Tuesday, January 5, 2021


A Paranormal Gem:

Why I’m Writing a Book!

          The Victorian House Museum is a paranormal gem. Why, do you ask? I will tell you!

          One day I happened to be scrolling through a Facebook page called Paranormal Ohio, when I happened to scroll down really far and ran across an ad for Victorian House Museum and its paranormal investigations. I saw a picture of the house and a group of volunteers called The Ghost Guild Paranormal Group and was hooked! Why was I hooked? I soon found out that it was due to fate.

          It was May and I was excited to start my second investigation at the Victorian House, but before I began, I needed to interview the director, Mark, regarding his experiences in the house. For my first visit I went alone, but this time I brought my daughter with me. She was playing quietly at my feet for over an hour while I conducted the interview. Soon Melissa and Harry arrived, volunteers of the Ghost Guild; they came in and sat down while we finished the interview.

          I was wrapping up when my daughter popped up from the floor and told me that she saw a little girl in the room with us. She told us the girl was 8 years old with blond hair and blue eyes, and her name was Millie. “She keeps asking me to play with her,” she said. Who knows, I thought. Maybe there was a Millie who lived in the Victorian House!

          Two hours later, after a wonderful lunch, we walked over to the Victorian Queen Anne Style home. As I was about to walk inside and stood on the front porch waiting for Harry to unlock the door, I could feel the energy. Someone inside was beckoning to me. It was as if someone were speaking only to me: “Come inside, come inside, come in…This is your fate.” I couldn’t shake the feeling. Each time I came to the house I felt it.  Keeping my feelings to myself, I followed Harry inside.   

          We all knew I was on a specific mission to read children’s books to the child spirits upstairs, so Paul, a medium, and Harry, also a medium, and two Ghost Guild Members, my daughter and I walked straight to the Children’s Room (as it’s called) on the second floor. I took out the children’s books I brought with me and placed my EMF reader in the middle of the floor. As promised (from my previous investigation), I said I would bring books and read to the children spirits in the room. I also thought I would try an experiment today with my 9-year-old daughter, who was excited to volunteer.

          I took out a children’s book about Lake Erie and began talking to the little girl, whom the members believe to be named “Leona.” She had lived next door, but her grandparents and an aunt did live in this house. “Hi, Leona.” I said. “I am back. I hope you remember me. I am Rosella and I am here to read to you today and this is my daughter. She wants to read a book to you, too.” As soon as I began talking and reading from the book, my EMF reader lit up, going all the way to 5. As I read the book about Lake Erie, which the little ghost had indicated in the past that she liked, Leona lit up my EMF reader whenever I reached the end of a page or said “Lake Erie.” She really interacted with me and answered all my questions using my reader as a communication tool. I asked if she like the book and she lit up the device again.

                                                            Video of event:


          All of a sudden, I could feel all the spirits in the house pop in the room all at once! Everyone was there and looking at me as if they were welcoming me into their space. I got very emotional and started to cry. They were happy tears of joy and acceptance! I was finally accepted into their home and they were showing me their approval. It was the most wonderful feeling in the world!

          After my emotions settled, my daughter introduced herself and began reading a book she actually wrote. She talked to the little girl ghost about Oscar, her lovable cat who the book was about. I knew the little girl loved cats from the previous time so I thought she would love my daughter’s book and she did! She lit up the EMF while my daughter read the book and when asked, “Did you like the book about Oscar?” She lit up the device again for a long time to really show us she did.

                                            My Daughter Reads to Child Spirit:


          After that, my daughter pulled out her My Little Ponies figures that she brought with her so she and Leona could play! This was the experiment!

          Okay, I know what you’re thinking. “How in the world could she play with a ghost?” Here’s how: Paul got out his rods and told my daughter to ask Leona questions as she played, and she would answer her back so they could communicate and play. And it worked!!

          First, my daughter asked, “Which pony do you want to be?” Then she slowly went through all the ponies. “Do you want to be this pink one, or this one?” she asked as she picked them up and looked to Paul’s rods for the answer. The little girl answered back using the rods AND my EMF reader. They played for about 45 minutes. I could tell my daughter was getting tired, so we said “thank you” to the little girl spirit and began talking about other things.

           Suddenly Harry looked up and so did Paul. I could see their eyes looking down the hall, so I sat up and looked, too. At the top of the stairs at the end of the hall stood a tall man in a dark, old-fashioned suit and hat. He was slender and looked like he didn’t have much hair. Harry looked at Paul and I could tell that they both seemed to know the man, “It's your father.” Paul said, “He’s here to say ’Hi’ and he loves you.” Then Paul told me it was common for Harry’s father to show up. How cool is that! Suddenly, I felt another spirit next to the man, who turned out to be Harry’s mother! The family was showing up to check on their son and meet his new friend, Rosella! How sweet!

          We all walked around the house and showed my daughter the home. Soon, my daughter got bored as we adults began to talk. She ran down the hall to the Children’s Room with my EMF reader talking to Leona. I let her go play. I knew she was safe in the peaceful home. Harry took me upstairs to show me the Maid’s Room. This is the room where my friend, Evan, and I were during my previous visit, where I saw the large shadow figure on the door.

          We walked in and he asked me what I felt. I told Harry that there was a young woman in her 30s standing between us and “she is very upset that you all call this the Maid’s Room. She says, ’She is NOT the maid!’ She is practically shouting it out and she is looking at you. She is short and wearing a black dress with black thick-heeled shoes, with her hair in a bun and her arms on her hips, she is angry. Harmless but clearly doesn’t like this room’s name.” Harry said this was all new to him; they have never experienced this before, and he would look into the history of the house and get back to me.

          Harry then unlocked what looked like the closet door but turned out was an old sitting room now used as a library and storage room. He walked in and asked me to follow him. “How do you feel?” he asked me once inside. As soon as I entered the little room, my heart began to race, my pulse quickened, and I felt nauseous and dizzy. I had never experienced this before. I told Harry this, still feeling like my heart was going to beat out of my chest, but he said he wasn’t surprised. He told me he was having the same reaction. I was shocked! I have never had that happen to me before. Harry informed me that this was often reported by people who come in this room. They felt the same way I did.

          Soon, Harry pointed to the door and said we could leave the room, which I liked. I began to turn and step toward the door. Suddenly, my racing heart STOPPED and was back to normal again like nothing ever happened! The whole feeling just abruptly stopped. How is that possible? I turned back to Harry in disbelief. “It stopped, didn’t it?” he asked. How did he know? He looked rather surprised as well. “Yes, it did” I replied to him. “Mine did, too,” he said.

          We left the third floor and walked to the second where Paul and Melissa were talking at the end of the hallway as my daughter played in the room down the hall. We stopped and told them what we just experienced.

          Soon, Paul said, “How about we shift things and go downstairs and try?” We all agreed, and I called out for my daughter to come down with us. My 9-year-old daughter came skipping down the hall, her light brown hair cascading behind her as she came toward us. She stopped right in front of me causing everyone else to stop. “Mom, Mom!” she cried out. “I am having so much fun with Leona.” I gave a look to Paul who was right behind me. “Well, you know, Honey. Sometimes we think the spirit still may be with us; however, sometimes they don’t have the energy to stay long. So she may not be here anymore.” I said this to my daughter as I leaned over and hugged her. Paul then chimed in saying, “Yeah. Sometimes they have to go and can’t stay long. But they still care about us.”

          Then my daughter did the funniest thing I have ever seen her do! She stuck her right hand to her side in the air, still holding my EMF reader and said, “She’s here! Light it up, Leona!” as she cocked her head to the right looking at the reader and smiling. The EMF lit up going from zero all the way to a 5 (in the red) immediately! “See!” she replied to us all, then turned around and ran down the hall with the EMF still lit up all the way to 5. “Come on, Leona,” she said to the little girl spirit as she skipped away. Harry, Paul and I all stepped back, agog at what we just witnessed.

          A few minutes later, everyone was in the Sitting Room area downstairs on the first floor with my EMF reader on the coffee table in front of me. Paul sat on a chair while I sat on an older Victorian mini sofa; Harry on another chair on the other side of the room and Melissa sat across from me on a long sofa, also Victorian style

          Soon my EMF  reader (I had another one) lit up and I asked if it was Lena? I thought it had to be because for some reason I would always get the same feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever she was nearby. She verified it was her, which helped me understand that feeling. Whenever I get it from now on, I know Lena is there.

We chatted back and forth with her as she answered my questions. I asked her, “Do you know that I care about the house and you and telling your story?” I told her I loved the home and how beautiful it was and, if it was me, I wouldn’t want to leave it either. She told me yes and agreed with me, which Paul (a medium) verified as did my EMF in answer to my questions. Soon Lena was gone and then it happened…

           My departed family came to see me! I was stunned! Just like the volunteers of the Ghost Guild told me, “Your family will show up in the house and come see you.” I remembered this happened to certain people but I never thought it would happen to me!

          My uncle came through and told me something shocking and emotional. He died very young and I really miss him. Then my grandfather came and for some reason I asked, “Who sent me to this house? Who made sure that I scrolled through all those posts on Facebook?” And my grandfather told Paul it was him, that he sent me there and it was my FATE to be in the home. He also said, I was meant to write a book about the house. I hadn’t even told anyone yet that I was thinking about doing that.

          Then my good friend (who I had only known briefly), Ashley, came through (I wrote about her in a previous blog:)


        I missed her so much. I always wondered why we met if it were to be only for a short time. But then she told me why. She said, “I was supposed to meet you because I was meant to be your guardian angel!” It was fated that we both met while she was alive so she could get to know me in life, therefore she could protect and guide me in her death.

          This investigation was unbelievable, and nothing could ever compare to it! As I left for my three-hour drive home, I was overwhelmed with emotion, but in a good way. What an intense and raw experience I had. I found out a lot of information along with many reasons about why things happened the way they did. I finally had closure, which I definitely needed.

          The next morning Harry called me. He was very excited. “You won’t believe what we found out!” he exclaimed. “Remember when your daughter said she saw a little girl named Millie?” I replied “yes.” “Also do you remember when you went into the Maid’s Room and said you saw a woman who was upset that we call the room the Maid’s Room and why? I told him “yes” again and then he laid it on me! “Well guess what? Lena (the last resident from the ‘70s) rented a room to a woman in her 30s named Millie Henderson and we think Lena might have rented THAT room to her.”

          “Oh, my Gosh…!” I exclaimed. So my daughter did see a ghost-child named Millie, and I also saw her as an adult in the Maid’s Room because it was her room! Without knowing it, my daughter and I worked together and found out that there was another spirit in the house, and she definitely wasn’t the maid!

          Harry also told me this was the same woman who stood up and testified on Lena’s behalf as a character witness for Lena during her third divorce! It all makes sense! Wow! What a discovery!

          So back to the beginning. Why do I call the Victorian House Museum in Millersburg, Ohio, a paranormal gem? Obviously, you can see why! Amazing things happen when you walk into this house. It’s like the house invites you in and changes your life FOREVER!!

          But why is the house so special and why not other houses in the world? Why do all these spirits from different families choose to stay there in the afterlife? Also, why do people (like me) have profound experiences regarding their deceased family members?

Well. You will just have to wait and see in my upcoming book, Paranormal Gem: The Victorian House Museum. After all, I am fated to write it!

©Rosella C. Rowe


For more information:

Victorian House Museum Website: https://www.holmeshistory.com/victorian-house

YouTube: Historical Video: https://youtu.be/CcIXy97PNkI

Tuesday, December 22, 2020


The Demon Strikes Again!

          “Someone is here for you from Ashley’s family,” Paul informed me as I took a step back in surprise. “What?” I asked “Who?” Paul stood still holding his rods and began to ask. Paul, Harry and I were in the basement of the Victorian House Museum, a place I call the Paranormal Gem and this would be why. Why would someone from their family possibly be coming to me? Then it hit me. I already knew why. I suddenly took another step back and became quite while Paul went to work.

          “Who are you and why are you here?” Paul asked the spirit who had just lit up one of my little cat balls I brought with me for the spirits to play with. A resident ghost, Howard, who resides in the basement of the house, had informed us by pointing down the dark basement hallway that someone who was different from the home, was down the hall. Once he told us this, he then pointed down the hall for us to watch using Paul's rods and then the little ball lit up! Now we were trying to find out who it was.

          “It’s a Grandmother figure from Ashley’s family. She came to ask you for help. “He really needs help.” She told Paul.

          I knew it! I thought to myself.

          Ashley’s family member had contacted me a few weeks ago seeking help. He told me that he thought he had a bad spirit attached to him since he was a child. Talking to him I soon realized he sure did and it wasn’t just a bad spirit, it was a demon!! That night the demon tried to get to me because I had passed on his number to someone who could help get rid of it. By me helping him, it was trying to now get to me. In an instant I learned how to do the white light of protection to save me (previous blog article: How the White Light of Protection Saved Me!)

          Now a Grandmother to him was coming through asking for help. This isn’t good. How did she find me and how can I help? I felt so bad. I knew if she had found me, which had to be hard to do and knew of the problem, it must be worse or going to get worse soon! And I was right.

          The next day, I called his relative I knew, and asked her to get together with their grandmother who I knew would help, and get him to priest! He needed an exorcism and right away! I knew he had children and sure enough, just like I thought it was coming after one of them!

          Driving home a few days later, from a long trip that weekend from upper Ohio, my phone buzzed with a message from the man’s wife, who had contacted me asking for help. She had woke up in the middle of the night to their baby monitor going off. It was one of those motion censored camera baby monitors. I used to have one so I knew how they worked. If the baby/child moves the motion turns on the camera showing the parent their child. However, she didn’t see the baby moving. She wondered why it was turning so she went to go check on her child, finding the baby fast asleep in bed. “The baby didn’t look like it moved at all so I decided since I was up to go to the bathroom and get a drink of water.” A few minutes later planning to walk to the kitchen after the bathroom she saw something that would horrify her forever! “In front of the babies bedroom door was a tall black shadow that looked bulky and strange.” It might have had horns on its head, she wasn’t sure she just ran into their bedroom and told her poor husband.

          I was right; it was coming for the baby now!  I told his wife what to “Call a priest right away because your husband needs an exorcism right now! She informed me that she understood and had seen movies about this kind of things but couldn’t believe this was really happening to her and her family! I understood what she meant. I told her after what I had experienced regarding it myself, I also had to face the same reality which for me wasn’t easier either! She then told me that their children hadn’t been baptized yet so that scared me to no end. I said you need to do that right away!

          I also talked to her about the White Light of Protection and how to use it to protect herself and her child. “It saved me!”  I informed “I know it can you!”  I also sent her directions on how to do the White Light of Protection. I told her, “It’s not anyone’s fault this is happening.” She hadn’t done anything to bring in and I knew her husband hadn’t either, it just finds people and in a weak moment, it’s let in and attaches. “Even though it sounded crazy this WAS HAPPENING!” I exclaimed, thinking so myself and not believing I was giving out such advice for the first time in my life!

          I am so worried about their baby. I knew it was coming for the poor child if they didn’t get help! She informed me she would call the priest in the morning. I hoped so.

          The next morning I messaged to see how it all was going. She said her husband was upset and not wanting to deal with what was quite happening yet.  I expressed my fear for their baby again and the need for help and she informed me that she would call tomorrow for the children to get baptized right away.     

          Consequently, this is not the first time that the Victorian House and Ashley have collided. Not the first time indeed!

           Ashley had come through on my 2nd visit to the Victorian House to tell me she had met me in life to be my guardian angel in her death. Then her relative finds me and asks for help via Facebook Messenger. NOW a Grandmother steps forward inside the Victorian House’s basement during an investigation out of nowhere and lit up the little toy balls I had and sets off my EMF-reader to ask me once again for help. Somehow I this was meant to be. There were too many events, leading me to help.

          I hope and pray I have done that and they get a priest in to do an exorcism and spare the family. They have been through so much! I also hope that this article helps someone else who might be going through something similar which is why his wife gave me permission to write about this.

©Rosella C. Rowe



Tuesday, December 8, 2020


Waverly Hills Sanitarium:

Louisville, KY

        As we pulled up the large hill to Waverly Hills Sanitarium, I couldn’t help but take in its vast size and large balconies. The building had five floors, a body shoot and its own zip code, as well as an interesting history.

          As I was about to start our tour of the huge sanitarium with my good friend, Misty, the guide informed us “that even though the building is known to be haunted, more people lived here than died.”

          The property was originally owned by Major Thomas who had two daughters, so he built a little schoolhouse for them and hired a teacher named Lizzie Lee Harris. She then named the school Waverly School after the series of novels (that started with Waverly) written by Sir Walter Scott.  Thomas decided he liked the name so he named the land Waverly Hills.  Years later, when the land was purchased and the infamous hospital was built, they decided they liked the name, too, so they choose to call the hospital Waverly Hills Sanitarium.

          The hospital opened July 26, 1910; however, the building was designed to only accommodate 40 to 50 tuberculosis patients, but TB became a huge epidemic overtaking the hospital’s capacity. Soon there were 140 patients.

        Why was the hospital built on top of a hill? So the hospital’s many patients would have plenty of air. At the time, they didn’t know that tuberculosis was an airborne disease, so they thought lots of air was a cure to the disease and the patients were encouraged to sit on the large balcony daily for sunshine and fresh air.

          In 1961, an antibiotic and treatment was discovered and cured TB. The hospital was no longer needed and closed in 1962. I was told during our tour that later the building reopened as Woodhaven Medical Services, a nursing home. However, due to abuse it was closed by the state in 1981.

          On our 9 p.m. tour, Misty and I followed our guide with our group to the basement. Not knowing where she was leading us, we followed the dark cement walls feeling our way down a long hall and stopped where the guide told us. We were told we were not allowed to use our phones or flashlights so we couldn’t see a thing. As we were stopped, the guide began to tell us about the history of the building. That’s when Misty and I noticed something odd. In the dark we saw a glimmering blue object that would light up, then fade away into the darkness. The object did this several times. It was strange. I asked Misty if she was seeing what I saw and she replied she did. All of a sudden the guide flipped on the lights revealing the hospital’s body-shoot directly in front of us. Where we had seen the blue light was actually the side of a tunnel that sloped downward. We looked at each other with our mouths open in surprise. We surely didn’t expect that, and no one else in the group noticed the blue light.

        Later we walked to the second floor to what is referred to as the terrace. Misty and I stopped right in front of an old window that had recently been replaced. We were looking at Misty’s ovilus, and it gave the word “Wailing.” That’s when the guide told us we were standing in front of a hot spot for paranormal activity. Then the guide showed us a picture of two women with a ghostly-looking young woman between them photo totally photo bombing their photo! In it was the same window that was behind us. We were standing in the exact same spot the photo was taken and told by the guide that the young woman in the photo was a spirit.

        When we reached the fourth floor, we were told that this was where most of the paranormal activity took place. As we walked down the hall and into the heart of the building, the guide told us several stories. When we stopped, we were in total darkness. “This floor is the most haunted and is referred to as the shadow play floor because a lot of shadow people are seen here,” the guide said.

          The guide asked for volunteers to walk down the hall and tell the rest of us what they saw while they stood alone in the darkness. While one woman did this, I thought I saw a 9-foot-tall shadow person peek its head as well as the side of its body around the corner and look down the hall at our group. I told the guide but it faded away into the darkness before she could see it.

                         Here are my thoughts on Waverly Hills Sanitarium:

          I had a lot of fun but didn’t feel much spiritual activity besides the two small experiences I’ve already mentioned. I talked to other paranormal-loving friends of mine who had been there before and ghost hunted all night, and they said the same thing.      

          Therefore, my opinion is…

Go so you can say you have gone and to experience the building that is a part of our American History. The property is amazing! The thing that I didn’t like for sure was that the guide didn’t let anyone use their phone or flashlight so you felt like you couldn’t take a picture or you would be scolded like a child, which she did do many times to teens on the tour. Misty and I weren’t able to get pictures either because of it. In addition, I also was worried the whole time I would trip and that made me feel uncomfortable. I can’t see well in the dark. I wish I would have known this all beforehand but go and have a good time.


©Rosella C. Rowe


For more information:


Tuesday, November 24, 2020

How the White Light of Protection

Saved Me!

      One night I happened to be sitting in bed when my phone buzzed. A stranger messaged me asking for help. This person felt a bad spirit had an attachment to him since childhood and wanted help to get rid of it. The spirit sounded demonic for sure, and I started to feel uneasy.

          I am someone who works with positive spirits – deceased loved ones and angels, so whenever I hear this negative stuff, I run the other way and give it to a friend I know who helps people with negative entities. I stay far away from anything to do with evil or darkness. I protect myself. So, I did just that. I called my friend and passed on my messenger’s number. Not thinking much about it after that, I went to sleep.

          A few hours later I woke up feeling strange and uneasy. Alone in my king-sized bed, my bed suddenly felt GIANT! I sat up and looked around my room studying it and taking it in like I had never seen it before. Not seeing anything out of place, I dropped my head back to the pillow, my eyes shifting around the room while I curled up on my right side. The room felt strange … I have lived here for several years and I know this house. Tonight something was different. Something was trying to get in my room!

          I felt like someone was watching me but it wasn’t a person, it was something NOT of this earth! It was something dark!

          Whatever it was felt demonic. It wasn’t in my room yet, but somehow it seemed to be watching me from afar. Like it was somewhere else in the world and wanted in.

          I felt the sensation getting stronger and stronger by the minute. It was trying hard to get into the house, into my room! Oh, no!  I thought to myself. Am I crazy? Is this right? But no, I wasn’t crazy! I could feel eyes on me for sure. Staring…

          I could only guess the connection had to do with the person who contacted me earlier. There was no other reason. My friend, Barry Gaunt, always tells me that these things will stop at nothing to get into your life, especially if they know you are trying to stop them or get rid of them. Apparently, by providing Barry with my messenger’s contact information, the bad spirit targeted me as someone who was helping get rid of it. AND I felt it was coming for me, just like Barry said.

          I definitely felt something staring at me from the corner of my room. Suddenly, I remembered something my good friend, Harry, talked to me about regarding another friend, Paul, using a white light of protection as a shield for himself. So I grabbed my phone and looked up how to do it.

          I teach meditation and give energy cleanses to people to get rid of negative energy and breathe in the positive, good energies. Luckily, those experiences really helped me learn fast how to do this!

          An hour later, I lay in bed meditating and bringing in the white light from God. I began to give up and opened my eyes, but something was different – my room felt safe! What happened? Where had the bad spirit gone? I sat up and looked around my room again. Hmmm. I didn’t feel anything staring at me anymore from the corner of my room.

          Lying down again I turned to my side still not understanding why my room was suddenly calm and peaceful. I was exhausted so I closed my eyes again to get some sleep, enjoying the blissful room. Then I saw a beautiful white light after I closed my eyes. I shouldn’t see anything but blackness because my eyes were closed, and it’s pitch black in my room. SoWhat the heck! I opened my eyes again in my dark room. Wait…this must be the white light Harry and Paul described! Did it work? Did I actually do it?

          Closing my eyes a second time I saw it again! It was a gorgeous, bright, white light that I can only describe as – Heaven! I felt so calm, as if God were actually in my bedroom!  I didn’t even open my eyes again – I just fell asleep.

          I know what you are thinking, “Bright white light, how can you sleep?” But it was amazing! I felt so peaceful and protected I just drifted right off.

          Forty-five minutes later I awoke again and saw the most amazing, incredible thing I have ever seen in my life! Two HUGE angels stood at the end of my bed, one on each side holding large silver shields that had blue symbols of the trinity on them facing away from each other. They were guarding my bed!

          I sat up and looked at them for a few minutes, never speaking a word. I just took in God and the two angels. They were so beautiful and radiant.

          The angels were identical. They had long, black hair almost to their knees and big fluffy white wings that stuck out a little away from their backs. I could see each fluffy feather that shone bright white in the darkness, but they also had a bit of a blue-glow that came from under their feathered wings.

          They didn’t have shirts on, their chests were bare. However, they both had a thick blue-leather rope-like necklace that draped down from their necks to their chests, and their arms were large and muscular. They wore white skirts made of a thin material with a shine of silver and white. Their faces were stern but peaceful. They took their job seriously and stood armed and proud with a glowing white light that looked like a bubble that surrounded them as well as my entire bed.

          Feeling God and the angels’ protection, I suddenly felt a surge of energy arise inside starting from my toes moving upward to my head. I felt like I could run a marathon! Then, as if storing the energy somewhere within, I felt the peace and protection and knew it was time to rest. I lay back down in my bed and in seconds was fast asleep feeling the love and protection from God in my room.

          The next day I woke up feeling wonderful! How could I possibly feel this good after only six hours of sleep at best! I then remembered: the bubble and bright white light, the glory of the two angels, and the wonderful feeling of protection in my room last night. I grabbed my phone and quickly sent a text message telling Harry and Paul what happened last night and thanking them for telling me about the white light of protection, and the shield that protected me when I needed it most.

          Now I use the white light of protection before every paranormal investigation or low energy. It really works! After all ... what’s better than a shield of peace from God!

©Rosella C. Rowe

Directions for White Light of Protection:


Tuesday, November 10, 2020


Snow Hill Inn:

An Amazing Discovery Tucked in the Rolling Country Hills of New Vienna, Ohio!

Driving by Snow Hill Golf Course in New Vienna, Ohio, you would never guess you are passing an 18th century house full of U.S history and spirits from the past.

            As you walk up to the club house, there is no evidence of an old home from the outside and hardly any from the inside! When I entered, I looked for Banquet Manager Beth Ann Davidson, passing the original house completely. I NEVER EVEN SAW IT! I later realized this when Beth Ann was giving me a tour. I couldn’t believe that I walked right by it without a thought.

          The original house was incorporated into the country club and is no longer visible from the road. It was built in 1820 by Charles and Katharine Harris, who moved from Snow Hill, Maryland, (hence the house’s name). They had nine children.

          The house also was a local pub that secretly helped harbor slaves who escaped from the South. The house had a tunnel (now closed) in the basement, which ran from Snow Hill House to an inn that used to be across the street.

        Beth Ann walked me around the house beginning in the pub and we continued through the family room and into the dining room, where I really sensed the past owner, Mr. Harris, near a far wall. I chose not to mention my feelings as we walked to the ballroom, which in the past was divided into two rooms. Today it is one large ballroom being used by the country club. We walked upstairs to view the six guest bedrooms and two bathrooms. The rooms are gorgeous and rent for only $100 dollars a night, which is a total steal!

          The older house is mostly used for weddings and guests who stay on after a wedding for convenience. Some of the additions to the house include a larger ballroom, a restaurant bar and grill, and a back patio with outdoor seating. Its large balcony is perfect for a wedding or prom picture. It has the most wonderful views!

          But let’s get to the ghosts, right!

          As I waited for my fellow ghost hunters to arrive, I set up my equipment and sat down to interview Beth Ann in the small dining room. I had heard that the dining room was a hot area for paranormal activity but wasn’t thinking it would start right away.

Ten minutes into the interview, I was sitting with Beth Ann at the large dining table when the door behind me started to move. I thought it was my friend, Evan, who must have arrived early. So, I shouted over my shoulder to him, “Evan, I’m in here interviewing. You can set up if you want and I will be done soon!” But Beth Ann knew better than me. She kept watching over my shoulder and soon we both heard the white wooden door behind me close with a lot of force. I was astonished!

I had only been there for a little while and the door just closed by itself! Beth Ann didn’t hesitate or look surprised. She was clearly used to this kind of thing happening. 

          She stood up and walked over to the door, opened it and looked around. Earlier, I knew I felt someone walking around in the room Beth Ann was now staring into, and I clearly heard noise in there, which was why I thought Evan must have shown up. Normally he will get to places and see me interviewing and he won’t want to bother me, so he will walk around, set up, and then wait for me to finish my interview. But not this time! It wasn’t Evan! Mr. Harris was definitely testing me!

          Beth Ann opened the door and sat back down, ready to continue with the interview when, “bump, bump” came from behind the door again. We both turned to see the door once again, moving slowly as it inched its way shut.  

          I asked Beth Ann if this was a typical occurrence in her day? She gave a little and laugh. “Yes. Little things like this will happen to me a lot during the day. They are never things that are frightful or bad, just little annoying things like this occur all the time.”

          Beth Ann has worked at Snow Hill since she was a teenager, and even got married and had her reception on the property. She later came back to Snow Hill as its Banquet Manager.

“How wonderful,” I told her after hearing her career story. So, it’s safe to say she has seen a lot and had a lot of experiences on the property. Beth Ann went on to tell me the paranormal experiences she witnessed at Snow Hill.

          “My most recent experience was actually two weeks ago during our ‘Mixer Night’ for our club members. We have them each week. Hunter, a staff member heard the piano playing from the dining room. She asked me if I had heard it playing, and I had. Curiously, I walked into the dining room and sat down at the piano and played it. As soon as I started to play, I noticed the lights from the chandelier dim. This really freaked me out, so I left the room quickly. Later that night, I was closing up. I set the alarm for the building and was walking toward my car in the lot when I noticed the lights inside turn back on by themselves.”

            Beth Ann also reported that glasses on the bar  often slide right off the bar and break. And most importantly, before her own wedding, she was helping her mother set up in the big ballroom when she saw her 9-year-old brother walk in from the front door and down the long hallway toward them. The odd thing was she saw him stop and side-step around something in the hall, but she didn’t see anything to walk around. When he reached them, she asked her brother why he side-stepped like he was stepping around someone. He said, “Didn’t you see the brown dog?” Beth Ann and her mother just looked at each other in puzzlement because they hadn’t seen it.

          Another paranormal occurrence was when Hunter was newly hired. 

The ghosts seemed to love picking on her as if to give her a little haze. Hunter was asked to get tablecloths from the basement to set up for an event. The basement is a quite creepy spot, which the people who work there know well. Many don’t want to go down to it. Hunter was new so she didn’t know there were two places where the tablecloths were kept. She walked down to the basement and began to turn the doorknob to the tunnel room (which is so named because of the underground tunnel) where the tablecloths were stored. As she began to open the door, however, something pulled the door closed from the other side, causing her to jerk forward. Hunter was spooked and ran upstairs to tell the staff. The staff thinks the ghost loves to spook her.

          Beth Ann also had another paranormal experience one day before a wedding. The bartender needed more beer, so Beth Ann was asked to go to the basement to get it. She was making her way down when, right in front of her eyes, where there are no windows at all, she found herself staring at a thick fog that she described as being five feet high starting at the floor. A few moments later she gained her composure and ran upstairs to find the bartender. When she returned with the bartender in tow to show them the fog, it was gone.

          Hunter remembered another time after a wedding and the rest of the staff was gone when she tried to set the club’s alarm, but it wouldn’t set. The alarm indicted the backdoor was open, but she just checked it and it was closed. Hunter walked back into the ballroom and the door was open. Not just ajar. It had a black crowbar jammed into it to keep it open. Hunter had never seen the crowbar before, nor had the rest of the staff.  “That was a scary moment!” And she was alone in the building.

          According to Hunter and the rest of the staff, lights are well-known to turn on and off by themselves, the smaller lamp shade lights on the walls will be often be found with the shades pulled off, a little boy is often seen by a staff member named Kat, who has been there for many years. Kat feels the boy thinks of her as a comfort. She also reports that he is often seen around her, or she feels his presence. The little boy is known as Nicolas and is thought to be one of the Harris’s children. The staff thinks the boy may be around 8 or 9 years old. Nicholas is often seen in Room #3 and is known to swing the chandelier around in a circle in Room #4. So, if you want a ghost in your room, stay in one of those rooms during your Snow Hill visit. You won’t regret it!

          Another interesting paranormal experience, according to Hunter and Beth Ann, was when a mirror decorated with golf items went flying across a small hallway landing right under two gentlemen’s feet during lunch. According to Hunter, the mirror landed on its face and only one little piece fell off the mirror.

“How in the world did the mirror NOT break?” I asked in surprise while she showed me the mirror. “I don’t know,” she replied. “It just doesn’t make sense!” Apparently, the staff re-glued the small piece in place and the mirror was like new, but everyone who comes in talks about the mirror that went flying!

          However the most freighting experience reported regarding paranormal activity, happened during the 1970s when a car was passing by and the person driving saw a dark shadow-like person jump from the building at the car on the road and fall in front of the car. The driver stopped and looked around and didn’t see anyone. I am a storyteller but even I couldn’t have made that up! I thought that was the coolest story of all! So did Evan, who told it to me.

          As for my paranormal experience at Snow Hill, I have to say this place is top on my list for mind-blowing activity! The whole time I was there (3:30pm to 3:30am) there was constant activity! My friends and paranormal investigators who were with me that night were my good friend and buddy, Evan (who I call my brother from another mother), Mirya and Brent. This was the first time I investigated with Mirya and we sure had a crazy night because the ghosts really like females – as the activity seems to follow women. There was a lot that happened that night so let’s go from room to room:

·       Family Room: In this room, I was with Brent introducing myself and him to the spirits. First, I said who I was and why I was there. I then asked them to bring down the temperature in the room and then the temperature dropped by two degrees. As this happened, Brent told me he saw two stick figures standing with me near the window in the corner of the room. I, however, saw a couple, male and female, inside my mind (or mind’s eye) standing in the corner near a window. They both were listening intently. 

They also set off my EMF reader several times in response to me telling them why I was there. I said that I was an author and I really wanted to tell their story and how much I loved their lovely home. A few hours later Mirya and I discovered a picture of the couple on the piano in the dining room. I couldn’t believe it. Right there in the picture was the exact couple I had seen in my mind standing near the window in the family room a few hours before. My jaw dropped. They were even wearing the same cloths!

My second experience came in the family room when Brent saw a small stick figure appear near me (like a child. I think it could have been Nicolas, the little boy). Brent said the figure was behind me as I asked questions. A little later, Brent told me he would be right back and left the room as I was still speaking to the little boy. I asked him if he would lower the temperature in the room. He did end up lowering it very slowly, but as he reached the temperature I asked for (69 degrees), I heard a big bang behind me and felt the wooden floor vibrate under where I sat. At the same time, my temperature gauge turned itself off. That freaked me out a bit since I was alone, so I grabbed my stuff and joined the others.


·       Basement: while in the basement, Mirya and I heard men’s voices and random half sentences the whole time we were down there, about an hour and a half. It was impressive! I have never heard disembodied voices that much! We were in the men’s locker room, which is known to the staff and other investigators as one of the building’s HOT ZONES. As Mirya and I sat down and we began to hear male voices, got louder. It was clear they really wanted our attention. It would sound like the voices were coming from the hall behind us, but we would check and no one would there and we knew that Brent and Evan were the only other people in the building. Several times as we sat and talked, Mirya and I felt a big cold spot come between us. This happened three times as we sat there. Once, when Brent walked by us, he spotted stick figures near us while using his tablet and SLS Camera. But the most intriguing moment of the night for Mirya and me was when we saw a shadow person around 8 to 9 feet tall on the metal lockers across from us. It looked like it was the shadow of someone peeking in at us from outside in the hall. Or so we thought. When we asked Evan to try to re-create the event, he couldn’t. The shadow must have been peeking out at us from inside the metal lockers! We were really lucky to have seen it!


·       Dining Room: Evan, Mirya and I took a break and sat down in the dining room, which was the same place I interviewed Beth Ann and experienced the door closing behind me. Well, the night was still young! We were talking when I felt Mr. Harris, the original owner, walking back and forth a few times behind Evan. I mentioned it to Evan, so he placed his EMF behind him on top of a long table near the wall. We asked Mr. Harris to light it up and he did –  once. After we ate, we came back, and I was getting ready to do a live podcast. Then I felt a heaviness in the room. It was coming from the same place behind Evan just like before. I knew it was Mr. Harris again. I could really feel and see the man walking behind Evan silently and I could tell he was gearing up for his grand entrance. He simply was waiting for us to begin the show and then the activity would happen. I told everyone, “Watch, he is waiting until I press the button to start the show and then he will light up all of our devices in the room.” And he did just that! 

    As soon as I pressed the “On Air” button, he lit up all of our devices at once. I just laughed. He surely got his 15 minutes of fame! But the most insane event of the evening, (I know! This is on top of the shadow man peeking from inside the metal locker!) was when we were talking during the podcast, and we suddenly heard a women scream at the top of her lungs from down the hall in the restaurant area! It was crazy! I have seen this stuff on TV a thousand times, but I never believed it! And here it was happening to all of us! Wow…We all sat for a minute staring at each other. Finally, I spoke to Mirya, “Did you…?” She replied with her mouth still falling to the floor with shock, “Oh…Yes… I DID!”

·       Ballroom: After the podcast, we walked to the back ballroom. I wanted to check if we would get paranormal activity near the door after Staff Member Hunter’s story with the crowbar. Brent set up his Boo Bear on the wooden ballroom floor and I placed a little ball that lit up with very bright colors next to it. During our investigation, the small ball began to move around in a circle (though it’s hard to see it in this video I took) it actually is picked up and rotated to have the red button that turns it on and off aimed upward!  https://youtu.be/ASWz2EzUNMY 

    This was shocking to see in person. The video really doesn’t do it justice because, in person, you could really see the ball stop and float up a bit in the air and be placed down again with the red button on top. Let’s just say this must have been a particular person in life and death…a little OCD perhaps…but I loved it!

So would I recommend a visit to Snow Hill Inn? Hell Yeah! Be kind when you’re there and the spirits will come to you, especially if you are a female! I loved and adored the staff: Beth Ann, Hunter, and Kat were just awesome! 

In addition, you get free fountain drinks and a wonderful breakfast in the morning when you are a guest! You can’t beat it! And neither can I. I will be heading back October 31, 2020, for a Halloween investigation! I can’t wait! STAY TUNED.

@Rosella C. Rowe



Snow Hill Inn & Country Club:


Beth Ann Davidson
Banquet Manager