Visitation

"WOW! What the hell was that?" The first words out of my mouth on my first night in NYC. I was staying at the Warwick Hotel. The history of this hotel is rather fascinating to me as I am a huge Hearst Fan.

In 1926, William Randolph Hearst commissioned this hotel/apartment house be built in 1926 as a residential hotel/apartment building for his mistress Marion Davies and her colleagues from theater and film who were considered her good friends. It is said that he spent over 5 million dollars on the lobby alone. In the past, Cary Grant lived here for over 12 years. Many other celebrities have been guests at the Warwick as well. Elvis, The Beatles, and others according to historic tour guides. I had not known of the celebrities who stayed or resided at this hotel. I just had a basic knowledge of how it came about.

Interesting is not the best way to describe Mr. Hearst, eccentric and eclectic do not serve him justice either. He had a fancy for the finer and most rare of articles. he wanted it all. Much like myself. Lol. Who doesn't? So he did have it all.

The hotel is amazing and beautiful. Sits right across from MOMA and has a spectacular lobby made of marble and gold leaf, however, very tastefully done. It's beautiful and understated. I can imagine Marion strolling in with her light and easy personality. She was silly and dark. He and she were "partners" although he was still married to his wife, whom lived in NY and never granted him a divorce. Smart lady. Odd thing, she was his mistress but never slept with him. I don't have all of the details. I just know they never slept together and he also had a matching room built in Hearst castle in San Simeon.

On this particular stay, I had an experience I never thought I would. Other than in my home. (I am very open about my spiritual sensitivities and perhaps this is understood by the world we know not much of). I was lying in bed relaxing and meditating while listening to music. I suddenly felt something hop on the bed like a kitty cat or small animal. This happened at least 3-4 times throughout my stay. Granted, this was the first time anything happened and this is the only hotel I have stayed at over the duration of a few years. Being the skeptic I am, even though it is a gift, I chalked it up to being my imagination and in that space between sleeping and awake. I was proven wrong.

On the second night into my stay, I felt a pounce on the foot of the bed as if a large person might sit when he/she is tired. This happened a couple of times and again I just left it to imagination. So wrong, soo soo wrong. This occurred at least several times throughout my stay. A large pounce and the sensation as if someone was sitting and standing. So odd I thought. Then I remembered my gift. And the circumstances which brought me to my stay. It seems as though I were living in a dream. These situations and happenings were unfounded until I had a friend stay over with me for the rest of my stay.

Its about night 3 of 5 and we're on the bed chit chatting in the dark. Suddenly there is that heavy sitting and getting up. Not only on my side of the bed, but on their side as well. We thought we were drifting off. No such luck. I usually don't spook easily, but to have this happen while I'm in a hotel room is a bit much. Just a tad, lol. This was tripping us both out. Many things happened in one night. Incredible.

First we had the sitting hard on the bed a couple of times while I was alone. Then the pouncing of an animal, forgot to mention the sensation of kneading on my leg. Then we had our final experience, which made it all come together. March 22 we lay talking in bed again, the lights are out, the weather is beautiful and the hotel across the street are lighting up the streets beautifully as the ground is wet frm rain.

We lay talking and there's a considerably large plop on the right side of the bed. "Did you feel that?!" Lmao! We went back and forth a few times as it happened at least 3 times and then a knock. No lies! There were three knocks, gentle knocks that is. So being curious, I knock three times and ask it to repeat me. It did! It knocked back. So I'm thinking I'm nuts, but my friend is hearing it as well. This happened about three times. I now know something is really going on. Finally, I knock and ask it to do it again if its really real. I got back three loud angry knocks and a final gentle knock. Freaked out was the least that could explain the feelings of my guest. Is this an apparition protesting about who my guest was. To be honest he is a very close friend indeed. Perhaps it was his wife? We could be mistaken for being intimate. And maybe our thoughts were in the wrong place. And maybe this was a warning visitation making us be good kids. Its all in a days life for me. I was just tripped out.

I'm left wondering if it was Mr. Hearst. I don't know if I had ever mentioned in past blogs that I had been spoken to in the castle in San Simeon? Hmm. Can't seem to remember. I was, I can say for certain he spoke into my ear as we stood in his bedroom. And so I heard, "I don't like them here, make them leave." I heard this three times in a row, after asking it to repeat itself.

So the moral of the story is. NEVER ask for something you might want to hear....it could, in fact, be something you may be fearful of. I love my life!