A couple of questions from people who visit Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp that rank right up there are: ‘Where’s the cemetery? And the Devil’s Chair?’ A fun response would be: ‘We don’t need cemeteries because Spirit just walks about freely doing its own thing.’
Seriously though, there are no cemeteries in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp. There is one just a few miles away in Lake Helen. I drive by it on occasion. Some of the gravestones are super old. I like the feel of cemeteries.
Some people get spooked by cemeteries. When I was a teen and stayed at my cousin’s house, we used to go to the cemetery late at night. We’d always get scared and run through it like there was not tomorrow.
Some things never change.
A teenage girl called yesterday, first at the bookstore while I was nearby, and then on my phone when I was downloading videos in the Welcome Center. She said she felt a Spirit was around her, and she picked it up from the cemetery. Her mother thought it was a relative who recently passed. After a few words of wisdom, I said, ‘Tell Spirit to go home and mean it.’
I have the know-how when it comes to cemeteries and Spirit.
Backstory: One time the family – daughter, her father and I – went to the cemetery for a service. We turned our back for a split second and our daughter disappeared. Her father ran through the cemetery only to find her talking with Spirit near a gravestone. She said, ‘They called me.’
The next time we went to a graveside service we forewarned our neighbor. That time was fine.
Back backstory: Another time we, the family to include my son from another mother, went to a mausoleum where our daughter had a vision of a man killing someone with a knife. Unfortunately, we could not determine if anyone stored there had succumbed to this. I believed. And of course, there’s the time Spirit came home with my daughter from a sleepover after reading divination cards and giving messages to her friends. I think she was 11 or 12. The next day she wanted to sleep with me and her father. I said, ‘Tell Spirit to go home.’ Must’ve worked.
That teenage girl sent me a text later that night when I was teaching an online class. She asked if she should go back to the cemetery to apologize. I responded, ‘No. Tell Spirit to go home and mean it.’
Incidentally, there’s no Devil’s Chair in Cassadaga Spiritualist Camp, either.
Lori Carter is a freelance writer and Spiritualist Medium -- truly a Spiritual Being, and aren't we all.