When we first moved to Spain, we took over the town hall-owned swimming pool bar. Now this was teeming with activity, and most was coming from the land the bar was built on.
The land had been part of the church’s vegetable garden and regularly the priest would show up. He was taller than your average Spanish man and he always showed himself to me dressed in a long black coat with a wide-rimmed black hat. I was not the only one to see him. My daughters used to see him in the playground out the back.
We also had a spirit man who I never saw, but whenever I was in the kitchen preparing the food and was alone, he would call my name. Thinking it was a customer I would leave what I was doing to go out the front to find no-one there. Occasionally I would hear him laughing at me. He wasn’t bad, he just wanted some acknowledgement, which I always gave him.
Things would often get weird. Once on a really busy day, I went to get a beer from the fridge for a customer, only to be confronted by a spirit hand, just the hand no arm. It made me jump but I wasn’t afraid, I knew it was just our fun-loving ghost.
When one of our regulars passed, he started coming back to visit me. Antonio was a lovely man, I called him Donkey Man because he always arrived on his much-loved donkey. Unfortunately, the donkey was no match for the car that killed him and in a few short weeks, Antonio went to find him. When he was alive Antonio spent lots of time him helping me with my Spanish. He loved learning a few English words which he thought sounded so funny.
At this time I met a medium locally and she was really interested in all the activity in the bar. She asked if she could bring her spiritual circle for a visit. Of course, I said yes.
We had a great afternoon. Barbara was able to confirm what I thought I knew, giving me confidence in my abilities.
The interesting thing about the bar is that it was a relatively new build, yet the activity was coming from the land.
I regularly spaced cleared it. However, I did not move the spirits on as they were not stuck and could have easily gone whenever they wanted to. If they had been troublesome, I would have seen them off.
Life got in the way, and I stopped space-clearing or doing any sort of spiritual work. This was a huge mistake and ended with the bar being broken into and us making the hard decision to close.
No matter the age of a property it may still need space clearing. If you are experiencing unexplained noises, smells or things moving (that can’t be explained) then contact me for a chat.