In 2015, Heather Saul shot and killed a man who tried to rape her after she grabbed his gun during the attack. When police arrived, they found a "kill kit" in his car, including machetes, axes, shovels, bleach, plastic bags, and handcuffs. The FBI concluded he likely killed at least ten people, including Las Vegas-area sex workers from 2003–2007 whose bodies were found dismembered, and credited Heather with stopping an active serial killer.
In 2015, Heather Saul shot and killed a man who tried to rape her after she grabbed his gun during the attack. When police arrived, they found a "kill kit" in his car, including machetes, axes, shovels, bleach, plastic bags, and handcuffs. The FBI concluded he likely killed at least ten people, including Las Vegas-area sex workers from 2003–2007 whose bodies were found dismembered, and credited Heather with stopping an active serial killer.
Reading up a bit on the human aberration that was Neal Falls, I’d say this lady definitely deserves the title ‘Killer Queen’.
That cloth is cheesecloth, you can clearly see that.
This gives genuine mediums a bad name. Thankfully not called witches anymore.
Is there really such a thing as a genuine medium though?
Yes I believe so. So many fraudsters though.give the real.ones bad press.
I don't believe in ectoplasm, fake.imo.
I've never truly believed that Helen Duncan was as good a medium as portrayed. Those photos are laughable. I do think she was mediumistic but that as time and fame went on she felt the need to 'perform' more and more and produce endless proof. It's clearly all bollocks.
But... I've witnessed transfiguration close up and personal and had I not witnessed it close and personal I would never have believed it. The incident happened in a trance development circle I was part of many years ago. The medium sat in trance beneath a red light, and we could all see her face very clearly. Then what I can only describe as a white hologram face materialised over the medium's face. You could see her face beneath this very clearly. Her closed eyelids etc. I remember thinking What the fuck is that? Then those spirit eyes opened over the closed eyes of the medium and I swear to God you could see the pupils, the iris, the whites of its eyes, and those eyes scanned the room and looked at us all one by one. There were eight of us in that room and we all saw it. The face kept fading in and out as the medium's energy wavered - this is very common as you can liken spirit energy to radio waves, they fluctuate but at a very high vibration, so the medium must higher her own energy to match it and make the connection. It was clearly a female face. It lasted about four minutes then disappeared. I've been involved in trance mediumship for some years along with trance healing, and I've since witnessed this several times but to a lesser degree. I wish to God I'd had my phone camera on and filmed it.
Genuine transfiguration is very very rare. Most people view transfiguration as the sitter's face changing, and a lot fraudulent so called mediums will pull faces and try to twist their features around and speak in silly voices. What I saw that night was the real deal. When I told my husband, he said, she must have had one of those halloween machines in the corner projecting over her face. But there was nothing in that room but us. And whatever appeared that night to regard us one by one with those monochrome eyes had intelligence. Each time we spoke to it, it responded by looking at the speaker.
So, was it ectoplasm? Nope, I don't believe so. It was energy utilised from the electromagnetic field around the medium.
That cloth is cheesecloth, you can clearly see that.
This gives genuine mediums a bad name. Thankfully not called witches anymore.
Is there really such a thing as a genuine medium though?
Yes I believe so. So many fraudsters though.give the real.ones bad press.
I don't believe in ectoplasm, fake.imo.
I've never truly believed that Helen Duncan was as good a medium as portrayed. Those photos are laughable. I do think she was mediumistic but that as time and fame went on she felt the need to 'perform' more and more and produce endless proof. It's clearly all bollocks.
But... I've witnessed transfiguration close up and personal and had I not witnessed it close and personal I would never have believed it. The incident happened in a trance development circle I was part of many years ago. The medium sat in trance beneath a red light, and we could all see her face very clearly. Then what I can only describe as a white hologram face materialised over the medium's face. You could see her face beneath this very clearly. Her closed eyelids etc. I remember thinking What the fuck is that? Then those spirit eyes opened over the closed eyes of the medium and I swear to God you could see the pupils, the iris, the whites of its eyes, and those eyes scanned the room and looked at us all one by one. There were eight of us in that room and we all saw it. The face kept fading in and out as the medium's energy wavered - this is very common as you can liken spirit energy to radio waves, they fluctuate but at a very high vibration, so the medium must higher her own energy to match it and make the connection. It was clearly a female face. It lasted about four minutes then disappeared. I've been involved in trance mediumship for some years along with trance healing, and I've since witnessed this several times but to a lesser degree. I wish to God I'd had my phone camera on and filmed it.
Genuine transfiguration is very very rare. Most people view transfiguration as the sitter's face changing, and a lot fraudulent so called mediums will pull faces and try to twist their features around and speak in silly voices. What I saw that night was the real deal. When I told my husband, he said, she must have had one of those halloween machines in the corner projecting over her face. But there was nothing in that room but us. And whatever appeared that night to regard us one by one with those monochrome eyes had intelligence. Each time we spoke to it, it responded by looking at the speaker.
So, was it ectoplasm? Nope, I don't believe so. It was energy utilised from the electromagnetic field around the medium.
No I never thought Helen Duncan was real. Smoke and mirrors, people want to believe so saw what they wanted, had the wool pulled over their eyes.
Yes I've seen France and various courses I've attended, real trance I mean. It's real, but sadly too many frauds.
There was a medium, can't think of his name, doing trance in the dark room.. Then a trumpet hovered over his head. Someone put the light on and he was standing holding the trumpet aloft. Gotcha!
Digger said
Jul 21 1:00 PM, 2025
Magica wrote:
Digger wrote:
I've never truly believed that Helen Duncan was as good a medium as portrayed. Those photos are laughable. I do think she was mediumistic but that as time and fame went on she felt the need to 'perform' more and more and produce endless proof. It's clearly all bollocks.
But... I've witnessed transfiguration close up and personal and had I not witnessed it close and personal I would never have believed it. The incident happened in a trance development circle I was part of many years ago. The medium sat in trance beneath a red light, and we could all see her face very clearly. Then what I can only describe as a white hologram face materialised over the medium's face. You could see her face beneath this very clearly. Her closed eyelids etc. I remember thinking What the fuck is that? Then those spirit eyes opened over the closed eyes of the medium and I swear to God you could see the pupils, the iris, the whites of its eyes, and those eyes scanned the room and looked at us all one by one. There were eight of us in that room and we all saw it. The face kept fading in and out as the medium's energy wavered - this is very common as you can liken spirit energy to radio waves, they fluctuate but at a very high vibration, so the medium must higher her own energy to match it and make the connection. It was clearly a female face. It lasted about four minutes then disappeared. I've been involved in trance mediumship for some years along with trance healing, and I've since witnessed this several times but to a lesser degree. I wish to God I'd had my phone camera on and filmed it.
Genuine transfiguration is very very rare. Most people view transfiguration as the sitter's face changing, and a lot fraudulent so called mediums will pull faces and try to twist their features around and speak in silly voices. What I saw that night was the real deal. When I told my husband, he said, she must have had one of those halloween machines in the corner projecting over her face. But there was nothing in that room but us. And whatever appeared that night to regard us one by one with those monochrome eyes had intelligence. Each time we spoke to it, it responded by looking at the speaker.
So, was it ectoplasm? Nope, I don't believe so. It was energy utilised from the electromagnetic field around the medium.
No I never thought Helen Duncan was real. Smoke and mirrors, people want to believe so saw what they wanted, had the wool pulled over their eyes.
Yes I've seen France and various courses I've attended, real trance I mean. It's real, but sadly too many frauds.
There was a medium, can't think of his name, doing trance in the dark room.. Then a trumpet hovered over his head. Someone put the light on and he was standing holding the trumpet aloft. Gotcha!
Ugh, I've been in circles where they insist of utter darkness. That's another load of old bollocks. I mean, don't they care that this just encourages fakeism?
I've been doing this for over 20 years and I've seen it all.
Magica said
Jul 21 6:33 PM, 2025
Digger wrote:
Magica wrote:
Digger wrote:
I've never truly believed that Helen Duncan was as good a medium as portrayed. Those photos are laughable. I do think she was mediumistic but that as time and fame went on she felt the need to 'perform' more and more and produce endless proof. It's clearly all bollocks.
But... I've witnessed transfiguration close up and personal and had I not witnessed it close and personal I would never have believed it. The incident happened in a trance development circle I was part of many years ago. The medium sat in trance beneath a red light, and we could all see her face very clearly. Then what I can only describe as a white hologram face materialised over the medium's face. You could see her face beneath this very clearly. Her closed eyelids etc. I remember thinking What the fuck is that? Then those spirit eyes opened over the closed eyes of the medium and I swear to God you could see the pupils, the iris, the whites of its eyes, and those eyes scanned the room and looked at us all one by one. There were eight of us in that room and we all saw it. The face kept fading in and out as the medium's energy wavered - this is very common as you can liken spirit energy to radio waves, they fluctuate but at a very high vibration, so the medium must higher her own energy to match it and make the connection. It was clearly a female face. It lasted about four minutes then disappeared. I've been involved in trance mediumship for some years along with trance healing, and I've since witnessed this several times but to a lesser degree. I wish to God I'd had my phone camera on and filmed it.
Genuine transfiguration is very very rare. Most people view transfiguration as the sitter's face changing, and a lot fraudulent so called mediums will pull faces and try to twist their features around and speak in silly voices. What I saw that night was the real deal. When I told my husband, he said, she must have had one of those halloween machines in the corner projecting over her face. But there was nothing in that room but us. And whatever appeared that night to regard us one by one with those monochrome eyes had intelligence. Each time we spoke to it, it responded by looking at the speaker.
So, was it ectoplasm? Nope, I don't believe so. It was energy utilised from the electromagnetic field around the medium.
No I never thought Helen Duncan was real. Smoke and mirrors, people want to believe so saw what they wanted, had the wool pulled over their eyes.
Yes I've seen France and various courses I've attended, real trance I mean. It's real, but sadly too many frauds.
There was a medium, can't think of his name, doing trance in the dark room.. Then a trumpet hovered over his head. Someone put the light on and he was standing holding the trumpet aloft. Gotcha!
Ugh, I've been in circles where they insist of utter darkness. That's another load of old bollocks. I mean, don't they care that this just encourages fakeism?
I've been doing this for over 20 years and I've seen it all.
You and me both 😂
Vam said
Jul 22 8:31 AM, 2025
I’ve just caught up with this thread….absolutely fascinating.
I want to believe, I really do!
Digger said
Jul 22 10:24 AM, 2025
Vam wrote:
I’ve just caught up with this thread….absolutely fascinating.
I want to believe, I really do!
It won't just happen while you're sitting in you're living room. You have to actively seek it, be open to it and have faith.
Digger said
Aug 3 3:55 PM, 2025
In London, each day, a woman sits alone on the platform of Embankment Station. She’s not waiting for a train—she’s waiting for a voice. That voice belongs to her late husband, Oswald Laurence, who recorded the iconic “Mind the gap” announcement in the 1950s to warn passengers of the space between the train and the platform. Oswald passed away in 2003, leaving behind a silence too vast for his wife, Margaret McCollum. But she found solace in that short phrase. Every day, she made her way to Embankment Station just to hear him speak those three words once more—her way of keeping him close. For her, it wasn’t a message to commuters; it was a whisper from someone she loved. Years later, when Transport for London replaced the analog announcement with a digital one, Margaret was heartbroken. She reached out, requesting a recording for personal remembrance. But upon learning her story, they did something greater—they restored Oswald’s voice at Embankment Station. And so, each day, thousands unknowingly hear a man long gone, while one woman listens in silence to the one who never truly left. A quiet echo of enduring love.
In London, each day, a woman sits alone on the platform of Embankment Station. She’s not waiting for a train—she’s waiting for a voice. That voice belongs to her late husband, Oswald Laurence, who recorded the iconic “Mind the gap” announcement in the 1950s to warn passengers of the space between the train and the platform. Oswald passed away in 2003, leaving behind a silence too vast for his wife, Margaret McCollum. But she found solace in that short phrase. Every day, she made her way to Embankment Station just to hear him speak those three words once more—her way of keeping him close. For her, it wasn’t a message to commuters; it was a whisper from someone she loved. Years later, when Transport for London replaced the analog announcement with a digital one, Margaret was heartbroken. She reached out, requesting a recording for personal remembrance. But upon learning her story, they did something greater—they restored Oswald’s voice at Embankment Station. And so, each day, thousands unknowingly hear a man long gone, while one woman listens in silence to the one who never truly left. A quiet echo of enduring love.
In 2015, Heather Saul shot and killed a man who tried to rape her after she grabbed his gun during the attack. When police arrived, they found a "kill kit" in his car, including machetes, axes, shovels, bleach, plastic bags, and handcuffs. The FBI concluded he likely killed at least ten people, including Las Vegas-area sex workers from 2003–2007 whose bodies were found dismembered, and credited Heather with stopping an active serial killer.
Reading up a bit on the human aberration that was Neal Falls, I’d say this lady definitely deserves the title ‘Killer Queen’.
https://torontosun.com/news/world/crime-hunter-how-hooker-stopped-serial-killer-dead-in-his-tracks
The last witchcraft trial in the UK was in 1944.
https://archive.ph/cxVte
That cloth is cheesecloth, you can clearly see that.
This gives genuine mediums a bad name. Thankfully not called witches anymore.
Is there really such a thing as a genuine medium though?
Yes I believe so. So many fraudsters though.give the real.ones bad press.
I don't believe in ectoplasm, fake.imo.
I've never truly believed that Helen Duncan was as good a medium as portrayed. Those photos are laughable. I do think she was mediumistic but that as time and fame went on she felt the need to 'perform' more and more and produce endless proof. It's clearly all bollocks.
But... I've witnessed transfiguration close up and personal and had I not witnessed it close and personal I would never have believed it. The incident happened in a trance development circle I was part of many years ago. The medium sat in trance beneath a red light, and we could all see her face very clearly. Then what I can only describe as a white hologram face materialised over the medium's face. You could see her face beneath this very clearly. Her closed eyelids etc. I remember thinking What the fuck is that? Then those spirit eyes opened over the closed eyes of the medium and I swear to God you could see the pupils, the iris, the whites of its eyes, and those eyes scanned the room and looked at us all one by one. There were eight of us in that room and we all saw it. The face kept fading in and out as the medium's energy wavered - this is very common as you can liken spirit energy to radio waves, they fluctuate but at a very high vibration, so the medium must higher her own energy to match it and make the connection. It was clearly a female face. It lasted about four minutes then disappeared. I've been involved in trance mediumship for some years along with trance healing, and I've since witnessed this several times but to a lesser degree. I wish to God I'd had my phone camera on and filmed it.
Genuine transfiguration is very very rare. Most people view transfiguration as the sitter's face changing, and a lot fraudulent so called mediums will pull faces and try to twist their features around and speak in silly voices. What I saw that night was the real deal. When I told my husband, he said, she must have had one of those halloween machines in the corner projecting over her face. But there was nothing in that room but us. And whatever appeared that night to regard us one by one with those monochrome eyes had intelligence. Each time we spoke to it, it responded by looking at the speaker.
So, was it ectoplasm? Nope, I don't believe so. It was energy utilised from the electromagnetic field around the medium.
No I never thought Helen Duncan was real. Smoke and mirrors, people want to believe so saw what they wanted, had the wool pulled over their eyes.
Yes I've seen France and various courses I've attended, real trance I mean. It's real, but sadly too many frauds.
There was a medium, can't think of his name, doing trance in the dark room.. Then a trumpet hovered over his head. Someone put the light on and he was standing holding the trumpet aloft. Gotcha!
Ugh, I've been in circles where they insist of utter darkness. That's another load of old bollocks. I mean, don't they care that this just encourages fakeism?
I've been doing this for over 20 years and I've seen it all.
You and me both 😂
I’ve just caught up with this thread….absolutely fascinating.
I want to believe, I really do!
It won't just happen while you're sitting in you're living room. You have to actively seek it, be open to it and have faith.
In London, each day, a woman sits alone on the platform of Embankment Station. She’s not waiting for a train—she’s waiting for a voice. That voice belongs to her late husband, Oswald Laurence, who recorded the iconic “Mind the gap” announcement in the 1950s to warn passengers of the space between the train and the platform. Oswald passed away in 2003, leaving behind a silence too vast for his wife, Margaret McCollum. But she found solace in that short phrase. Every day, she made her way to Embankment Station just to hear him speak those three words once more—her way of keeping him close. For her, it wasn’t a message to commuters; it was a whisper from someone she loved. Years later, when Transport for London replaced the analog announcement with a digital one, Margaret was heartbroken. She reached out, requesting a recording for personal remembrance. But upon learning her story, they did something greater—they restored Oswald’s voice at Embankment Station. And so, each day, thousands unknowingly hear a man long gone, while one woman listens in silence to the one who never truly left. A quiet echo of enduring love.
🥹 What a wonderful story!