I wanted to post this email I received this morning from Lisa Shipley. It really touched me and thought it would be great for others to know that there is help out there. Also the referral to AKA: Skinny Bitch was a joke between Lisa and Henry
Hi there,
It was a great pleasure meeting all of you. What really impresses me about your work, is the understanding about the power of love , and how that energy heals the "lost"
Thank you for helping me understand myself , and my relationship to the spirit world, as well. These are all things I learned by observing your work
I would love to write a brief statement about Henry and our experience. You can also use the above statements however you wish for marketing.
Great work that you guys have done with staging also, looks like you had allot of great projects!
I will forward you my statement on Henry as soon as I can!
Thanks,
Lisa Shipley, AKA The Skinny Bitch
Imagine Home Staging
Here's the story behind the comments:
HENRY
We met the real estate agent and her home stagers at the “problem” house. A beautiful home, great location and price but the home had been on and off the market for over a year. The stagers had several encounters with the spirit while they were working at the house. The team entered and began scanning the house. We felt a pulling energy in the closet pantry in the kitchen and also a lot of violent angry energy in the downstairs laundry. There was a strong smell in the up stairs bathroom and then we found "Henry" hanging out in one of the bedrooms upstairs.
It turns out that Henry had been the original owner of the house and had lived there for many years, back in the day when he could hop on his horse and ride down to the local pub. He had died in the house and never left because he could not find his horse.
We ask Henry if there was anything we could do to make his passing easier and he ask for a shot of whiskey and a cigarette. The moment he asked the room filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. We all gathered a took a hit of some 151 Rum I carry for ceremonies and Tim grabbed a cigarette out of his truck, as he was coming up the stairs Henry said, "Hey, what's that you have? That ain't no cigarette?!" So Tim ripped off the filter and lit up. We all stood and had a last drink and smoke with Henry and he asked that we call in a buddy of his. We lit a fire of the high proof alcohol mixed with salt and waited for Henry to find the light and crossover. Before we knew it the flame flashed out and Henry was gone.
In the salt that we burned there was a heart shaped depression. I guess the cantankerous old guy did have a heart and he left it in thanks for the helped we offered.
As we were clearing the rest of the house we discovered that the man who bought the house after Henry died had done a huge remodel and lost the house to the bank do to some gambling debts. He had also been abusive to his wife. Henry had wanted us to know that this was not his energy.
Hi there,
It was a great pleasure meeting all of you. What really impresses me about your work, is the understanding about the power of love , and how that energy heals the "lost"
Thank you for helping me understand myself , and my relationship to the spirit world, as well. These are all things I learned by observing your work
I would love to write a brief statement about Henry and our experience. You can also use the above statements however you wish for marketing.
Great work that you guys have done with staging also, looks like you had allot of great projects!
I will forward you my statement on Henry as soon as I can!
Thanks,
Lisa Shipley, AKA The Skinny Bitch
Imagine Home Staging
Here's the story behind the comments:
HENRY
We met the real estate agent and her home stagers at the “problem” house. A beautiful home, great location and price but the home had been on and off the market for over a year. The stagers had several encounters with the spirit while they were working at the house. The team entered and began scanning the house. We felt a pulling energy in the closet pantry in the kitchen and also a lot of violent angry energy in the downstairs laundry. There was a strong smell in the up stairs bathroom and then we found "Henry" hanging out in one of the bedrooms upstairs.
It turns out that Henry had been the original owner of the house and had lived there for many years, back in the day when he could hop on his horse and ride down to the local pub. He had died in the house and never left because he could not find his horse.
We ask Henry if there was anything we could do to make his passing easier and he ask for a shot of whiskey and a cigarette. The moment he asked the room filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. We all gathered a took a hit of some 151 Rum I carry for ceremonies and Tim grabbed a cigarette out of his truck, as he was coming up the stairs Henry said, "Hey, what's that you have? That ain't no cigarette?!" So Tim ripped off the filter and lit up. We all stood and had a last drink and smoke with Henry and he asked that we call in a buddy of his. We lit a fire of the high proof alcohol mixed with salt and waited for Henry to find the light and crossover. Before we knew it the flame flashed out and Henry was gone.
In the salt that we burned there was a heart shaped depression. I guess the cantankerous old guy did have a heart and he left it in thanks for the helped we offered.
As we were clearing the rest of the house we discovered that the man who bought the house after Henry died had done a huge remodel and lost the house to the bank do to some gambling debts. He had also been abusive to his wife. Henry had wanted us to know that this was not his energy.
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