My fourth experience was where my Past Life experiences began. Even
then, I really didn't think much of it, until a year or two ago.
I was 14 at this time.
I was going on a trip to Arizona and New Mexico.
When we got to Tucson, AZ., I knew Exactly where we were at.
I could tell my way around, and knew Exactly where everything was,
where we needed to go.
Then, it only heightened through New Mexico.
I can navigate my way around without maps.
Here is where it gets interesting!
a.) We went first through Taos,
The Elders immediately took a liking to me.
Word seemed to spread through the Pueblo that I had arrived.
It was as if I had returned home from a long time away. I felt warmly
welcomed.
This place, this board, it gives me the same feeling.
The Elders and Medicine Men had pulled me aside and asked me if I
knew anything about my Heritage or my Family's History, which at the
time, I really did not.
I had the year previous, found a Family Tree, but really didn't think
too much of it.
The Elders, with Tears in thier Eyes, told me this message: "You are
she who has returned to us. You are our Elder returned for a very
special purpose. You will find your Native Heritage. Your Heart is
right for this."
"You have come home. You are always welcomed here, we will be waiting
with Open Arms. Return as often as you can."
I told them that I knew nothing of that, but that I would look into
it.
Sure enough. I DO have Native American Heritage. I am Lineally Native
American and as well as on other collateral Lines.
Not only this, but their Tourist Trinkets, they would only sell to me
at the Tribal Prices, and the Fried Bread Cooking Recipe went to me.
I was told that I would be the one to learn this, but that they would
not teach my family. That I would be the one to teach them this, and
pass it to them when the time was right.
Then, at Santa Fe, NM., it gets even more interesting!
b.) We had then gone to Old Town
I was reading a Book that I am still in posession of today, and read
of a reference to Inn of the Governors.
As well, we decided to take a look around Old Town.
Sure enough, I knew every street, restaraunt, and shop, as if I were
a Native New Mexican.
Then, I saw what looked to be a place familiar to me, as if I had
graced its door before, but I had never previously known of it nor
been there that I could recall in my collective mind at that time.
It was bitterly cold outside, as the spring thaw was just beginning.
It drew me to it like a moth to a flame.
I touched lightly, its Cafe Doors, and its gentle Columns.
Something took me to a time I could not recall. It felt really
totally familiar to me.
To my left, on its Interior, was a Long, Mahogany Bar, with Mirrored
Back Bar.
To my right, was a Bandstand (not there originally, but in the right
place), and a well - worn dance floor.
Down the center, tables and chairs.
To the left rear of the room, by the bar,was where I remember Billy
the Kid would sit. These were well marked with small, brass plaquards.
As I looked around and about the room, our of curiosity, there sat
Billy, in his full form, as solid as if I were seeing a Human Person.
The Dialogue went something like this:
Billy: "Abrana, where have you been? What took you so long? I was
waiting for you. It is very cold outside.
Come sit with me."
Me: "Alright, surely snuggling to conserve Body Heat could not
possibly hurt anything."
Billy then put his hand on mine, and a surge of heated Electricity
went through me, taking me back to a time familiar to me, and then
back to my own time again.
Billy: "Abrana, it is so good to have you back with me."
Me: "It is good to be back. This is very comfortable and natural."
Billy: "Abrana, do you remember our lives together? I love you so
much. I want you to be with me again as my wife, as we were before."
Me: "Yes Billy, I will do this. I would like this very much."
Billy: "Are these your Familia? They seem nice. Do you mind if I stay
for your Meal?"
Me: "Yes, Billy. These are mi Familia. I do not mind if you stay."
Billy: "Good. It will give me a chance to catch up and talk and joke
some with you and with them."
Me: "Yes, it will."
Billy: (at time to leave the establishment), "Abrana, please don't
leave me, do not go. I just found you again." (he put his hand on
mine again, and looked pleadingly into my eyes).
Me: "I am sorry, but I must go. I will be back as soon as I am able
to return. Remember, I love you, Always. Wait for me."

The very next experience, my 5th one is this:

I was in my Bed one night, asleep, and felt my Body and Soul Seperate.
I went across the room to the Full - Length Mirror, I looked back to
see my Body laying peacefully in my Bed, Physically Dead.
I remember stepping through the mirror, and on the "Other Side,"
being tall, thin, with dark skin, long fingers with nice nails, and
my long, straight, black hair tied in a bun behind my head.
I remember wearing a full - length, yellow, flowered Calico Dress,
with a button - down front, a full skirt, and 1800's period shoes.
I remember standing on a dusty street, in a place I seem to easily
remember. I knew it was my old home of Ft. Sumner, NM.
Around me, were all the greats of Old West History.
Billy was the first one to greet me.
I recall the dialogue being as this:
Billy: "Welcome home, Abrana."
Me: "What am I doing here? Where am I?"
Billy: "Do not worry Abrana, you are safe."
Me: "It is good to see you again. I never thought I would see you
again after Nuevo Mexico."
Billy: "I will introduce you around. We will all be here whenever you
need to call on us."
Me: "May I stay? I do not wish to go back there. It is cold and
lonely there. People are hurtful and mean."
Billy: "Your time here is not yet. You need to return to your time.
You are needed there until I return for you."
Me: "Si, Billito, mi Amor."
Billy: "Remember, I love you now and forever."
Me: "And I do you as well. I will always have you in my heart."

Experience number six:

This time, the conversation went as this:
Billy: "Abrana!"
Me: What is it, Billy?"
Billy: "Just wanted you to know I am here."
Me: "o.k."

Somewhere in here, my Spirit Guides and my Totem Animas came to me.
Although Billy continues to have a large part in watching over me.
Also, I lived in several Haunted Apartments during this time.

Experience number seven:

I was reading a book called "The Stone Garden" and I looked over at
the T.V. Screen.
To my right, between the wall and the End Table/Lamp, stood Billy, as
solid as a human person,
Grinning at me.
There was no verbal communication this time. He just wanted me to
feel the love of his presence.

Experience 8:

Before we went to the Campout, we went to see my Grandson Elbert
Garcia, that is the Descendant of Billy's and my eldest Son, Pat.
Everything felt very right.


Experience 9:

I was at a Campout for a group I once belonged to, and we were
playing Beanbag Toss. I was going to throw my first bag, and Billy
again appeared to me, telling me through Telepathy, to just
concentrate on him and his love for me, reassuring me that all would
be alright.
I was under severe emotional stress because I was being verbally
abused by the other campers.
I also met another of my Grandsons and his wife and children.
Sadly, they are not very nice people, which shocked me.
I thought Billy and I had raised our children better than this.

Experience 10:

I was at the Lincoln Co, Courthouse Museum,
I felt a warm, loving, reassuring hand on my left, rear
shoulderblade. It was Billy.
He gave me "El Grande Tourismo de Lincolntowne."
He protected me, kept me safe from the likes of the ghosts of Pat
Garrett, Bob Ollinger and J.W. Bell.


Experience 11:

Hubby and I witnessed this.
I was at the Grave Site for Billy, and the air was charged with a
thick, emotional grief and tension.
As soon as I set foot near the grave, the tension relaxed, as if
knowing that all would be fine.
My former resting place is there too, in a distant corner of the
cemetery, by a wall.
my fourth experience was where my Past Life experiences began. Even
then, I really didn't think much of it, until a year or two ago.
I was 14 at this time.
I was going on a trip to Arizona and New Mexico.
When we got to Tucson, AZ., I knew Exactly where we were at.
I could tell my way around, and knew Exactly where everything was,
where we needed to go.
Then, it only heightened through New Mexico.
I can navigate my way around without maps.
Here is where it gets interesting!
a.) We went first through Taos,
The Elders immediately took a liking to me.
Word seemed to spread through the Pueblo that I had arrived.
It was as if I had returned home from a long time away. I felt warmly
welcomed.
This place, this board, it gives me the same feeling.
The Elders and Medicine Men had pulled me aside and asked me if I
knew anything about my Heritage or my Family's History, which at the
time, I really did not.
I had the year previous, found a Family Tree, but really didn't think
too much of it.
The Elders, with Tears in thier Eyes, told me this message: "You are
she who has returned to us. You are our Elder returned for a very
special purpose. You will find your Native Heritage. Your Heart is
right for this."
"You have come home. You are always welcomed here, we will be waiting
with Open Arms. Return as often as you can."
I told them that I knew nothing of that, but that I would look into
it.
Sure enough. I DO have Native American Heritage. I am Lineally Native
American and as well as on other collateral Lines.
Not only this, but their Tourist Trinkets, they would only sell to me
at the Tribal Prices, and the Fried Bread Cooking Recipe went to me.
I was told that I would be the one to learn this, but that they would
not teach my family. That I would be the one to teach them this, and
pass it to them when the time was right.
Experience 12:

Hubby and I were living with a Cousin of mine, that is close to Billy
and I.
All three of us, Hubby, Cousin, and myself were witnesses to this
experience.

This began in the hallway of my Cousins' trailer house.
My last lifetime name of "Abrana" was called about 6 times, with
frequency, and an urgency that denoted great danger.
It followed Cousin from the hallway, to the kitchen to te living room.
I asked to have the lights turned on, as this startled me a bit at
first.
I asked Billy: "Dime, mi Amor? What is it? You know you can tell me
anything."
We were then beckoned outside by Billy, continuing to repeat my last
lifetime name urgently and frequently, to the left, rear storage shed.

Billy: "Abrana, I need you, come closer." This was repeated several
times, of which I obeyed.
Me: "Dime, mi Amor? I am here. Mi esta Aqui."
me: "Where are you? Cuesto cuesta es?"
Billy then soothed my fragile nerves with this tender
message: "everything is alright, go back to sleep. Buenos Noches mi
Amor, Hasta Manana, I love you very much."

We then had to go to the service station to use the restroom, as my
cousin's trailer house had plumbing that was not functioning properly.
The vehicle started to then malfunction.
I asked Billy to release the vehicle, and told him that we will
return shortly and will continue our conversation then.
The vehicle then released, and we were able to go to the Service
Station.
Upon our return, the next message came.

Billy: "Avenge my Death, Abrana." This was repeated twice.

We then followed Billy around to the right rear of the trailer, near
some trees.
We tried to determine what the messages meant.
We concluded that it meant that there was something vital in New
Mexico that Billy wants me to retrieve as soon as I am able to do
this, that was hidden before his death, that only I know its exact
location."
Billy confirmed this, by knocking once for "yes."
We then went inside, figuring the messages were over.

The conversation continued.

My Eldest Son by Billy stopped by to assure me that all that had
occurred, was true and accurate to the best of our knowledge and to
say "Buenos Noches, Mama."

Me: "Billito, come get some of the cake that I had baked, as I know
that you love it so."
Billy: "knocked once for "yes.""

By this time, Hubby went to bed. This had worn on him more than on
Chris and I, who were energized by this.

The conversation now continued some more.

This time, we were guided non - verbally to the right rear of the
trailer house.

Billy had appeared to Chris and I as he had appearred in life.
Chris was now kept at a distance, as Billy's spirit beckoned me
forward.

I felt Billy's arms surround me, as to hold me. I felt safe, warm,
loved, protected, reassured.
Billy: "Abrana, I love you."
Me: "I love you as well mi Amor."

Chris and I walked away, as we watched Billy fade back into the
Spirit World.

The next morning, the conversation continued.

Experience 13:

I wa talking to one of my Cousins at the home of another of my
Cousins on the phone.
I happened to comment on how Billy and I had both not heard from
Billy's Brother Joseph in a long time, and I was a bit concerned as
to this fact.
I then heard these words: "Do not worry Abrana, Joe is doing fine."
This was repeated twice.

We also ran an experiment with a piece of Chocolate Cake.

We had noticed that when we left the house, the cake slice was still
there, and was out of reach of the Cats that were staying with us (my
Cat Jukebox and my Cousin Erin's Cat Butterscotch), and that none of
us had touched it.
When we returned, it was gone!

The conversation continued at a local cafe that we had gone to for
lunch that day.

Chris told me that Billy was trying to get my attention.
I could not have possibly heard him over the din of the noise of the
Cafe.
I told Billy this: "No, mi Amor, wrong tiempo. Wrong placita. We do
no wish anyone else to get wind de our Fondest Posession."

As soon as we returned home, the Tape Player on the Boom Box that we
had left in the "Off" Position, had somehow turned itself into
the "On" position Without our help!
The room that this was in was locked up tight, so the Cats could not
possibly tamper with that particular room.

The EVP that was recorded was this: "Do not worry Abrana, the Trunk
is Safe, I have sent the Regulators to guard it."

We were shocked.

Experience Number 14: Chris had come by to show us something for a
costume he was gathering pieces for.
Billy made another appearance on the wall of my Cousin Erin's A/C
Unit, from the lower Torso, up.
This time it was non - verbal communication.


Billy continues his communications with me to this very day.
We continue to remain close.
Mostly non - verbal.
But the feeling is the same; Mutual Love, caring, and protectiveness.
When Hubby cannot be here to look after me, Billy does so on his
behalf, as a means of helping.
This is the rest of it.

Isabella: You want the full reading?
Me: Yep. for the Old West Period of time.
Isabella: I don't do that.
Me: oh. o.k.
Isabella: alright
Isabella: I'm gonna start with a species scan, this will bring up
which species you've been in a past life.
Me:o.k.
Isabella: and from there I'll tell you what your original creation
was.
Me: o.k.
Isabella: I'm bad with mortal names and people in history, so I might
be able to see you as a bandit, or someone, but get their name, not
likely.
Me: o.k.
Isabella: I will however, be able to hone in on your original name.
Me: o.k.
Isabella: so, let's start this already.
Me: o.k. go for it!
Isabella: What is your Element?
Me: Water.
Me: I am Cancer the Crab, Birth Sign in this life.
Isabella: *nods*
Isabella: Ever feel like this was not your proper element?
Me: Yes.
Isabella: which one do you identify with more?
Me: Earth, and maybe Fire.
Isabella: You. You're a fire sign.
Isabella: The scan brings this up.
Me: o.k. I thought so.
Isabella: Human = 766 Western Lives = 168 and Salamander = 6
Salamanders are fire elementals, they are the essence of fire. that's
what I see when I see you. You have a lot of fire in you. Your soul
is the element of fire. An embodiment of such. Like fire with a mind
of its own. There are many like that.
Me: Yep, that is a family Trademark. We are mostly fire folks.
Isabella: You've been only Human, no other kind species I can find.
Me: Interesting!
Isabella: but that's partly because those other species are blocked
because you haven't awakened them yet.
and you only believe in lives that exist on this realm.
Me: Sometimes, I feel a bit of Horse in me. Free. Yep.
Isabella: Sylph = 11 Undine = 2- Drow = 32
Me: What is that?
Isabella: Original Creation = Salamander Sylphs are air creatures,
Undines are water elementals, and Drows are like elves.
Me: oh. o.k. understood. Salamander. Interesting; it seems that is
why I am able to adapt to my situation.
Isabella: Your first life you were a salamander. You lived in a
volcano.
Me: hmmm. interesting.
Isabella: Salamanders generally live in fire. Very hot places.
Isabella: Tell me, where are you from?
Me: . (at the time, that is where I lived when I was
read), Natively from Los Angeles, CA.
Isabella: Arizona and California, see? Hot places.
Me: Yep, Very Hot Places. I like the heat.
Isabella: *nods*
Isabella: In that life, you were very philosophical. You had no
purpose. You were new. So the eternal questions "what is life?" "Why
am I here?" "what am I?" "What is my purpose?" all stayed on your
mind for that entire life.
Me: still is on my mind.
Isabella: *nods* You decided that mischief is what you were there
for. You set a lot of things on fire.
Me: sounds like me.
Isabella: Let me guess, you've had more than one Kitchen Fire?
Me: I've had a blustery and fiery life this life too. No, just a lot
of heated, rough times.
Isabella: *nods* The Gods decided that a body would be better for
you. So they tried an air being to counteract you.
Me: o.k. That explains my blusteryness.
Isabella: The air beings you became all...turned out to set things on
fire anyways.
Me: Yep!
Isabella: The water being you became afterwards... set the water on
fire.
The elf you became was in a forest.
Me: Yep. I tend to do that. o.k.
Isabella: Forest fires. I don't know who thought of that one. I guess
they thought you wouldn't awaken.
Me: I see, helping Mama Nature take care of Housekeeping I see.
Isabella: Then they tried Human Bodies, and less things blew up.
Me: o.k.
Isabella: You were in the west quite a bit in fact. A little hell
raiser, setting buildings on fire, you basically created arson in the
west.
Me: Yikes! I'm not that way now. Just went through a lot of rough
times.
Isabella: Flaming Arrows, that was your specialty in the beginning of
humanity and wars and all that.
Me: I see.
Isabella: Basically, when it came to war, any weapon that you could
set on fire and throw, was your specialty. You weren't always women
too. I can see you being a general of an army in Egypt, and once
again in scotland later on. You sometimes dressed up as a man to run
an army. You were basically in all the famous wars in history.
Me: I am a Gun Toter now, and LOVE Black Powder, or as we call
it, "Holy Black!" Smoke and Fire! Wow! Cool! So that explains that!
Isabella: As a woman in the west, you always grew up but around your
9th or 10th birthday, you'd fall into mischief and become a pistol.
Guys hurting you, after you, hating you, and you became a tom boy
most of the time.
Me: Yep. That is me, now!
Isabella: Then, you would find a boy who could keep up withy you, and
you'd be with him, his partner in crime, that sort of thing.
Me: Yep! That sounds like me!
Isabella: you knew all the greats.
Me: Yep. Still do!
Isabella: Billy, Jesse
Me: Ah! Thought so!
Isabella: You Married Billy.
Me: Billy and I are Very Close, same with Jesse and I! We are Cousins
in this life!
I did? I was the famed Abrana Garcia, then! Yeehaw!
Isabella: In that life
Me: Yes!
( I will abbreviate the reading from here to give what is relevant to
this).
Me: So, I run with the Outlaw Crowd even now! I'm a whole lot more
tame in this life, though.
Isabella: Yeah. Seems you settled down eventually.
Me: Yep. So ALL of this explains why I am handy with a Firearm to
this day.
Isabella: Yeah.
Me: I explore the Western Life exclusively, even Rodeo.
Isabella: It's in your blood, Along with the fire.
Me: It is that, I thought so!
Isabella: so, yeah.
Me: Definitely! It covered exactly what I needed to know! You hit
Dead on!

d.) This one was at a Cousin's home.
(I will abbreviate to keep this to what I feel is relevant).

They had commented that "the book I am in fact writing (Notes Stage),
should happen, but not for another 3 to 4 years."

"Tillie"is my Past - Life Daughter 0 In - Law's Sister, Eldest
Daughter of Ygenio Salazar y Garcia. She is my Eldest Son Pat's (Past
life with Billy the Kid), Wife, Tilie is my Spirit Guide now.

I was also told that my protector is Michael, the Archangel, who
works closely with the Family's Patron Saint, Martin, for whom many
Garcia Family Members are named.

I am told also that Tillie and I knew eachother then and know
eachother well enough to this day. She knows about our Past Life
Connection, and about my Past Life now and to this point.
She also knows that I was indeed Abrana Segura Garcia - Bonney, and
that I was Wife of Billy the Kid. That I bore Billy 4 Children,
Nabora, Patrocinio, Antonio, and Pedro.

They then as well, proceeded to tell me more about the book that I am
to write and completew, that "it will be my salvation."
I was also informed that "my Ancestors and Loved Ones surround me and
support me in my efforts with my Research, Education, and
Genealogical Studies."
Just as a point of Example, I recall Everything from my most recent Past Life. I was Navajo raised Spanish in the 1800's.
I recall where and when I was born to that life, but not who my Parents were nor what they looked like.
I remember who my Eldest Sister was, and she raised me back then. Our Mother was taken and died at Ft. Sumner, but we also Never saw her again.
Our Father was Killed during the ensuing Raid on our Tribal Homeland.
I recall well when I was taken by Kit Carson and the Ute Indians and placed with different people, my Cousins the Apache, and then sold us to the Spanish and put us into an Indian School (for lack of better Definition), at a Convent and Boarding School for Girls at Santa Fe, NM.
I was then placed with the Maxwell/Jaramillo Family, who was mostly Affluent back then and taken to thier Ft. Sumner Compound.
That is where I spent my Late Teen years and Early and Later Adulthood.
I was also traded to different Families for work that needed doing.
I changed my Surname Frequently depending on circumstance, to fit in with the Families to whom I was Indentured.
I recall well being married to William H. Bonney, bearing him 4 Children.
I recall fighting alongside him at various Gunfights he was involved in.
I recall well most if not All of the Regulators' Names.
I also recall well my Passing from that life into this one.
I died Peacefully, and came into a life far harder than what I went through then.
So, this is just an example of a few things that are Past Life Recall.
Yes, I have made several visits to New Mexico and each visit stirs up another memory.
I AM Kinship with the Kid and have a Family Tree AND Documentation that is Irrefutable to Prove to this and Past Lifetimes.
There are days I wake up and All I do is write because I recall something else.
The Kid and Kit Carson are Cousins. I was at Taos, NM (Where I will reside next year), and I found this out quite by accident.
I am just beginning the Genealogical Research on this.
There are many other Outlaws and Lawmen that are also Related to eachother and to me that I have duly Recorded for Posterity.
Also being "Sensitive" gives me a greater Insight and Clarity to what I am and have been experiencing.
When I go back to NM next year to live Permanently, I will be finalizing my Research on that Lifetime.
I am currently taking Notes to Write a Book about my Memories and Experiences.
It will help me to put All of what I know and Document into Perspective and to FINALLY Release the Truth.
As well, I know All about John Miller.
He is NOT Billy, and neither is the guy in Hico, TX.
They ARE Cousins to Billy, in the same Family Tree.
The Millers are off of my Dodson Line and my Cousin Sunny in Kingman, AZ., tells me of the stories her Family told her about John.
He is buried right in the same cemetery with the rest of my Miller Cousins.
Brushy is off of my Dodson/Roberts Line, who are Distant Cousins in Texas.
Sorry to burst NM's Bubble, but Billy is Billy and I also have a Photo that Proves Billy is in Ft. Sumner Graveyard, right where I had him laid to Rest.
It also shows Tom and Charlie in thier Graves.
As for our Children, There were many times Billy was Not in Jail that we were able to produce Offspring.
Some being while he was on the run.
The Final child was born after he passed, but was in Eutero at Billy's Passing.
have already done my own Research on the Subject and have Concretely Disproven All except for Abrana S. Garcia.
I also own a Copy of the Book by one of the Grandsons Elbert E. Garcia "Billy the Kid's Kid - The Hispanic Connection" which backs up this claim to 100%.
I also own a Copy of the Marriage Record with him Listed under Alias as Martin Garcia.
The Record is Dated February 11, 1871, and can be obtained through the Santa Fe, NM State Historical Society Records Bureau.
I also own my own Fledgling Historical Organization (which is an MSN Group at current), but will go to Website next year and Full Organizational Status, based solely on my Research.
I am also working with a Major Family History Professional on Billy's Bonney Lineage (of which I am an Ascendant - Descendant).
my Organization Name is "Society for the Preservation of Truth in Billy the Kid History and Research."
Our Short Name is: S.P.T.B.T.K.H.R.
Our Motto is: "Spot Billy the Kid Here!"
And yes, I get Communications from him on a daily Basis.
I was his Wife in my Last Lifetime.


The Children of Billy and Abrana are as follows: Daughter Nabora, Son Patrocinio, Son Antonio, Son Pedro (In eutero at time of Billy's Death), Born shortly thereafter.
Nabora Born 1872, Patrocinio Born 1875, Antonio born 1880, Pedro born 1882.
Billy and Abrana Married at the Old Catholic Church at Santa Rosa, NM. (Now Crumbling that I have Photos of), in a Nighttime Candlelight Ceremony that was done on the quick.
This is the Record as I have it.
I am also working hard on the Family Tree of Abrana Garcia, no matter how Difficult.
I will also post my Information that I have already collected personally to further prove my story.


Look at Santa Fe at thier Records Bureau - The Very Same Records as I have are available for the asking and will cost approximately $82.00.
I also have been to the same places as he Rode and Lived/Loved,etc. and have Photos that Prove what I know to be the Truth.
I have also been working with Respected Family Genealogists and Major Old West Historians that Support and Encourage my Research work to get this Job Done!

They were Ignored by them because No One wants to Accept that Billy had a REAL Life outside of Outlawry.
In fact, one must understand that Outlawry for a Boy of his age was Purely Economics, Not because he Wanted to.
In fact, Billy was Mostly Scapegoated by the other Outlaws (Dolan/Riley Faction), and the House, that Opposeed Tunstall and his Regulators.
There was Too much Law and Not enough Order, as both sides were Duly Deputized.
I also have a Reproduction Copy of Billy's Regulator Badge.

as I recall it, Billy was in Silver City, NM by that time, just back from AZ. where he had been in some Trouble.
We met in Santa Fe, NM at Inn of the Governors in 1870, sometime around the time his Mother Wed.
I was just out of the Shool for Girls at the Convent there.
I was in Santa Fe to obtain work as the Family was Desperate for Money, we were Struggling.
I went first to Inn of the Governors, asked for work, and the rest is History.
Billy and I wed at Santa Rosa, NM at the Old Catholic Church that is now Crumbling, in a Nighttime Candlelight Ceremony.
Only a very few Friends were there in attendance. We had to make it quick, God forbid one of our Mortal Enemy Lawmen should find out and Gun him down there.
I put his Name down as Martin Garcia to help hide him.
I also Falsified other Records to protect my Family.
So yes, Nabora's Birth is Exactly Correct to the best of my available knowledge and Records.


Yes. He is still there, and it is DEFINITELY His!
Even though it remained unmarked, you can tell where the Original Graves were.
I have Copies of Photos in my Collection that show this to be definitively True.
Now, as for that Grave, Billy IS at Rest.
It is Charlie Bowdrie that is Not.
Tom O'Folliard IS also at Rest.
I would hope to post my Photo Collection of Photos from NM and my Experiences with Billy through there.
Unfortunately, I have NO Clue how to work Photo Bucket.
What also happened while I was there, is that the Tension surrounding that Resting Place relaxed as soon as I set foot on the place.
It was like they were all 3 Relieved to see that I had safely returned Home to see that Justice is Finally done for All 3 of them.

I also own a Copy of the Coroner's Inquest Report (Santa Fe,NM. Records Bureau) from his Passing. It is Unanimous, Billy is Passed Away Gone Physically, but very much Alive in Spirit.
I also recall well what happened that night.

That night, we were getting ready to Leave for Old Mexico.
Billy had just come in from helping the Maxwells herd Cattle. He was Exhausted.
We went to the Orchard to have "Marital Time" together.
Then, we went two different ways to throw off those that we both knew were hunting him.
I went to the Kitchen to Prepare Supper and to watch the Children that I had left with Relatives.
The Children Hugged Billy and he scooped them up in one arm and held me in the other.
We spoke in Hushed Tones so as to not let on that we were Leaving.
I told Billy that Senor Pete Maxwell had come to me earlier in the day saying he was not feeling well, and I had consented to let him use our Room to Rest in.
Billy told me that this was fine and that he would go get the Overnight Bag that I had left in our Closet and say Farewell to Pete.
I gave him the Knife to go get Meat which was the Final Ingredient for our meal.
Minutes later, I heard the Shots, which I had assumed was Normal,as Beaver Smith's Saloon was Always Filled with Rowdies that shot the place up.
Then a Local Boy came to the Kitchen saying "Senora Abrana, Senora Abrana, Billy has been Shot!"
By this time my Amusement had turned to Anger, as I had thought that this was another of Billy's Practical Jokes, and I was Furious!
But then when I saw All of Everyone we knew standing outside of our Room and Pat Garrett crowing that he had Killed Billy the Kid, my Heart Sank, and I was Terrified.
I Demanded Entrance to our Room, despite being told that I did Not want to be in there and see what had happened.
I simply stated that this is my Husband laying Dead in that Room and I wanted to be with him.
When I saw what I did, my Knees Buckled, and I was Inconsolable, Screaming and Crying over his Body, putting his Head in my Lap as he Breathed his Last.
There was Blood, Bone, Muscle, and Tissue Everywhere, but I didn't care, I Wanted to be with him when he Passed.
That night, we held the Wake, for which I paid for the Clothing the Clean up of the Scene (of which I also helped to clean up).
I was Inconsolable and was Never quite the same.
I did the best that I could with the Children, of which I had Male Relatives to help me.
We laid Billy beside Tom and Charlie.
Even now, I do All that I can to care for Billy's Spirit.
I see to his Grave Site being Clean and check in with te Museum to make certain of this and I watch All Articles pertaining to Billy and make sure he is being properly Honored.


It has taken me 16 years to compile All of the information that I have here.
And there is still more.


I just last night made a List of All of my Source References and and Materials from which I base All of my Research.
I will go get it and place it here.

I went through my Binders last night, when I had trouble sleeping, and got out All of my work that I had done over the years.
(This is by NO means a Completed work)!

On another Board about Past Lives, someone asked about Native American Backgrounds involving Past Lives, and I spoke up that I recall well my Encarnation of having been Navajo raised Spanish.

This is my Memory of what happened when I was stolen from my People and why I am so well accepted among the Native Peoples of the Southwest:

I go back to when I was then 10 years old (possibly a bit younger), and this ties in with the rest of my Memories.
It was Warm but not cold day, I playing with other Children, being prepared for Puberty Rites that were soon to come, declaring me as Woman.
Things move slow around the Canyon de Chelly Home where we lived.
Life was about harvesting Corn, making certain that life followed the order it was supposed to.
Then that day, I saw men in brightly armored suits come riding into the Camp, Women started to scream and run, Children hurried with thier Mothers and went to hiding, some were Killed and Mutillated.
The Men of our People were Killed by the Men and a Warring Tribe (Utes) which was determined upon our Destruction.
I saw Kit Carson, but from a distance.
Many of our people taken to a place called Ft. Sumner. Many die there.
OMG! Where are Mama and Papa? My Sister, she take me, we Run, we are captured.
They take us by wagon to the Apaches, our Cousins, they take us.
We then taken to a foreign place, very large, many people, of other cultures.
My sister, she take me, tell them she is my Mother, they will not take me from her then, it is all we have left.
Many nights, I cry.
The Catholic school, they take my hair, it was very long. I wear it short out of fear I will not be liked by the new people we see here.
They teach us many new things, they also are very harsh. Our culture gone.
We can only speak Spanish, our native toongue is not allowed.
Now, a kindly white man, Mr. Maxwell, he take us.
We are treated generously by Lucien and Luz.
They pay us well for the work that we do.
We are given clothes to wear.
I am given a house of my own with my Sister.
Because my sister, she keep medicine way, sacred to our family.
We seen as very wise, knowledgeable in medicines, are saught for curing.
I am soon traded to different families that are connected to this Maxwell Family.
They treat me mostly good.
One day, family need money, very bad off.
We go back to Santa Fe, where I go for work.
Inn of the Governors is hiring, this is where my story with Billy the Kid Truly begins and History is made!
recall well Christmas time, Los Rios del Luz, Farolitos Everywhere, Shining through the Snow, the Sparse Decorations we had then, but the sense of Warmth and Community that Permeated the area at Christmas.
It was Wonderful.
Billy and the Regulators would come home from what was then percieved as Outlawry, which we knew as Economic Survival, and there would be Large Celebrations, Bailes and Dances.
Billy would sit with the Little Boys and tell of his Daring Escapades, which were Embellished and we all knew he had a sense of Humor.
None of it Serious.
Really what happened was far less than what he told of.
The Little Girls Buzzed around the Kitchen and the Baked Goods with the other Children and the Women.
Billy was well liked by All.
Always the Consumate Gentleman.
All were Dressed in Holiday Finery.
We had to go to a Larger Town or Big City, such as Santa Fe for Mass.
There was La Posada, and many things that were Spectacular about the Holiday Season.
But it was Always a time of Warmth and Joy for Billy and I, secure in our Love, both for Eachother, and for our Family.
I recall well Christmas time, Los Rios del Luz, Farolitos Everywhere, Shining through the Snow, the Sparse Decorations we had then, but the sense of Warmth and Community that Permeated the area at Christmas.
It was Wonderful.
Billy and the Regulators would come home from what was then percieved as Outlawry, which we knew as Economic Survival, and there would be Large Celebrations, Bailes and Dances.
Billy would sit with the Little Boys and tell of his Daring Escapades, which were Embellished and we all knew he had a sense of Humor.
None of it Serious.
Really what happened was far less than what he told of.
The Little Girls Buzzed around the Kitchen and the Baked Goods with the other Children and the Women.
Billy was well liked by All.
Always the Consumate Gentleman.
All were Dressed in Holiday Finery.
We had to go to a Larger Town or Big City, such as Santa Fe for Mass.
There was La Posada, and many things that were Spectacular about the Holiday Season.
But it was Always a time of Warmth and Joy for Billy and I, secure in our Love, both for Eachother, and for our Family.
I was watching Young Guns 2, and it brought to the surface additional remembrances.


There was once that the Army came looking for Billy, and we hid him in a Pickle Barrel, and we had to scrub him but good, Deluvina and I did, just to get the Stench of Pickle Brine out of him.
We Scrubbed his Clothes for months, to NO avail.
We finally had to burn his Clothes, and get him new Clothes, as the others were not going to come clean.
Deluvina and I still laugh about it now, and we have Never let Billy hear the end of this, and just rib him about it.
The rest of what I recall was where Billy had to hide under Luz Beaubien "Panita" Maxwell's Hoop Skirt to avoid the Law, and even dressed in Disguise of a Mexican Man and once of a Woman, complete with Hoop Dress and Bonnet.
I also recall well where Pat Garrett and his Boys came to our Hacienda one day, looking for Billy, and Billy was out on the Trail, doing some Cow Work for someone to make money to feed and care for our Family.
Pat Beat me senseless, held a Gun to our Eldest Son, then a Baby, and thank Goodness that Nabora was not home at the time, but helping another family at the time, or out playing with friends.
His Goons overturned our hacienda, breaking everything in sight, and overturning my Storeroom full of the Canned Goods that I had finished shortly before, a Winter's worth of Canned Goods.
I was furious!
I spat and Hissed and did All that I could to protect my Family, and Refused with All of my Venom to reveal to them Billy's Location.
Thereafter, I ran to my Cousin Paulita Maxwell, screaming and Crying that Pat and his Boys were going to Kill Billy and myself, the Baby, and our Daughter.
Many of the Men had to set Guard outside our Home until Billy came home, or I went with my then young Children to the homes of Family Members to hide.
Thereafter, Billy came home from his Labors, and saw what they had done.
He was also Furious and Ready and willing to Kill Pat at All cost.
Nothing could calm him.
I fixed what I could in the meantime, and replaced with others' Donations of help, what I had lost.

There will be more, where this came from.
It will take time to recall the rest of what had happened.The rest of what I recall was where Billy had to hide under Luz Beaubien "Panita" Maxwell's Hoop Skirt to avoid the Law, and even dressed in Disguise of a Mexican Man and once of a Woman, complete with Hoop Dress and Bonnet.
I also recall well where Pat Garrett and his Boys came to our Hacienda one day, looking for Billy, and Billy was out on the Trail, doing some Cow Work for someone to make money to feed and care for our Family.
Pat Beat me senseless, held a Gun to our Eldest Son, then a Baby, and thank Goodness that Nabora was not home at the time, but helping another family at the time, or out playing with friends.
His Goons overturned our hacienda, breaking everything in sight, and overturning my Storeroom full of the Canned Goods that I had finished shortly before, a Winter's worth of Canned Goods.
I was furious!
I spat and Hissed and did All that I could to protect my Family, and Refused with All of my Venom to reveal to them Billy's Location.
Thereafter, I ran to my Cousin Paulita Maxwell, screaming and Crying that Pat and his Boys were going to Kill Billy and myself, the Baby, and our Daughter.
Many of the Men had to set Guard outside our Home until Billy came home, or I went with my then young Children to the homes of Family Members to hide.
Thereafter, Billy came home from his Labors, and saw what they had done.
He was also Furious and Ready and willing to Kill Pat at All cost.
Nothing could calm him.
I fixed what I could in the meantime, and replaced with others' Donations of help, what I had lost.

There will be more, where this came from.
It will take time to recall the rest of what had happened.
While I was on my Travels by Big Rig, I remembered something else that had happened.
We were on the Rio Feliz, there was a CD Tune, something Clicked within me, I saw something that was like a Movie Reel playing in front of me.
I was Terrified but intrigued.
I was with Billy and the Regulators once, Riding down the Rio Feliz, in South Eastern NM.
A Posse of Men came up behind us, Riding hard, Shouting, Shooting at us.
We took off, fleeing in fear for our very lives.
Billy screamed for me to ride for Ft. Sumner and Home, Safety, I did as was Instructed, but screamed that I did not want to.
I remember the Whiz of the Bullets, the Firing of the Guns, the Stench of Black Powder in the air.
We were both Terrified that we would lose eachother.
Thankfully, later on, I met him with the Regulators at one of his Hideouts, with our Children, where we re - grouped our Family, Thankful to all be Alive.
This was Sheriff Brady and his Men, as I later found out.
No wonder Billy and his Regulators wanted Sheriff Brady Dead; they tried to Kill Me (well maybe not necessarily me, but for the fact that I was there, I could easily have been killed, but got lucky)!
Billy was Vengeful against Sheriff Brady for almost killing me, as I was with them at the time, but also for killing his Boss, John Tunstall.
Something else sparked another memory, and this time it was a small something, but enough to bring another something to the surface.
Where it said in the legend that Billy was trying to disguise his looks, it was Black Tea, which darkens Skin and Hair very easily, turning it black or deep brown to near black.
Although at the time, Black Tea was not in easy demand or in large supply, we had to travel to Silver City, NM. to obtain it.
There, we had a large populace of Chinese who sold these goods to the locals who purchased these things there readily.
We brought this back with us to Ft. Sumner, we used a poultice of Black Tea, well brewed, had Billy bathe in this regularly, until his skin was dark brown.
For his hair, we mixed Amonia and Black Tea.
With this, we washed his hair in it until it was dark Black as the deepest night.
Many in Pat Garrett's Circle could never have recognized him.
Also, with the fact that Billy so easily spoke Fluent Spanish, he was taken for one of us.
Billy also was growing Facial Hair at the time, his Whiskers had to also be bathed in this Black Tea regularly, until it was Black.
His face and neck, hands and other parts also had to be bathed in this.
Pat Garrett got the right man, but he did not know it was Billy, as he was so well disguised, until after the shooting and Billy's death.
I have had by far some very "interesting" experiences since I have been here.
1.) a Little Boy crying for his Mommy, which about broke my heart; "Mommyyy!, Mommyyyy!?!" this was a VERY Distressed sound. This one I helped also to move on, being as Motherly and Gentle with him as possible to help aid his transition.
2.) a Lady in my Kitchen Tapping away at something when all is quiet, like on a "Molcahete" (Mortar and Pestle). I like her, she feels friendly and I don't mind her presence.
3.) A Mexican Gentleman that allegedly died in a fire on or near this property. He described to me, how he had died and the pain and Trauma that he endured at passing. I helped him to move on.
4.) A Male Miner that allegedly had a Mine around here nearby this property.
He seems to be often the most active of all of them.
He has tried to materialize a couple of times and has attempted communications.
I don't quite know what to make of him.
Most times, I usually just hear this one walking past me and down the hall.
5.) when Hubby had gone to get our PickUp Truck from AZ, from my Cousin's place, I felt an "Unseen Presence" crawl into bed with me.
It completely unnerved me.
Also about 2 - 3 Dozen more.
All either Mexicans, Anglos, or Indians from the Pueblo.
All have been particularly friendly and not at all threatening.
Most or all are residual and seem to be just like a Tape replaying itself over and over again.
I like and have excellent relations with most of those that are here.
One experience that scared the life out of me, is that I was awakened by three VERY loud "Bangs" on my Wall, my side of the bed, at about 3:40 a.m. where it sounded as if it had come from outside the house.
I looked that morning to see if there was any evidences of something having happened there that early morning.
Well, there was NOTHING!
Hubby said I was just dreaming, but I KNOW what I had heard!
Could it have been my returning from Astral Travelling?
Also yesterday, on the rear Porch, the Light Bulb Cover came off of the Bulb with NO reasonable explanation for it having fallen off and neither of us touching it.
There was NO wind except for a light breeze.
Please - Help me to figure this one out!
Just a few days ago, we went down into the Plaza for a Concert where they were offering free Cake and Bottles of Water.
We went onto the Courthouse to see if we could find hours for the Historical Society so I could do studies there at a later date.
Well, upon going up there, I felt this "very heavy energy field," and it frightened me.
I felt a sense of only what I can describe as "sheer Panic."
I felt as if I could not breathe.
My chest tightened and I began to wheeze uncontrollably. I could not get my Breath.
I had to go back down stairs and exit the Building Immediately, where I began to regain my breath and my composure.
It was unlike anything else I had EVER experienced!
Any explanations that anyone else here can lend?
I was setting at my Computer, filling out a Survey On Line, and my Computer Blurted out these words in the most Sickeningly Creepy Voice I could EVER hear (Hubby heard it too); "I am counting the minutes until we can be together."
SHUDDER!
Any Ideas, Anyone?
I am thinking of performing a Sacred Tobacco and Sage Smudging Ceremony with a White Light Protection Spell and ending it with the Beauty Way Incantation of the Navajo Tribe.
My Cousin Chris has a Communications Device, that is Hand Held, Digital, that one can record thier voice onto to leave a Message for another or for themselves.
This Device has recorded, without the Aid or Benefit of one of us recording these particular Messages, EVP's and Clear as Day.
I will herein give the Messages, as they were Imparted to me, by said Recording Device.

Locations: Casa Grande, AZ. (Cousin Chris' Home), and Tucson, AZ. (My Current Residence)

Witnesses: Dan and Melissa Bryan and Chris L. Walker

Date: 2 - 13 - 07

Time: 10:50 a.m.
Message on Hand Held Digital Recorder Device
Message from: Josiah G. "Doc" Scurlock
Message: "Happy Valentine's Day, Abrana."

Time: 11:18 a.m.
Message on Hand held Digital Recorder Device
Message from: William H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "Happy Valentine's Day, Mi Amor."

Time: 1:20 p.m.
Upon arrival at Chris' Trailer home, the string that contained the Tent Hubby and I slept in was moved from the Top Shelf to hanging on the Bottom Shelf in the front room.

Time: 1:46 p.m.
Message on hand held Digital Recorder Device
Message from: William H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "Can't wait until Manana, Abrana."

Time: 8:38 p.m.
Message on hand held Digital Recorder Device
Message: "Thank You for the Watch, Abrana. I Love it."

End of the Messages at this time.
New Message:

2 - 14 - 07

Location: Tucson, AZ. (My Current Residence)

Time: 9:30 a.m.
Message on Hand Held Digital Recorder Device
Message from: William H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "Abrana, I miss you so much, I wish I could be with you right now."
New Message:

Witnesses: Chris L. Walker and Melissa Bryan

Location: Tucson, AZ., (My Current Residence)

Date: 2 - 14 - 07

Time: 11:03 a.m.
Message on Hand Held Recorder Device
Message from: Wiliam H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "May take some doing Abrana, but I'm gonna be in your arms again, you'll see."
New Message:

Location: Tucson, AZ. (My Current Residence)

Witnesses: Chris L. Walker and Melissa Bryan

Time: 2:59 p.m.
Message on Hand Held Recorder Device
Message from: William H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "See ya' in Town, Abrana."
New Message:

Location: Tucson, AZ. (My Current Residence)

Witnesses: Chris L. Walker and Melissa Bryan

Time: 2:59 p.m.
Message on Hand Held Recorder Device
Message from: William H. "Billy The Kid" Bonney
Message: "See ya' in Town, Abrana."
had another experience tonight, that left me shaken and really scared.
Tonight, Saturday, January 13, 2007, 8:30 p.m.
An Angry Male Voice called me by Name "Abrana!" and I was on the Phone Long Distance with a Cousin that is also my Best Friend to this point, when it happened. She heard it too.
We both cannot figure out who would be this angered at me and why.
It has me shaken and not understanding what is going on.
The only thing that I have been doing tonight, is climing a few Limbs of the Family Tree.
Have been having a few Projects to take care of on that end.
The other night, before I went to bed, I was turning everything off, and I heard what sounded like a Child Crying.
I didn't see anyone, and it wasn't coming from the Neighbors or the Hallway outside our Door, It sounded as if it was inside the Living Room with me.
Anyway, I take Sympathy with young Souls as those, but goodness did it unnerve me.
It was very Brief, but send the Little Soul on to the Spirit World, and my Family now has her over there, and I hope for her Love, Safety and Happiness there.
I didn't get a Name nor did I see any Presences, just heard it.
When I asked who was there, the noise of the Crying stopped.
So take of this what you will, but I did send her to the Spirit World with Love, Honor and Respect.
Poor thing. I hope she is with those that can help her far better than I can.
Tonight, abt. 5:55 p.m.

One more experience with Billy's Spirit.

I was looking for a Sopapillas Recipe for Supper, and I was going to go to the next cook book, and I looked at my Feet, and the Billy The Kid Cook Book was open to the Table of Contents!
I know for a Fact that I did NOT Touch it!
Billy was helping me look for something tasty to make with those Sopapillas I am going to make for Supper tonight!
Last night, abt. 11:32 p.m. Thursday, January 4, 2007
Another unusual experience to relate.
Last night, as I was dropping off to sleep, and I had just gotten into bed, I heard a woman's voice distinctly whisper "Hello, I'm here."
It was faint and soft, but audible enough that I heard it.
Any Ideas on as to the Identity of the Mysterious Whisperer?
I just mumbled something about "Yeah, I hear you" and rolled over and went to sleep.
Also, I have heard during most days, a Woman Humming in my Bedroom and then Cousin Chris and I Identified the Christmas Tune "Silent Night" coming from my Bedroom Closet, when Nothing in there would cause such an unusual occurrence.
We checked for All available Natural and Man Made Causes.
We Determined that Nothing else could be causing such an unusual occurrence.
So, we Ruled this one Definitely Paranormal.
Just a few minutes ago:

I had shut everything down for the night, and was getting a bite of something before bed, and there was a Screw that goes to a part on a chair that I tore apart to put chair covers on the chairs for Christmas.
Well, come last night, I looked high and low, but no screw was ever found, and there was just one missing.
Well, low and behold, it appeared on the floor tonight, from which or what source I cannot say.
But it was NOT there as of yesterday, last night, or today.
It is very odd and strange how one small Item as this re appeared to me after being missing for a while.
I of course gave generous thanks to whom or whatever had helped me find that missing part.
Over these last couple of days, I have seen a Lady in my Home, and just today I have heard her Humming something I didn't recognize at all.
I have been seeing more and more and hearing more and more lately.
Thankfully, the Bad Dreams that often accompany these Sightings are not coming with it anymore.
Now, I just simply don't know what to do with this ability.
I closed myself off from this ability the first time because of Horrible Bad Dreams and Night Terrors that often accompanied my "Spirit World" Sightings in the day time.
Any advice or words that have some wisdom to them would be appreciated.
Again, I am at a loss to know what to do with these abilities.
All too often I will see a hazy "Form" or a Whisp of White Energy, or hear something that is unusual.
More or less, it will be out of the corner of my Eye or when I least expect it.
Once, I was sitting here at my Computer, and both Hubby and I saw this, was a Whisp of White , and I don't know if it was Angelic in nature, a Ghost or just an Energy Being.
This "Thing" passed right in front of me, between me and the Monitor.
It was so Bright, that I had to shield my eyes momentarily.
But it just Floated by me.
I have also "Seen" a ball or streak of light passing by me in the Hallway, when I am setting at the Computer Desk Working.
Any Ideas on these as well?

These pages entail the bulk of the majority of my experiences.
I hope that everyone here enjoys them.
I have been accused elsewhere of "advertising," which I can assure is NOT my intention.
I simply want to impart what I know had happened to me.
All too often I will see a hazy "Form" or a Whisp of White Energy, or hear something that is unusual.
More or less, it will be out of the corner of my Eye or when I least expect it.
Once, I was sitting here at my Computer, and both Hubby and I saw this, was a Whisp of White , and I don't know if it was Angelic in nature, a Ghost or just an Energy Being.
This "Thing" passed right in front of me, between me and the Monitor.
It was so Bright, that I had to shield my eyes momentarily.
But it just Floated by me.
I have also "Seen" a ball or streak of light passing by me in the Hallway, when I am setting at the Computer Desk Working.
Any Ideas on these as well?

These pages entail the bulk of the majority of my experiences.
I hope that everyone here enjoys them.
I have been accused elsewhere of "advertising," which I can assure is NOT my intention.
I simply want to impart what I know had happened to me.
Tonight, I was working at my computer, it was around 9:30 p.m.
I heard someone whistle, as if to get my attention.
Not sure this time as to whom or what, if anyone or anything that this was.
Did more Research at this Site: ghosttowngallery.com/

Found places that had some Tremendous Energy Pulls.
I will list my findings here:

Cerillos, NM.
The Store on main Street, we buy Plenty Provisions here. We were passing through.

Chance City, NM.
Billy and I were there once, passing through.

Chloride, NM.
Yes, I know this Town well.
This was one of our Principal Hide Outs.
The Rock House as shown in the Photo is where we spent many a time with Friends, often Gambling.

Cimarron, NM.
This was another of our Chief Hide Outs.
Billy's and my Common Employer, Lucien B. Maxwell, Founded and Owned the Town.
I get the Strongest Overall Energy Pull there.

Colfax, NM.
This is also where I get a very strong Energy Pull.
We passed through there Numerous times.

Cuchillo, NM.
I don't get much of an Energy pull here.
Just a feeling of passing through.

Dawson, NM.
Nothing here either. Just passing through.

Elizabethtown, NM.
I got the feeling of having been through there, with the smell of Evergreen Pine Trees when I view these photos, indicating perhaps a Holiday time spent here.

Galisteo, NM.
No long stay here. Feeling of just passing through the area.

Golden, NM.
Was there once, Hid and went to Services at the Old Church.

Hachita, NM.
Was there once, attended Services at the old Church.

Hanover, NM.
No Memories of this place. Maybe passing through Temporarily.

Hillsboro, NM.
Just there on way elsewhere, was there once on Gambling Foray.
Passing through.

Kelly, NM.
This was a place of a Gambling Foray.
Maybe was there once, passing through.

Lake Valley, NM.
Were there once on a Gambling Foray.

Magdalena, NM.
We came to this place to do Cattle and Horse Trading Business and on a Gambling Foray.
I get a Strong Energy Pull from this Location.

Mogollon, NM.
This was another of our Principal Hide Outs.
We did a Steady Horse and Cattle Trading Business Here on behalf of the Maxwells.
We knew Mr. Holland who owned the General Store, Purchasing Plenty Provisions here.
We also Gambled here Frequently.

Old Hachita, NM.
We were Passing through, maybe one or two Gambling Forays.

Organ, NM.
Passing through. No significant Energy Pulls nor Memories here.

Pinos Altos, NM.
I got a Large Energy Pull from this Area.
Billy and I had a High Time there.
We were Ace High and All Good.
We did a lot of Business here, Including Gambling.

Shakespear, NM.
We did some Gambling Forays there, but were never there long.

Steins, NM.
A Definite Energy Pull here.
We hid there more than once.
We also Gambled here Frequently.

Valedon, NM.
Passed through the area, did not stop.

Winston, NM.
Did Gambing Forays there.

Now, I have a few less places to have to visit to do Research for my Book.
Alright, I got more.
This time, a couple of locations in AZ.

Stanton, AZ.
Hotel Stanton, it says that Billy was indeed there.
His Energy in his Early life is deeply ingrained there.
I could see him.
Windy Cahil was killed there by Billy, in a Brawl that was Self Defense.
Billy was absolutely there Early in his life, before we met or just shortly thereafter.

Dos Cabezas, AZ.
We were there a time or two.
We were passing through the area on our way elsewhere.
Yes. I am a Santa Believer.
I have had several Unexplained experiences with Santa for Real!
1.) I was living in Montague, CA. with my Hubby and we were in Bed on
Christmas Eve, and heard someone on the Roof.
It was unlike Anything that we had EVER heard.
I can only describe the Pawing of Livestock and Footsteps on the Roof
that I can only Describe as the Clomping of Heavy Boots.
The Roof was icy that Night, as we had a Deep Freeze Warning that
Night.
No one, not even Electricians and other professionals liked going up
there because of the Steep Angle of the Roof itself.
So, we could NOT for the life of us, explain how anyone could be up
there on that Night.
We also heard what sounded like someone going from Unit to Unit in
our Apt. Building Delivering Gifts.
And this was an Old Building, made in the Mid 1800's.

2.) We were Living in Cheyenne, WY. and we found Boot Prints on
Christmas Morning one year, going from the Tree to our Window.
It was stained with none other than Black Soot!
There were Gifts under the Tree that we Know for a Fact we did NOT
put under the Tree that year!

3.) We were Living in Tucson for the First time one year, and from
our Tree to the Door, there were again Soot Stained Boot Brints going
from our Tree to the Door.
We could NOT figure it out because they were too big to be either of
ours, and no matter how we tried to get the Stains out, they came
back and Darker each time.

After a while, this has Tapered off, but I still believe!

We Leave Cookies and Milk (My Hot Chocolate and Chocolate Chip
Cookies are his Favorite), and we leave Carrotts for the Reindeer.

One other peculiarity, is that on Christmas Eve, we lose Track of
Time (several hours) time seems to stop, perhaps breach of Time Space
Continuum, and fall into a "Deep Sleep" that we can hardly Awake from
until about 5:00 - 6:00 a.m.
We also have compared Notes, and cannot seem to recall Dreaming
Anything, like we both go Blank.
I am not sure if Anyone else has Witnessed or experienced anything
like any of this.
This is my Tombstone Experience.
I was there when I was 14, and I saw and heard things that frightened
me at the time but are now heartwarming anecdotes.
I went in after paying my Fee with my Parents and Sister.
They saw Nothing, but I DID!
They shut the door behind us, and I KNEW something was about to
happen, but then, I am Sensitive/Intuitive and Clairaudient.
I examined the place visually, making sure to take in my surroundings.
There were Tables to my Right and a Big Bar to my left.
I leaned against the Bar, and heard someone I could not see come up
to me.
I then heard Ike Clanton come up to me.
The Conversation went like this:
Ike: "Ma'am can I show you around Tombstone and show you a Good Time?"
Me: "No, Ike. You may Not. It is Cool, I have Perfect Control of my
Visit to your town."
Ike: "Ma'am a Lady as yourself aught not be alone in a Town like
this."
Me: "Ike, I told you, I am with my Family and I am NOT Alone! I've
Got it, and I will thank you to let me be."
Curly Bill was also there, and I could smell the whiskey on his
Breath. It was Very Strong.
It then turned and I heard a group of men come to my Right about 100
feet.
Wyatt: "Ma'am is Ike Bothering you?"
Me: "No, Wyatt, I've got it, it is Cool!"
Wyatt: "Alright, Ma'am. If you Need Anything, let me know. I am at
your Service."
Me: "Thank You, Wyatt. I'll let you know."
The Conversation then turned again.
Ike: "Aw Wyatt, I was just trying to show the Lady a Good Time!"
I then heard the Click of Ike's Gun Hammer.
Wyatt: "Ike, Drop the Gun!"
Ike: "But, But I just wanted to have a Good Time with the Lady!"
Wyatt: "Ike! Drop the Gun!"
Me: "Alright, this is my Cue to RUN!"
I ran Hell for Leather as I heard Gunfire behind me.
Wyatt then asked me this:
"Ma'am, If I might ask, my Boys and I will be escorting you through
town whenever you come to visit. We will protect you from the likes
of those Ruffians."
Me: "Thank You, Wyatt. It would be most appreciated."
Wyatt: "Anytime, Ma'am."
Gunsmoke hung around in the air after the Gunfire. You could see and
Smell it.

Take of this what you will, but this happened to me. It is MY
Personal Birdcage Theater Experience.
Even Bat Masterson's Nephew, my Cousin in Tennessee, Confirms this as
being verifyably Real.
My Proof that the Santa Fe, NM Encounter was Indeed Authentic:


The Kid fell in love with Santa Fe, according to lore, it is in Santa Fe, where the Kid learned to speak Spanish fluently. As a teen he went to school and worked odd jobs. Singing for tips in a plaza bar-resteraunt and washing dishes at the La Fonda hotel.


This part here gives the most significance to Proof that my Encounter was Indeed Authentic!
I was in the Truck and Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire" came on (Billy's Fave Tune), I felt a warm hand grip mine and hold it tightly, but lovingly.
I just smiled and knew instantly that Billy had paid me a visit.
I just hope that he will get stronger the longer that I am here in NM.
From what I understand, he seems to love the Casita I live in currently.
Waiting for the chance to go Fishing near one of the local Rivers that are nearby this Community.
My Experiences with the Ghosts of Taos, NM:
1.) Gov. Bent Museum:
Strange, Eerie Feeling there, something is Unsettled.
When Employees are there, a Broom in the Room near them will fall over of its own accord.
Felt a small Child, a Little Boy, Tug on my Skirt.
In Gift Shop, an Employee felt like someone was squeezing on her Leg.
2.) Doc Martin's Adobe Bar, Grill and Restaraunt:
I was Immediately Drawn to the Balcony above the Lobby.
It has been said that there is the Spirit Form of a Woman has been sighted at that Location.
In his book, "The Saga of Billy the Kid," Burns was supposed to have a
chapter all about Paulita Maxwell being Billy's girlfriend. Burns's
publishers were afraid that since Paulita was still alive, she might
sew them for saying she was a girlfriend of Billy's. Because of this,
Burns changed every reference to Paulita to the dead Celsa.

This Proves my Point!

Paulita Maxwell was born in Mora, New Mexico, in 1864. She was born to
Lucien and Ana Maria de la Luz Maxwell. Her eldest brother was Pete
Maxwell. Paulita was half French, a quarter Irish, and a quarter
Hispanic. She worshipped Billy.

Worshiped Billy, yes. Loved Billy, No. Had Billy for her Hubby, NOT
EVER!
Searching for parents names for Charles Scott b.cir 1805 in
Jefferson County, Ohio. He married 4/20/1830 to Margaret
Dodds, in Harrison Co., OH. In the 1840 census, and
thereafter, they are found in Franklin twp, near Deersville
and Freeport. Charles died 1864. (Lots of research has been
done on the children of Charles & Margaret, see at
www.rootsweb.com[/URL] in familytrees/worldconnect)

In the 1840 census Francis Scott, nearby, may be a brother.
Anyone have any information on Francis?

The father of Charles and Francis may (or may not) be Charles.

J.R. Maxwell

This was sent to me by Cattle Kate and the Author is none other than
a "Maxwell!"
The Connection Stands even through Family Lineage of this day!
One of my Cousins in the Dodson Family did the Research on this
Family Lineage and these are my 13th Great Cousins.
And I believe this to match exactly my Records and Notes of my
Encouters with Billy.
If given the chance, I believe G Spirits should become a Member of
our Team assembled herein to find Justice for Billito.
I asked a Straight Forward, Honest question (as a Researcher), and to
know if the other had a piece of information that matched my own
about Billito, and this was the response that I got:

Abrana,

Lincoln remains one of the most haunted towns, (if not the most
haunted,), in New Mexico. I researched the town intensly. Many ghosts
were identified and scientifically captured. I have a spirit that was
captured on film that I believe to be Alex McSween. The site of his
former home, (now an empty lot,) is full of activity, for ghostly
screams can be heard on the site.

Also, I was lucky enough to photograph John Tunstall, who was
ambushed and murdered on February 18, 1878. The photograph was taken
behind the Tunstall store. Spiritual contact was made on the street
in front of the Tunstall-Mcsween store. This spirit was furious, and
was seeking revenge. He said his name was "William." I believe this
to be "Sheriff Brady" murdered on April 1, 1878.

The stairway inside the Lincoln County Courthouse is also a hot spot
of spiritual obstruction. Step on the 5th step from the bottom. I
felt a "shot to the back," and "instant death." Who ever was killed
their, suffered not. An imprint of the body can be "visioned at the
base of the stairway. These are but a few of the entities I have
encountered there.

You now ask... What about Billy, do you not? Yes, I have seen him. He
haunts the site of Pete Maxwell's past residence in Fort Sumner. I
have also seen him throughout Lincoln. He's unlike history states. He
feels that a great injustice has been commited in his life, and he
will not rest until those acknowledge this. He stated, "Why won't
they do anything?" "Why don't they listen to me?" He is very confused
and full of hatred. He feels that he was deceived, and that justice
was not served, even today.

I have much more information for you. However, for now, I must go.
I'll check in a little later.

GSpirits

G Spirits
We are working hard to determine exactly what
happened to Billy we are really trying very hard to
make this pardon happen as soon as we can but every
one that we came across has had it in for us, we have
been booted from most every Billy The Kid site there
is on the internet due to someone calling himself
Bondie Boy. He has had it in for us ever since last
year. We cannot post any where as we are not welcome
to do so that we are misfits and miscreants and
trouble makers. Billy will get his pardon. I promise
you that Billy Wm Henry Bonney aka Billy the Kid,
we believe in you we truly do to this day!

No to worry, mi Amor, Billito, Justice will be served, as per mi
Libro.
Tu will get tu Pardon ef et es la last thing I ever do en mi tiempo
de Vida.
I know exactly what you mean by the whole "Soul Mate" thing.
Even though in this life, I am happily Married, I still feel that my
Cousin Billy the Kid Bonney, with whom I have had communications with
for many years, is my Soul Mate and we were Married then in his
Lifetime.
He is now in the Spirit and I am in the Flesh.
And one day hope that we will be reunited and forever together.

--- In mystic_investigatio<WBR>ns@yahoogroups.<WBR>com, "Rainbow"
<groups@...>
wrote:
>
> Hi Joi
> Thankyou for your welcome, I`m glad to be here.
> I never recommend anyone using a Ouija as I know a lot of problems
can occur.
> Yes I have used Ouija for around 40 years without problems, like I
said, probably because I only ever use it to contact loved ones like
family and my soulmate Johnny. I have a page on my website about my
use of the board and using one in general.
> I always ground myself beforehand, say an opening prayer and ask
only for Johnny and my guardian angel Toyta (pronounced Toe-e-ta) to
be present. I light a white candle and visualise it`s pure white
lightforce enveloping all of us and keeping us safe (the three of us
work together spiritually)<WBR>. I also ask Toyta to protect Johnny,
myself and my family and home during communication. I never place my
finger upon the glass until Johnny lets me know he is ready, I will
hear him speak or feel his gentle touch, or if he is feeling playful
he ruffles my hair or animates the candle flame!. When I finish I say
a closing prayer and thank them both for coming and only then blow
out the candle. I don`t actually have to do any cleaning but it
couldn`t do any harm. I might use smudging sticks around the room
sometimes but that`s about it.
> Although we can communicate in a variety of ways we both prefer
Ouija as our main tool. I use a home made board with cards and a
glass... I never take the chance and buy a ready made one, never know
what it might bring with it!. (Johnny won`t let me waste money on one
anyway, he says what`s the point when I can make one that works just
as well!)
> I don`t know where you heard soulmates don`t incarnate with us but
I have heard other people who think so. I must tell you it`s not
true. Johnny and I have shared many lifetimes together and we know we
would have done so in this life too had he not died very young 26
years ago. We had "met" a few times, both knew there was more to our
feelings for each other, although we didn`t quite know or understand
fully at the time, but didn`t have the chance to get to know each
other properly. When he died it left a huge void in my life and I
knew even more so that he was more to me than a few chance
encounters. Then he came to me on the Ouija when communicating with
my grandfather, and he told me everything he had remembered and had
found out about us. Everything he said made perfect sense, and all
the past lives and times in spirit together which he told me about in
detail, I knew was real. And as he was telling me, visions of being
there came to me and I knew he was showing me "us" together and that
we had indeed been together many times. We are soulmates and nothing,
even death, can seperate us!
> I know several happy soulmate couples as well as a few who are like
Johnny and me, one in spirit and one in physical... the soulmate in
spirit taking the role of head guide for the one in physical, as with
us.
> I hope that helps...
> ((hugs))
> Karen
>
>
>
> Johnny & Karen (Spectrum & Rainbow)
> Soulmates with psychic broadband... always connected!
>
>
> Realm of Rainbows
> eations.co.<WBR>uk/rainbow.<WBR>html">http://www.karenskr<WBR>eations.co.<WBR>uk/rainbow.<WBR>html
Sunday, Sept. 23, 2007; 9:00 p.m.
Chris Fleming's "Dead Famous" Billy the Kid Investigation Episode Study Notes
Billy stated to be a "Cold - Hearted Killer," I Dispute this.
Billy appeared over Drew Gomber's Shoulder, behind him, in FULL Body Apparition.
I also sense Billy's Spirit Energy at the St. James Hotel, at Cimmaron, NM.
Spirit of T.J. Williams made his PResence strongly known and felt.
Something or someone pulled Gail's Necklace off her neck and swung the chandellier.
Billy didn't come through upon Seance.
Billy stood behind Chris, Laughing Hysterically at his Antics.
Someone is behind me at this moment, massaging my head.
Billy appeared in face only, smiling, on one of the Signs of a Local Lincoln Business.
J,W, Bell's voice was caught on Digital Recorder, Billy showed Chris how he killed Bell and Ollinger.
Billy is in Lincoln not in Spirit, but in Place Memory.
Saw a 3rd or 4th person in Room with Chris and Steve, other than them and Camera Person.
Could not tell the Gender, but saw a "Shadowy Figure."
Billy is reported to have thrown a Guest out of Bed, Mattress and all at the Ellis Store Bed and Breakfast.
Billy became Enraged at them for awakening us in Mid - Astral Visit with eachother, in the middle of the night, at the Ellis Store B&B, swatted Flowers off the Nightstand and Screamed at them to "Get the Hell out of my Room!"
I don't rightly Blame him!
ljm Ghost stories about the kid
Fri march 2 2007
"I read in a book called "The Spirits of America" by
Jeff Rovine in a chapter called Showdown. It supposedly happened in
1922 on the Pecos River just
southeast of Ft. Sumner. A police officer and his
wife (newlyweds) were spending the night in a motel
room and saw a man in their toom who supposedly was
Billy's ghost and they kept seeing blood on the
floor, ghost seemed to be concerned about policemans
revolver that he had brought with him and was in his
suitcase. They could hear heavy breathing etc. lol The
couple later heard that another officer that stayed in
the same room had been found in the room shot to death. They claim
BIllys' ghost did it because of
being denied a fair fight in life.

This is PURE, Unadulterated Horse Hockey! Billy would NEVER do this!
Plus, I have it on good authority, that this place does NOT Exist!
Billy had also assured me that this was NOT him!
It is said that the Police Officer was Cleaning his Weapon and did
NOT practice Safety Measures to assure not Misfiring.
Well, it went off, he was hit by a Ricochet Bullet.
Enough said, it was Accidental Human Error.
This place has an Aura all its own.
Hacienda de Los Martinez holds a Time Period All its own.
When one steps across the Rio Pueblo Foot Bridge, you step into the Time Period that the Property Resides in.
One senses the People that once lived there.
They are still there, Residually.
This is not an "Intelligent Haunting," but one of simply being in thier own time.
The Souls that Reside there to this day, make little or no effort to contact the Living.
They are at Peace, just simple "Being."
The Energies of every day life however, still is tangible.
I would place more bets on Hauntings at night than during the day.
I would also say that one could get Excellent EVP Recordings at the Hacienda and its Grounds.
The time of year that I believe the Souls that Reside at Hacienda de Los Martinez actually come alive, is June, during the New Mexico Rainy Season.
This place provides a Window into thier Lives and the time in which the People of the Hacienda actually Lived.
At some points, that "Window" Opens, to allow them to interact with the Living.
Don Severino Antonio Martinez is the mainly active Soul that I get the Feeling has NOT Crossed from his own time. He does not know he is dead, but the Light likely has not come for him.
Not just this much but I feel that he is still there, looking after the Hacienda and Property Grounds.
He is still Grand Master and Host over the entire place, Welcoming New Visitors to the Hacienda and its Grounds, Offering Refreshment and Rest for the Soul. He is a Great Host and I very much was appreciative of his Hospitality.
Probably the main reason that I had not made as many connections as I would have liked to have made, is I was not feeling well that day.
Sometimes, a foggy head from illness can contribute to fewer findings.
I think I was trying to bounce back from being exhausted by some Psychic Vampires that were Ruining my day at that point.
It was SOOO Much Fun! FPRIVATE "TYPE=PICT;ALT=teeth_smile.gif"
Everyone had a Great time.
There was plenty of Candy for Kids and Adults alike, Local historian, Story Teller, Linguist and Author, Larry Torres, told stories and gave a presentation on Halloween Legends and Stories of New Mexico.
There was Trick or Treating for the Kids, Touring the Museum Facility for the Adults, Bobbing for Apples and I gave a shortened Ghost Walk/Tour than the one I had originally intended to give.
There was Event Activity in the main Plazita, so that is where I gave my Presentation. I figured it would be safer that way. Plus, it was getting late and everyone was getting ready to go home after the Evening's Events.
The Local Paper is doing an Article on me and on being Psychic and what I think about the Hacienda and its Alleged "Spectral Activity."
So, all in all, got to meet the Reporters for the Local paper and see All the Kids and what they will be wearing this year for Halloween.
Plus, I also got to help a lot of people that have Problem Ghosts in thier Homes as well as some who have Psychic Abilities that thought they were "the Only ones," "Alone in this" and "going Crazy."
The Experiences I had in Montague, CA were by far, some of the most amazing of my own life and times.
When my Hubby and I first got together, we lived at what is now the Opera House, a building with 4 Apartments upstairs and a Retail Business (formerly a Restaurant), downstairs.
I had seen the Family that once owned and first built the Building, the Gizbrechts.
Also, the upstairs where the Apartments are, used to be a Dance Hall and Show Place.
The Entire Building seems to be inhabited by one Ghost or another.
We used to see Shadow people, the Kitchen Cabinets went Crazy when we first moved in, I saw and felt tangibly, the Presence and Energy of Mr. Gizbrecht.
He was a Kindly Elder Gentleman.
That Entire Town has Tangible Evidences of those gone before.
The Ghosts and I would laugh Hysterically and terrorize the former Restaurant Owner Lady, Mrs. Dodge.
They would lock her out of the Building, unplug her Ice Chests, melting the Ice Cream everywhere, they would hide the Keys to the Building and check in on the then Tennant Residents of the Apartments.
I, however, was the Only one who could see, hear, feel and sense them.
Once, I was at the Restaurant, having a Cookie and a Sioux City Sarsaparilla.
I saw someone unseen come in, walk past me, go to the Restroom and leave again.
Whomever this was, was a Residual Energy.
You could hear Everything they did, but could Not see them.
The person was a Gentleman of quite high class, did not do anything untoward me, simply tipped his hat at me, said "Ma'am," as he entered, passing by me and same for his exit from the building.
Paranormal Investigator Resume
Melissa R. Bryan
P.O. Box 712
505 Hwy. 150 #101
Arroyo Seco, NM. 87514
(505) 776 - 3829
dmbryanfamily@msn.com – E Mail
Credentials:
Owner: Historical Organization; Society for the Preservation of Truth in Billy the Kid History and Research
Based upon Extensive Research on Billy the Kid, my Family History and Connection to Billy and Family , and Paranormal Experiences and Knowledge based on Beliefs and Experiences
Certificate - Astrology/Parapsychology from Stratford Career Institute
Locations of Paranormal Experiences:
· Private Residence – Northridge, CA.; Encountered my First Ghost there
· First Lutheran Church/School – Northridge, CA.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Fort Tejon Historic Site and State Park – Tejon, CA.; Historical Interpreter/Civil War Reenactress; Encountered Residual Energies but also an Interactive Ghost Experience
· Olvera Street Historic Marketplace and Museum – Los Angeles, CA.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Mission Santa Barbara – Santa Barbara, CA.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Mission San Fernando – San Fernando, CA.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Los Encinos State Park and Historic Site – Encino, CA.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Chatsworth Historic Site Park – Chatsworth, CA.; Former Docent and Historical Interpreter; Encountered Residual Energies
· Minersville City Cemetery – Minersville, UT.; Encountered my Family Welcoming me Back to a Place that Family Founded
· Cheyenne Frontier Days Rodeo Park and Museum – Cheyenne, WY.; Encountered Ghost of Rodeo Champion and Star, Lane Frost
· Old Tucson Studios – Tucson, AZ.; Encountered several Residual Energies and Many Ghosts
· Pinnacle Peak Steak House – Tucson, AZ.; Encountered Residual Haunting
· Westgate Park Apts. – Tucson, AZ.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Casa Grande Trailer Ranch #36 – Casa Grande, AZ.; Have had Residual Haunting Experiences there that continue to this day
· Casa Grande Historical Society Museum – Casa Grande, AZ.; Former Docent and Historical Interpreter; Encountered mostly Residual Hauntings but several Ghosts, one being Heavy and Negative
· Courtyard Apartments – Casa Grande, AZ.; Encountered Residual Energies
· The Colony Apartments – Casa Grande, AZ.; Encountered Residual Energies from the Land the Buildings were Built upon
· Birdcage Theater and Allen Street – Tombstone, AZ.; Encountered an Interactive Residual Haunting
· La Dona Luz Inn Bed & Breakfast – Taos, NM.; Did my First Cleansing of the Ghost of a Distant Family Member of mine
· Governor Bent House Museum – Taos, NM.; Encountered an Interactive Residual Haunting
· Carson – Jaramillo House Museum – Taos, NM.; Encountered an Interactive Residual Haunting
· Inn of the Governors – Santa Fe, NM.; Interactive Ghost Experience with Billy the Kid’s Spirit
· Garcia Residence – Santa Rosa, NM.; Encountered Residual Energies of the Original Family
· Town of Santa Rosa – Santa Rosa, NM.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Grzelachowski House Museum – Puerto De Luna, NM.; Encountered an Interactive Residual Haunting
· Ft. Sumner Military Cemetery/Historic Site and Museum – Ft. Sumner, NM.; Encountered Residual Energies
· Courthouse and Town of Lincoln – Lincoln, NM.; Encountered an Interactive Residual Haunting
· National Forest Campground – Ruidoso, NM.; Encountered Residual Energies
· La Dona Luz Inn – Taos, NM. ; Helped to clear out a Bothersome Ghost that was tormenting the Customers and Staff; Mostly Residual Energies
Advances in my Career:
· I am in the Process of Writing a Book about my Experiences
· Helping solve a Disappearance and Murder Case using ONLY my Psychic Abilities.
Extensive Experiences Listings Available upon Request.

It is this history that has gotten me chased from numerous Message Boards, earned me a Cyber Stalker, whom has made it a point to chase me up and down the Net, getting me to leave or run off of Every possible Message Board dealing with Spiritual Encounters.
I have been in Isolation for quite some time, I have been made homeless because of this, at least twice, I am still dealing with the emotional and financial repercussions of it all.
As well, I have tried time and again to put up a Website that tells All about my knowledge of my subject, but I have been forced, against my will, to shut those down after having Threatening remarks left at my Guest Books from those sites.
Currently, I don't have any farther boards of my own.
If I do, they are unpublished and locked completely down.
I hope that I can finally relax and stop running here.
Although, I know that this may not be entirely possible.

how do they find you? why are they hunting you? what so they want?

They find me because somehow they have the ability to do so.
I believe in Total Honesty, it is that Honesty that they Abhor.
They wnat me to leave this History behind and to drop my knowledge entirely.

yet you do not heed their persistant insistances. why is the truth such a threat to them? have you been confronted through any other means of communication by them? where does you strength, persevernce and tenacity come from? how do you replenish your drained energies? it's remarkable and courageous...a burden i would shrink from without the support of my keen instinct for justice.

The Truth is a Threat to them because they want the Knowledge that I have and that others have All to themselves.
I have been contacted once via E Mail about 3 years ago, in 1996, saying simply that I would Never be able to Escape them and they would Not allow it.
Because the Love that my Family and I, from this world to that of Spirit is such a Bond of Strength and Perseverence, Courage and Love, that we Inspire eachother.
I replenish by Focusing on what is ahead, Not behind.
Plus seeing that I can gain Justice by not shrinking nor backing away from the fight and quest for Justice - against ALL odds.

You are truly an advanced soul! As I read your post, I experienced chills (which told me that you truly experienced this and that I was reading truth) while reading. Just listening to your words and the way you write is just plain advanced knowledge. Thank you for sharing with us!

You are very welcome.
I would hope that I am an Advanced Soul.
Yes, every bit of this is Truth. It is Real Life experience.