A Message in the House of Mirrors

Have you ever gone to a medium?
I did last night.

This was only the second time ever
that I have visited a medium,
although I have had 
some interesting experiences
with Tarot readings,
fortune tellers
and psychic friends.

So when one of my special friends 
with healing and intuitive talents
invited me to go to an event she had arranged 
with a nationally known medium, 
I was all in!

What can I say?
Curiosity is one of my strongest traits.

What a venue!
The House of Mirrors
on Market Street
in Denver's
LODO district.

Now, I've taken many
walking field trips 
to LODO 
with my third graders,
but somehow
our historical guide
never told us about 
the House of Mirrors.






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Good thing too,
because it was once notorious 
throughout the Rockies 
as Denver's premier brothel.
Try explaining that to third graders!

Denver Madam Jennie Rogers 
built the House of Mirrors in 1889
with money 
tainted with blackmail and murder.
She successfully ran it 
until she died in 1910.






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Jenny's rival 
Mattie Silks purchased the brothel
and reigned as Denver's 
Queen of the Row,
until prohibition fever in Colorado
shut down prostitution in 1916.







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So I walked into this upstairs room
of polished wooden floors, red bricked walls,
historical photos, floor to ceiling mirrors ~
and I had no camera!  Rats!  

A small group of us gathered 
about pushed together, white-cloth-covered tables, 
enjoyed dinner and drinks,
and settled in for a fascinating ride.

I am highly skeptical about contacting
spirits on the other side,
but there is just enough 
of my Scottish father in me
to approach the event 
with my nemesis, curiosity.

I have to say, I was really intrigued
by the way the medium connected with each person
and touched on important people and events in their lives.

For privacy reasons I won't say anything 
about what transpired with the others,
but I will share part of my experience.

Bam!  
Dead first husband, Ray,
from a difficult marriage and painful divorce ~
which I don't regret, 
because there was much that was good
and it led me to the Ever-Patient.

So Ray's message was:
He didn't expect to go so young.
He was sorry for the separation
and he's claiming responsibility.
He's sorry he caused me pain.

At which point I burst out,
"He should be sorry!"
and planted my face in the tablecloth
with my arms over my ears.
(I hadn't expected that move on my part!)

His message continued:
He's really has a lot of regret and remorse.
He says that he's a lot smarter on the other side
and a lot less dumb than he was in this life.
He's sorry he caused me pain
for such a long time.
He didn't take care of my heart.
He was too narcissistic in life.
He said I was his healer
and that I needed healing.
He was lonely when he died.

The medium told me other things as well,
but this was the most fascinating.
She had immediately zeroed in on
the most painful experience of my life
and spoke words that so resonated
with my dead husband.

So, I don't know what to make
of last night's experience.

I'm highly skeptical,
but I woke up this morning
feeling much more at peace.

This from me, the woman who learned of his death,
did a dance on the floor (visualizing his grave),
and said, "Take that you bastard!"
Not my finest moment, I admit.
One I've regretted many times since.

But, real or not,
I'm grateful for the release.

So, how about you?
Had any powerful experiences with a medium
or thoughts you'd like to share?

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