some who would like to share the message with us: the afterlife is not such a bad place to hang out. Apparently, one bit of Stephen King's movie (The Shining) is right on the money. The band is still playing; the party goes on. And for those who are open to it, they're sharing the bubbly.
Disclaimer: No one at the Stanley Hotel has publicly corroborated my impressions nor has the Stanley Hotel Management endorsed this information. I am a tourist who happens to be an intuitive.
And now, about the song I got from the musical ghost at the Stanley Hotel -
What a beautiful place to visit. The Estes Park scenery in July was wonderfully vibrant, including a series of warm summer showers. The sun came out to dry things up and perk the flowers between dousings.
Upon arrival at the hotel entry gate the fun started. My guides asked a question that made no sense. "Can you hear us singing?" And the music began.
Throughout my visit I heard music. I couldn't tell what it was... I did get the lyrics to "Que Sera Sera", with an emphasis on "The future's not ours to see - what will be will be." But most of my musical impressions were just wordless, lilting melodies and very joyful or maybe playful is a better description. The sensation of the energy of that space made me feel good - like being in a warm Jacuzzi.
What a shock; all of my prejudgments of the place being some sort of ghastly, ghostie, monster ball (shades of "The Shining") were totally wrong. I had originally stayed away because of that sentiment and the constant mention of the place on the ghost tv reality shows. They seem to gravitate toward dull, lifeless, dusty, crusty, dead stuff. That's the stuff I really don't want to focus on for a vacation.
However, I am an intuitive and I do listen to that insight. So when my guides suggested the trip and hinted that there was a surprise for me there, I figured I needed to take the hint and be open to something new.
Indeed, all of the positive energy and uplifting environment was a surprise. I can now see what might have drawn the Stanley´s to live there, to heal and to stay. I am told there are plenty of reference books about the Stanley Hotel and the residents, none of which I knew about or read prior to going or since having gone. I snapped a photo of the picture of Mrs. Stanley as she seemed to be the one influencing and directing my portion of the self-guided tour, sending me to the music room first and then to ask questions of the appropriate people.
When a friend asked if the ghost could tell me where the bathroom was, I said "No, of course not." And then the answer came. It was correct. So much for "Of course not."
Finally, as we left the hotel and drove down the hill into town, a bouncy little tune came through loud and clear and kept repeating. I recognized the melody as the closing tune from the end of the Lawrence Welk show, the result of sitting through an unknown quantity of those television shows with my Grandmother years ago. Googling a source for the lyrics and finally seeing all of the words made me laugh... Interesting selection.
Bubbles in the Wine -
A 1938 movie shows Lawrence Welk performing this song…
Good night, good night Until we meet again.
Adios, Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehen ´til then.
And though it´s always sweet sorrow to part.
You know, you´ll always remain in my heart.
Good night, sleep tight
And pleasant dreams to you.
Here´s a wish, and a prayer that all your dreams come true.
And so til we meet again....
Adios, Au revoir, Auf Weidersehen.
(spoken) Good night!
Never a dull moment listing to spirit and talking to nightlights.
My experience is, that among the ghosts in residence at the Stanley Hotel, are some who would like to share the message with us: the afterlife is not such a bad place to hang out. Apparently, one bit of Stephen King's movie (The Shining) is right on the money. The band is still playing; the party goes on. And for those who are open to it, they're sharing the bubbly.
Disclaimer: No one at the Stanley Hotel has publicly corroborated my impressions nor has the Stanley Hotel Management endorsed this information. I am a tourist who happens to be an intuitive.
