In the summer of 1966 my father, mother, sister and I witnessed three flying saucers. They were about three miles over the ocean to the southeast of Northeast Harbor, ME. towards the Cranberry isles. The sun was glinting off their hulls and they hung motionless for what seemed like 20 minutes, when the one on the left suddenly sped off in a flash, then the one on the right sped away, and the one in the middle just disappeared. All four of us witnessed them, I'll never forget it,the sun was shining off them like it would off an airplane, but definitely not conventional aircraft. Years later a friend of mine collaborated this sighting. She saw them too from Seal Harbor beach about 5 miles to the east of us looking towards Cranberry islands. I can still close my eyes and see them to this day, (56 years ago) also as anecdotal another friend who was a volunteer fireman in Northeast Harbor told me that he and the a few other men @ the firehouse witnessed what he referred to as " ball lighting " floated through the firehouse the big doors were open and the back door was open to let the breeze come in,( hot summer, no AC back then) it floated in and out the back door. He thought it was ball lightning but there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

“I moved into the home I live in now 4 years ago. I've moved around a lot in my life but this experience was entirely different. I felt a draw to this place that was like someone was pulling my by the wrist. I've never experienced anything like it. I have a child who died very young and I was convinced it was him. The first night I slept here I woke up in the middle of the night sat straight up and said out loud, there is so much love in this house.

 

After getting settled I started noticing odd noises for no apparent reason. Specifically, the sound of a cat jumping from a high spot to the hardwood floor. I have a cat but he's outside a lot and I would hear it all the time. One day I was sitting on my sofa and I heard that sound and looked over and my cat was laying on the floor, he looked for the cause of the sound too. Lights would flicker, it's an old house I'd tell myself, old wiring.

 

A few days later I was vacuuming, stopped and turned off the vacuum then walked around the corner and the vacuum turned on by itself. I thought that's it, I want to look into this. I found a local paranormal society and reached out to them, explained what was going on and just asked for some advice on how to handle it. He asked if they could come and check it out. Four people showed up one night, two of them were psychic's, they brought camera's and special sound equipment. They setup their equipment and spent a few hours here. The psychic's felt the presence, there were more than one and they captured some interesting photo's. Most of the activity was in the basement but there was something about the garage and this one area in the backyard. The psychic said that when she stood in one spot she felt this heavy weight, an indicator of a presence. At one point we were all in the basement and each one of them said they saw the veil and it was open. I had never heard of the veil and can't say that I saw it but definitely felt something like increased air pressure.

 

All said and done and not to make too long a story of the details, they told me I had some residual spirits that did not cross over. They were harmless and if they acted up they told me to acknowledge them. If they became a nuisance to tell them to stop doing the thing that annoyed me. They also said that they would become active if I did renovations. I followed their advice and rarely even think about it anymore. I have a cool picture of an orb in the basement and some strange ultraviolet, or heat signature pics of the garage they couldn't quite figure out. The lights rarely flicker anymore."