Ghosts, A Haunted Hotel and Psychic Abilities
Posted: Saturday, March 28, 2009
by Paul Schroeder
alien / demonic attachment
Ghosts in a Haunted Hotel
My note to Allison about the Radisson Lord Baltimore Hotel:
Staff told me and mom about the (presumed) suicide of a young woman on the 19th floor, and about the elevators' odd constant trips, up there, late at night, with no one having rung the bell, and no one being seen emerging from the elevator, after its trip from the 19th floor, back to the lobby.
I was there, for a wedding.
After I felt the touch of spirits in the lobby and in the elevator, on the way up to our first "unsatisfactory" room, I quickly asked the bellhop if there were any reports of ghosts in the hotel.
We were then told only about this woman's supposed suicide on the 19th floor; I stupidly insisted to mom that we directly go up there so that I could open myself and explore the hallways.
Only after a time, did she humor me.
It was, in retrospect, a grave mistake to brazenly open myself when I have had so much trouble with negative energies, which float in too often enough, when I am just sitting in the house!
I asked the staff, repeatedly, always in Mom's presence, about ghosts seen in the hotel.
We heard nothing from them at that time or any other time about the ghosts mentioned in Amy's book.
I ran into a spirit in the front lobby, opposite the desk and a real pain in the ass, other(s), in my room, 1620.
Not one staff member (Mom can testify) ever mentioned a long gowned screaming child.
That image, before my eyes, fully awake, prevailed and was persistent and strong, and she was both frantic and terrified.
I thought it so sad. Ghosts almost always say,"Please help me."
In another 20 years I'll be better at this, as I will learn how to avoid being sensitive enough to be up with bad dreams all night when any lost, insistent or sinister spirits are around.
Allison, the clear fact that YOU were psychically sensitive enough to get hit with a psychic attack ( imposed imagery nightmare scenario of a serial killer) of a spirit's peculiar mental illness, suggests, to me, at least, that you're more capable than you suspect of assisting and sensing the unseen
In comparison, Mom and Ian were so very untroubled. I Googled the Hotel's name and came up with Amy's book.
An answer:
Hi Paul, Thanks for your email. What an experience! Here is our story about the Radisson Lord Baltimore from our book. We'd love to use your account in future research and if we write a follow-up book. Here's an excerpt from my book about the hotel that you wrote me about:
(from the desk sign-in book in 1921:)
The Radisson Lord Baltimore Hotel
I came to stay two weeks. I never left. It was fascinating. It was exciting. - Rose Bisasky, former 26-year employee.
Dear Folks, We're having a big time. I'm not tired at all now. We were surely dead the first of the week, though - from postcard depicting the Lord Baltimore hotel, dated April 3, 1921.
We never asked (for guests to limit their stay to 5 days) in the old days. Or if we did, it was because we hoped the answer would be that they intended to stay forever. - Sanford Core, Assistant Manager in charge of reservations.
Another Account:
Francesle (Fran) Carter has worked at the Radisson Lord Baltimore for many years. She currently functions in the role of captain, supervising a team of people overseeing the food, beverage, and setup needs of the hotel.
In 1998 Fran was on the 19th floor of the building preparing a small meeting room for future use. She was working at a table facing the wall with an open door to her left. She bent over the table for a few moments, absorbed in her work. Then she looked up and to her left at the doorway. A little girl wearing a long cream colored dress and black shiny shoes ran by the open doorway, bouncing a red ball before her.
Fran immediately ran outside calling after her "Little girl, are you lost?"
The hallway was completely empty. Fran, quite shaken at this point, turned around to go back to the meeting room when she saw two people walking down the hallway toward her. The first was an older gentleman dressed in formal attire. He was accompanied by a woman in a long ballgown. Frank asked them if they were looking for their granddaughter because she had just run by. She turned to point in the direction that the child had passed. When she turned her head back toward the two people, they had just vanished right before her eyes.
Fran was then so frightened that she called a security guard. He stayed there with her until she finished her work, and no more ghostly visitors appeared on the 19th floor that evening.
A few years later a guest at the hotel told Fran that she believed that her room had a ghostly visitor. She was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of a child crying. As she sat up in her bed, she saw a little girl crying and rocking herself back and forth while sitting in the window of her room. As the woman rose to go to the girl, she slowly faded away. The little girl was wearing a long cream colored dress with black shoes.
One evening a few years later, Fran was approached by a coworker who told her that three people were standing in the dark in the ballroom of the hotel. The hotel's ballroom is a very large room, which can accommodate 1,250 people seated at banquet tables.
Three arched ceiling length windows dominate the far wall of the room- the side of the room opposite the entrance doorway. When Fran entered the ballroom, she walked across the room in the direction of the windows.
She noticed that there indeed were three people standing there in the darkened, moonlit room. One man stood before the far left window, another stood before the far right window, and a woman stood a few feet behind the two men before the middle window.
They were all looking upward through the windows. Fran noticed that they were standing in what she described as a triangular formation.
Fran passed within 5 feet of the man standing in front of the window on the left. She noticed that he was wearing a dark, possibly blue, sport blazer with metallic buttons that gleamed in the darkness. He had an ascot tied around his throat and appeared quite the dapper gentleman. She thought that his clothing was odd, but at this point didn't know that her visitors were out of the ordinary. She then asked them if they would like some light and walked by the man in the ascot to turn on the light switch, just a few feet from where he was standing.
Light immediately flooded the room- and the three visitors were gone! As earlier noted, the Lord Baltimore hotel has had its share of guests who were very reluctant to check out. It appears that some of them never did.
Sincerely,
Amy
Here's my initial, original note to the hotel, after my stay:
"As a newly budding psychic, open to unseen energies, I found myself attending a wedding this past weekend, and I stayed at the Radisson Plaza Lord Baltimore.
I spent two sleepless nights, inundated with nightmares, complaining all the while to my wife, about the constant touches and psychic turmoil of the unseen. I have stayed at many hotels and sensed spirits, all untoward and lost.
But this hotel, still gorgeous in its age, was positively infested. A young girl, weeping, mouth agape in horror, in a very long gown dress, startled me as a persistent image.
My wife wanted no part of any of my startling unpleasant discoveries.
I also felt spirits of ignominious sinister gangster types, which didn't surprise me in the least: if you're afraid to cross over, why not haunt a favorite place? What can you tell me about the history of the place that supports those images that I had?"
Paul Schroeder
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More commentsLots of voices. seeing something that was like watching a movie, except I was there. Something that was overwhelmingly compelling saying jump. Then getting violently ill and leaving my luggage. This all happened in a matter of maybe 4 minutes, I don't even remember dialing my mom but she pulled me together enough where I could get out of there. Nothing ever happened to me before or after like that. But I will NEVER stay in an old hotel/house/anything again. I saw the entire thing in a matter of seconds, felt it and lived it.Please log in to respond to this comment.you ran into a demon.They collect and manage lost souls.You are much more highly developed than I ,as an intuitive who is clairaudient.Is this episodic;do other moments happen that are more subtle?Please log in to respond to this comment.
yes but I ignore. I chalk it up to an overactive imagination.Please log in to respond to this comment.
What happened there?Please log in to respond to this comment.imagination is a word that should be removed from our language;you must pay attention to and now learn to trust even the most subtle of impressions,thoughts,images and leave your "chalking" far behind.(What happened there?Prohibition corrupt police and murders,gangsters and more murders, some labeled as suicide,drugs sales and deals and prostitution,all sanctioned by politicians.)Please log in to respond to this comment.
yes, you are right. But sometimes it's easier not to see. Ok, anything about a woman, early 40s, redhead, green dress? I'm sorry, I know it sounds crazy. You're in NYC. The Plaza is the absolute worst. I will not even walk in the door.Please log in to respond to this comment.hotels seem magnets for trapped spirits;no,no idea who that red haired lady was.What have you written about your experiences?Do go on and read my articlesPlease log in to respond to this comment.
Nothing. I find it so strange that I haven't thought about it, then saw the show on History Channel and googled. And this came up. I would like to read your articles, but it's always been something I've avoided. But I think I would definitely like to discuss this further. Maybe it's time to stop avoiding? You know what though, it's so very, very difficult.Please log in to respond to this comment.
Very interesting Paul. I could never imagine being sensitive like you. I was scared out of witts with an experience in my fraternity house presumed to to be our ghost we called Whimpy. I am fascinated with the paranormal, but also scared of it. I would love to hear more of your experiences!Please log in to respond to this comment.Quickly peruse my articles on this site and you'll see the dangers of my being a psychic porchlight when there's huge moths who fly in and vampire moth eating bats around.A scary Whimpy experience?Tell me precisely what occurred and do leave nothing out.Thank you for commenting; PaulPlease log in to respond to this comment.
Wow, that's really spooky. Especially, if you are psychic you will have a tough time dealing with it. I too have two friends who are brothers and they see spirits around many times. Reading it is a bit strange and uneasy. God knows how it will feel to see them. Great article.Please log in to respond to this comment.It is no pleasure, I can assure you; phantoms fill the air around us all......Please log in to respond to this comment.
You are very vulnerable to the other side, and can " slip away with the fairies," as they say in Ireland. It would seem that Irish people are predisposed to this ability- maybe that's why we laugh and joke - so we won't be "slippin' away so much-Sure you don't have a wee bit of the auld country in your blood? - Enjoyed this story- EllaPlease log in to respond to this comment.
That's a fascinating story Paul. How does your wife manage to stay unaffected, when you are so in tune with the spirit world? I think I would have been packing my bags and moving to another hotel.Please log in to respond to this comment.I have wondered this myself without resolution; we can sleep in the same haunted room with her undisturbed and me slam dunked.Please log in to respond to this comment.
Was this the beginning of your recognition of your psychic powers? I'm sure it would have been a comfort for you to have had someone who was sensitive to your experiences to talk to about them-Please log in to respond to this comment.Surely not the beginning, not the midst nor the finale; she IS most "sensitive" to my experiences, sensitive as to be almost allegic to them!She is as psychic as a stone and I, often troubled, envy her peace and detached skepticism!Please log in to respond to this comment.
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