Archive for November, 2015

In my earlier post, I said that I would conduct some research into the horror house in order to find out more information, and see if any of the first impressions were correct. Jennifer Storey and Erin Hayes-Potter had both weighed in on their impressions of the home and its story after viewing the photos online. Their main points were:

–Foreign owned, probably Asian investor
–Owner did not live there
–No personal attachment to property
–People living in the house there against their will or somehow ‘bound’ to the property
–The spiritual energy was dark and unsettled, but I felt that the heavy energy had more to do with someone actually living on the property who was engaged in activities that caused others harm.

After several specialized searches, I was able to discover the following:

–The owner’s last name is “Chang”;
–He has no internet presence here in the States, with the exception of a LinkedIn page where he is listed as “invester”; (sic)
–The home was purchased for all cash (no loan taken out against the property);
–The home was occupied by a family who recently moved out.

Those facts can only lead to theories and hypotheses. Of course, “Chang” could be an American name of Chinese origin, or a Chinese name; the fact that he has no Internet presence except for a very sketchy LinkedIn account with a misspelled title of ‘invester’ probably means he is a foreign investor with large amounts of cash that he has parked in American real estate (this is quite common here in Los Angeles). We could assume that he had rented out the house and probably never occupied it, since it would be odd for one person to live in a house that’s nearly 3,000 square feet.

As for the feeling we all had of people living there against their will or bound to the property (and the Ghost Radar hits that seemed to point to that), I cannot prove that based on what I found through my research. The feeling in the house remains, but as to the origin of those feelings or instincts, there is no way to pinpoint their cause. I may have been picking up on the conflicts or issues of the family renting the house. It was fairly clear to me that the house had a history of violence and unhappiness.

Oddly enough, a real estate agent contacted me just the other day about a property that she has been unable to sell. It had gone into escrow three times, and every time, the deal fell apart–in all cases because the buyers backed out. As I was talking to her, I studied the pictures online. My impressions in this case had to do with a certain coldness and anger about the sale of the property or the conditions under which it was on the market. There was unfinished business here, and the male energy was bordering on hostile. The problem seemed to originate in the back patio and yard–there is something negative about the lot or land. Perhaps there was a dispute regarding the size or purpose of the lot itself. Near the end of the phone call, the agent informed me that the house is under contract for the fourth time. She hopes that the fourth time’s the charm–but if not, she’s planning to convince the sellers to use our services (The Paranormal Housewives).

She mentioned right before we ended our conversation that the male owner had died on the property. I commend the agent for her spiritual intelligence and foresight in contacting us–no matter what her peers might think, she made a smart decision to reach out. I would like to state here, for the record, if someone has died in a house and the intent is to sell that house, PLEASE either contact a reputable team to investigate/cleanse/bless it or whatever terminology you prefer, OR find a way to involve the owners’ spiritual representative to do the same (if the owner passed away with no church/temple/synagogue/mosque affiliation, then I highly recommend a good team of spiritually grounded individuals come in and–at the very least–make the attempt to relieve the distress of the spirit who might still be attached to the house).

Houses have souls, which are a complex hybrid of the living energies of the former occupants, the spiritual imprints of those who passed away either on the property or in a nearby hospital, and the land where those homes were built (and the circumstances under which they were built). The combined energies of the living, the dead and the ghosts of the land and general area form a potent, spiritual force field that can repel the potential buyers OR attract them like moths to the light. It all depends on the back story . . . as always.


Kirsten A. Thorne, PhD/PHW

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The Kill Room

Kill Room

It was the worst house I had ever seen. From the street, I felt nauseous just observing it. Later, when my real estate agent wanted to show it to us, I did not realize which house he was taking us to. He thought it was a great deal–south of Ventura Boulevard in Woodland Hills, under 600K–an impossible price for the area, considering it spanned well over 2,000 square feet and sat on a huge lot. There is always a reason for such bargains. I don’t know how long this house has remained vacant, alone, completely unwanted even in this rabid sellers’ market.

We drove down the cracked, asphalt driveway and parked. The house stared at us through its 1970s windows, blank, unresponsive. The patio in the front was littered with the occasional concrete bricks and pieces of something that might have been rain gutters. I opened the door and did not want to go in. A wave of dizziness and distress hit me as I forced myself to walk down the white, institutional hallway. I tried, as usual, to downplay my feelings. I attributed them to the utter lack of charm and the terrible remodel, which had stripped away any semblance of charm or coziness. The laminate floors, the white walls, the cheap office windows, the dingy 70s era yellow lights, the faux wood cabinets in the kitchen painted white, the rooms like boxes, the utter lack of decor, not even a hint of woodwork, all combined to produce the impression of a group home for criminals or an office performing illegal activities for desperate people.

I set up the ghost radar in the kitchen, and my agent saw the expression of disgust and dismay play across my face in a continuous loop. “so,” he laughed, “wanna make an offer?” I didn’t respond. I walked upstairs and faced another array of box rooms, white, cheap office windows, laminate floors or dirty, white carpet. My husband, who claims to not be sensitive to such things, was unable to muster even the slightest spark of enthusiasm. I walked in with him to the master bathroom and was blinded by white tiles, white walls, white cabinets, white sink and white counters.

“This,” said Ty with a note of depression, “looks like a kill room.”

Then I knew: this house was seriously sick. It needed an entire spiritual overhaul, not just a good decorator’s touch. I gave up attempting to control my impressions. I sensed that there was one man who lived here, in spite of the enormous number of rooms. He was secretive, engaged in activities either on the margins of the law or engaged in completely illegal activities. The Ghost Radar had spit out “Account, Stuck, Bound, After.” I wondered if people were kept here against their will. I knew that under all that white paint and laminate floor there was blood. The house could not disguise its history of violence.

A week later, I asked Jennifer and Erin of the Paranormal Housewives to take a look at the photos of the house and give me their impressions. Jennifer said that a single man had lived there, foreign, and that kidnapping was involved or at the least, people were held their against their will, almost like indentured servants. They were ‘bound’ there for a reason, either financial, for issues regarding legal status, or for something darker. They both saw this single man as someone without a defined personality, as if driven by a job or an obsession that he felt compelled to carry out. He was quiet, disturbed, secretive and utterly alone.

After I finish this, I’m going to start searching for information on the property and the owner. I don’t know how much I’ll be able to find online. However, there is one thing I have learned in the process of tuning in to alternative ways of knowing: I trust my instincts and my impressions. More often than not, they are correct. Another important point I want to make to my readers: EVERYONE, TO A DEGREE, IS SENSITIVE. Even those people who deny that they can pick up on such things are simply ignoring their reactions or choosing not to interpret them. My real estate agent, whose sole job it is to sell us a house (poor, poor man), left that house with “clammy hands” and an uneasy feeling. He told me this, and then immediately denied that what he was feeling had any significance whatsoever. But he knew, my husband knew, and anyone who has even walked into that house knew: something terrible happened here.

When a big house in a desirable neighborhood at the top of a sellers’ market languishes for months, there is a reason. We are spiritual beings designed to pick up on spiritual distress signals. We ignore those signals at our own peril.

–Kirsten A. Thorne, PhD/PHW

The kitchen:


The “master bath”:
Master Bath

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