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Preface
The
following story, "Strange Tales From A Famous Astrologer", was chosen
as this month's featured article. It was selected from a vast assortment
of book, newspaper and magazine stories published on the life and career
of Walden Welch. It will be added to the 'Archive' collection on this
website which is updated monthly.
"Strange
Tales" is unusual in that it depicts Mr. Welch's clairvoyance rather
than his more acclaimed astrological abilities. It is presented in
its complete and original text for your enjoyment.

Welch's
Incredible Sightings
Strange
Tales From a Famous Astrologer
By
Sandy Sanders
The Sonoma Index-Tribune
April
2, 1980
Famous
local astrologer Walden Welch is not surprised when he sees a ghost. "My
first reaction when I see one is that I know them," he explained. Often
he realizes it was a ghost only when it has disappeared.
Once,
while still living in San Francisco, he was watching television when he
noticed a man with blue eyes and black hair, dressed in a blue suit. The
man looked at him, winked and smiled. "I just looked at him and smiled
back, and continued watching TV," recalled Welch. Then he wondered what
had made the man smile. It didn't occur to him to wonder who the man was
or how he had gotten there.
Welch turned to him again, and the man winked again and smiled, then
disappeared with a shimmer of air. Only then did Welch realize that he was
alone in the house and that he did not know this man.
For
Welch, seeing a ghost is a natural experience. Only after the ghost had
gone does he realize that the colors of its eyes, hair and clothing were
perhaps more vivid than they might be otherwise.
He
usually sees ghosts in the daytime, "Out of nowhere. I just turn around
and they are sitting or standing beside me and and I think I know them."
he said.
The
psychic saw his first ghost when he was five. He was praying beside his
bed. The man told him that his mother wouldn't die and added, "Tell
her that she is a silly --." Walden
didn't know the word the man used, but when he passed on the message to
his mother later, she cried. The strange word was her Portuguese
grandfather's pet nickname for her, and meant "silly goose."
As
a young adult, Welch owned an antique shop on Divisadero Street in San
Francisco. He lived in the same building. Upstairs was and English lady
named Alice Meyers who was divorced and living alone.
She was always smiling and often stopped to
visit on her way to a bus stop below en route to her babysitting jobs. One
day when he hadn't seen her for quite some time he was stripping
furniture in the antique shop when he saw her walk by. She was walking to
the bus stop, wearing her blue coat and pillow box hat.
If Welch had stopped working, the coat of
varnish he was applying wouldn't dry to an even color. But he felt
guilty about not visiting with her. Her face had seemed sad. Later that
day the landlord asked if he had seen Alice Meyers recently, for no one
else had. When her apartment was opened, her body was found. She had been
dead for two weeks. "Alice's biggest fear was to die alone and not be
found", remembered Welch. "She was just trying to let someone know."
He
has met other ghosts too who seemed to have a purpose in letting their
selves be seen.
One
time he was going to do a astrological reading for a man and woman; but
when they walked into his office at Curry & I Antiques in Boyes Hot
Springs, there was another woman with them.
He assumed he had made a mistake in scheduling two appointments at once,
but he asked them to make themselves comfortable. Only the man and woman
sat down, near the fireplace. The third woman remained standing by a low
table facing them; and it was only then that Welch realized she had no
legs. Only the upper part of her body was visible. She did not look at
him, but only at the couple facing her, and drew her wedding ring off her
finger, tossing it toward the woman's lap.
She repeated the gesture several times before vanishing. The
astrologer thought, "I'm not going to tell these people. They will
become scared and think I'm a lunatic." But compelled to relate the
sighting he questioned the man as to whether he had recently lost his wife
and was feeling guilty about wanting to remarry. He asked his client if
his deceased wife had very black hair which she wore in a bun and had worn
red as a favorite dress color, and preferred dresses with a Peter Pan
collar. Had she worn a wedding ring with a very large diamond set off the
band with little sparkly objects on the side? The
man had become pale and agitated, but he confirmed everything. The large
"diamond" ring was a zircon. So Welch described what he had seen and
said he felt the woman was trying to tell her husband she approved of him
marrying again.
Next the man pulled out his wallet. Inside
was a picture of the same woman, wearing the same red dress. It had been
taken at Christmas time the year before.
A
different ghostly experience occurred at another reading Welch gave in his
office. A Los Altos woman had come in fairly casually, only because a
friend of hers had had a reading done and praised Welch's abilities. She
was curious. Some 15 minutes into the reading, which was being
tape-recorded by the woman, Welch saw that her husband would die soon. He
asked her if her husband was gravely ill, and she said yes. So the
astrologer began gently talking around the subject, not telling her
directly that her husband would die, but trying to prepare her. After he
finished the reading, the woman asked to spot-check her tape before she
left. She was afraid a reel had finished somewhere in the middle.
Exactly at that point where Welch had started to ask about her
husband, his voice was no longer on the tape. It had been blocked out by a
man's voice, singing like a cantor in a temple.
The woman froze with fear. "It's my
father!" she exclaimed. He had died some 40 years before when she was in
her teens. He had been a rabbi. At the point on the tape where Welch had
gone on to other subjects, there was his voice again, and the singing was
gone.
When
the woman left she was still upset and fearful. Later, Welch learned that
the tape had been checked and verified as not being a fake by Stanford
University, and that a copy had gone into their Department of
Parapsychology Dept.
The woman's husband died shortly there
after. When she phoned Walden and told him, she agreed that the message on
the tape, though a shock at the time, had given her consolation in her
husband's death. She had never before believed in the survival of the
spirit.
Welch
puts ghost sightings into two categories. For some people, seeing or
hearing a much-loved relative or friend at a time of personal need is a
once-in-a-lifetime experience. Usually these people are not believers in
ghost.
Other
ghosts are the familiar "haunts", spirits, which remain about a
certain place they knew in life. Welch believes that these are
"earthbound" spirits who do not realize they have died. Often when an
old house is remodeled and no longer familiar to them they leave. In other
instances they may be 'spirit guides' or if one prefers, 'Guardian
Angels'.
When
Welch first came to Sonoma Valley he saw a ghost at The Blue Wing Inn in
Sonoma. A company of friends had gathered together for a party in the
patio behind the building.
When one of the women got up and said she
was going upstairs to the bathroom, Welch told
her that he had just seen someone else go in and advised her to
wait. But when no one came out after a long while, she asked whom he had
seen. As he described the figure, there was a gasp from another guest, who
told him that for the better part of a century there were tales of a ghost
who ascended these stairs. She was depicted exactly as Walden had
described her.
The
ghost was a young woman with her hair tied up in a bun, adorned in an old
fashioned, full-length dress. The dress had a high lace collar, was puffy
at the bottom, and had a pattern of rosebuds on a beige background. She
was also carrying a candle. "They always look so real, flesh and blood,
to me", Welch replied. "I simply thought it was someone who dressed
eccentrically in order to be noticed."
Welch
once had two friends in the valley, two elderly women whom he did
occasional errands. The older woman was the mother of the second, and was
in her seventies. The mother sometimes told Welch that she was worried
about dying before her daughter, because the daughter was less stable and
would not be able to handle her mother's death well.
The
daughter had no religious beliefs and was inclined to drink too much,
whereas the mother, Welch said, was very spiritual and accepting of life
after death.
But it was the mother who died first. And
immediately after her death while Welch was in their home with the
daughter, he saw the dead mother sitting on her bed. "She 'spoke in my
head' and told me she had hidden $10,000.00 dollars in a black purse in
her closet to be given to her daughter to help her in the future, but that
I was not to give it to her all at once for she would waste it on
liquor." He
said nothing to the daughter. But some time later, she called him late and
night and asked him to come over. She was very frightened because she had
seen her mother. The mother had stroked her cheek as she lay in bed, and
then disappeared.
Welch tried to comfort her; for the lady
could not believe in the reassurance of the gesture she had felt. He did
not tell that he, too, had seen her mother. Nor of the message she gave
regarding the money. She would have been too unable to accept that without
fear, he felt. The next day he pretended to come across the $10,000.00
dollars by accident as he helped clean the closest of her mother's
bedroom. It was stuffed into the lining of a black purse.
Since
that time he has occasionally seen the mother in the window of her
daughter's house, looking at him with a smile as he passes by to where
his car is parked. Each time he recognizes her and smiles back. It seems
natural. When he remembers she is dead and looks to see her again, she is
gone.
Welch feels that she cannot stop worrying
about her daughter and still feels responsible for her. Therefore, she too
has become earthbound for the time being, for she still feels the need to
care for her daughter.
Welch
has had only one unpleasant experience with a ghost, and that was while
his cousin was visiting him in a house here in the valley.
The cousin had gone to sleep watching
television in Walden's room, so Welch went to sleep in the front bedroom
so as not to wake his cousin. He awakened to a terrifying sense of fists
beating hard on his back. There seemed to be no air in the room. He gasped
for air. It also seemed as if he were being electrified. Somehow he
managed to push himself abruptly up out of bed and ran downstairs. It was
4:30 a.m.
He
said nothing to his cousin, who was a little unstable and did not believe
in ghosts anyway. The next night the cousin slept in the front bedroom and
Welch slept in his own. "My cousin came running into my room and
screamed that something was beating him!" It was again 4:30 a.m.
remembered Welch. His cousin would never come to visit again.
Another man usually sleeps in that bedroom.
He has seen the ghost as well but is neither frightened nor harassed by
it. It is a woman who pauses by the foot of the bed and watches him a
while, then drifts off. "Doesn't it scare you?" Welch has asked him;
and he replies, "No, whoever it is, I know she likes me." Welch senses
he is right, and that the ghost became abusive to him and his cousin out
of resentment at finding someone else in the bed taking the original
man's place. Welch thinks she is a woman in her 20's or early 30's,
and that she had something to do with show business, most likely an
actress in the early 20's and 1930's. Ironically enough the bed once
belonged to famous Broadway actress Jeanne Eagles! When Welch has seen her
she is simply a milky white, not colorful, as is the case with most ghosts
he has seen.
Clara
Pregger, a psychic from Napa, once visited the house (which is The Curry
& I Building which is owned by Welch) and paused at the doorway,
saying she felt someone had fallen on that spot and had been killed. She
was standing below on odd cut-off angle below one corner of the front
bedroom. Later, Welch discovered the frame of an old window embedded in
the wall, which cuts off that corner.
He has also learned that the building was a
bordello shortly after the turn of the century. Previous owners told him
of a story in which a man roughhoused with a woman upstairs, and that she
fell out of the window to her death. "I have never seen her spirit, but
there is a definite cold spot at that place which never goes away",
Welch stated.
Walden
Welch's descriptions of ghostly sightings are among the most dramatic
and incredible stories imaginable. Yet Welch is calm and totally matter of
fact about them. He does not suggest that he "sensed" a strange figure
and then "knew" that a murder had occurred, or any or the other all-
knowing claims one associates with psychics who "see" ghosts.
For
him these are not supernatural mysteries seen only with the mind's
eye, or at night, but in fact are totally real and fully human
figures seen in full daylight. They bring with them no sense of
fear or anything unnatural. "A ghost is a soul", he
says simply. "We are all souls. A ghost is the "soul
body", which has left the physical body and nothing more.
Why in the world would anyone be afraid of one? It simply proves
we survive death. It would frighten me to believe we did not.
What could be more natural?"
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