~ Written By Dave Chellis ~

Once upon a time, we respected our elders, paid homage to our veterans, and let sleeping souls lie.  Live and let die, a lifestyle one of my heroes lived by.  Recently however, it seems the norm that over zealous adventurers frequently intrude upon these lives lost to the hands of time.  In order that we push the boundaries of the paranormal science, communication with those who’ve long since lost the breath of life is something we must pursue no doubt.  But not at the cost of respect lost.  Through our actions here on earth, through the honor by which we conduct our lives, through the actions of a few changing the thoughts of many, we are able to establish ourselves firmly in a positive light.  It is by this will to give back to our community that we must strive to achieve our place in time.  Only then do we earn the right to call our lives meaningful.
 
I’ve noticed a disturbing trend which we must correct so that we may secure the respect of those on the fringe of belief in the paranormal.  Taunting lost souls as they wander the domiciles and grounds of their earth time is despicable.  It seems that in recent years it’s become commonplace to scream obscenities, push and harass those who we seek to communicate with.  Whether the intention is to achieve some level of interaction or to simply imply dominance, these fools have lost touch with how far we’ve come.  Remember before all these ghost shows, all this publicity, all the hype?  Paranormal studies were for freaks, outsiders, people who missed the athletics boat.  It took technology and innovation to bring this passion to life.  All of a sudden anyone with a basic digital camera or audio recorder could start their own search for answers.  Then came the shows, and for a while they flourished, then something happened…it became simply unacceptable to not find anything.  Part of the attraction of investigating is sitting for hours, being patient and quiet, hoping for that one or two moments of something beyond explanation.  It’s this desire and quest for truth that keeps us steady, unwavering, and dedicated to the notion that there are souls still wandering this world.
 
Well, that’s boring and unacceptable apparently.  Some of these investigators had to start finding ways to aggravate in order that they achieve a kind of notoriety.  And while we can’t stop this foolishness completely, we can set an example for those who need beacons of truth and light in this dark world.  We have to do this the right way.  These spirits had families, had children, had thoughts and dreams.  They were loved.  No matter the balance of good and evil that they exhibited while alive, we are not privy to judge this.  Religion teaches that God is the only one fit to decide the path of our afterlife.  As long as our passion for the field is alive, we must lend ourselves to the golden rule: Do unto others what you would want done to you.”  When our time has expired, and our souls wander amidst the shadows and hallways of our world, I would hope that anyone trying to converse with us would do it with respect.
 
Always stay until your eyelids can’t possibly take the strain of allowing vision.  Remain patient in the quietest of hours.  Let them know you’re there to listen to what they have to say.  Give them a chance to speak and you will give us a chance to make a difference in science.