Monague O'Hara Paranormal Detective

The dream started with Frank and Gloria Sullivan, along with Monty on the deck of an old sailing ship. Huddled together was a small group of people, they seemed to be members of the same family. It soon became obvious this was the first of the Sullivan family crossing the Atlantic, hopefully on the way to a better life in America. Two of them were not very well, both quite sick. One was an old woman, the other just a small child, really just a baby.

This all lined up with the story of the Sullivan family leaving Ireland due to the famine, to a better life in America. It was cold, and a mist was all around the ship. Then out of the mist a large black crow flew in and landed on the deck of the ship, near the Sullivan family. Monty with his knowledge of Irish mythology was certain what this creature was. Firstly, it could not be a normal crow as out in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean the nearest land was way too far for a normal crow to fly out to the ship.

Monty knew it could only be one thing, the Mórrígan Goddess, part of the circle of life, sometimes it may be a birth, but as no new life was appearing it could only be the Mórrígan as an omen of death. The crow then transformed into an old hag before their very eyes, confirming Monty’s suspicions.

As the Crow transformed into the old hag, the two members of the Sullivan family, one old and one just a baby, drew their last breaths, passing on from this world.

Then the Gypsy woman, Lavinia, left the company of the Leprechaun O’Hara and appeared among the Sullivan family, joining them in their grief.

The next few hours seemed to pass by, in only a few minutes. After this initial period of mourning, the remaining members of the Sullivan family were preparing to bury their dead at sea. There must not have been a priest on board as the Gypsy woman Lavinia, seemed to be officiating at this funeral. The body of the baby, was placed inside a small wooden chest, but not the one that is in the Sullivan’s basement. In the bottom of this chest was a collection of earth and rocks.

Lavinia the began to speak as she removed a couple of the rocks from this chest, and placed them inside the chest she had brought with her, this was the chest now in the Sullivan’s basement.

“I will keep these rocks for the spell I will make later. Place the body of Michael in this chest with the earth and rocks from his motherland. It will guide and comfort his young soul as it makes its way from this world into the afterlife.”

The makeshift coffin, containing the body of young Michael Sullivan, was placed on the chest of the dead old woman, his grandmother. Wrapped up together in a piece of old canvas sail, bound tight with rope and some old pieces of chain, to weigh it all down. This was then sent over the side of the ship, with a few prayers, to their earthly grave, at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.

This first part of the dream, now over, left the three of them all feeling emotionally drained. It was all so vivid and real to them, it was as if they were actually present.

The next part of the dream was several days later. The remaining members of the Sullivan family were all up on the deck of the ship. The sun was shining. It was a lovely day. Lavinia, the old Roma Gypsy woman was with the Sullivan family.

They were standing in a small circle around the chest from the basement. The lid was open, and the rocks were sitting in the bottom of the chest. Lavinia began to talk.

“You have all suffered a great loss, on this journey to a better life. I will make a spell for you to make your new life much better than the old.”

Then Lavinia had each of the Sullivan family say out loud, all their worries, fears, as well as their hopes into the open chest, in a clockwise direction from Lavinia around the circle. When the circle came around to Mary, the other baby and Michael’s twin, it was her mother that said a few words on her behalf.

When the circle was complete, the focus went back to Lavinia. She began an incantation that lasted for several minutes, in a language unknown. Next she handed the now closed chest to the head of the Sullivan family along with some instructions of what to do with it.

The family were to keep the chest with them forever. This chest must be kept closed to keep their fears and concerns, hopes and dreams, all in the right place. If the lid is opened all of these fears and concerns will be released back into the real world. If this ever happens, for the good of the Sullivan family these must all be placed back into the box.

At this point, the dream concluded for Monty and Frank. They woke up, both feeling quite drained, but at the same time, both quite relieved. Gloria stayed asleep. She was about to have another dream. This one was to be just for her.

In the dream that was just for her, Gloria was sitting in a dimly lit room with the Gypsy woman, Lavinia, and the Leprechaun O’Hara. They were seated around a circular table.

There was an unlit pink candle in the center of the table, around this candle, marked with strings tied around this candle there six rings, at equal distances apart. Lavinia began to speak.

“These strings will give you seven sections of a candle. At the same hour on seven consecutive Fridays, ending on the one closest to the Full Moon, light the candle and call out the name of the one you think loves you. Then say: Gana, be with me in all that I do. Gana, please bring me a love who is true. Give him the strength to put into words, his feelings, and sing like the song of the birds. Think about the person for a few moments – think of them coming to you and declaring their love, then repeat the chant. Keep doing this until the candle has burned down to the first line. Then extinguish the candle, by pinching it out, never by blowing and put it away till next week. On the final week, keep it up until the candle burns itself out.”

Shortly after this, Gloria woke up.