Why Do I Do This? (or, The Essence of Ghost Hunting.)

Recently, I was asked the question,  “What is your goal with all of this?” The person asking me the question was referring to my hobby of “ghost hunting” – or, in other words, why the heck would I spend my spare time in dark, abandoned places asking questions into thin air?

“Well,” I said, “it started out as a curiosity…”

Ultimately, I explained, it turned into a project, a hobby. I joined up with some like-minded folk, we started traveling to haunted locations on weekends, taking pictures, recording our adventures. A website was born.  We take pictures, make videos, write about our experiences. It’s become as much of a creative outlet as a spiritual journey of sorts.

“No, that’s not exactly what I meant,” said the asker. “I want to know why – I mean, is there a specific thing you’re looking for, something you’re trying to prove or achieve by the act of ghost-hunting. Did you lose someone in your life or…”

Oh, I see – he was wondering if I’m trying to prove the existence of life after death, a survival of consciousness, maybe the existence of another plane of existence, or a wrinkle in time, or even God. Am I trying to contact a lost love one? Did some specific instance or tragedy in my life compel me to seek hard answers to age old questions?

The answer is no.

I think most people have lost someone, or known someone who has died, and I’m no different. But for me there’s no one specific goal relating to that or to anything else. Nor do I expect to find any hard answers.

Ghost hunting, at it’s essence, is really just a way of paying homage to the dead, while at the same time confronting your own mortality. It’s a spiritual journey. It’s about being in the moment. It’s about taking a trip back in time, immersing yourself in the history of a location and paying homage to the people who lived and died there. It’s about facing your fears, confronting your demons. It’s paying a visit to those things that live in the darkest corners of your psyche, the monster under the bed. It’s a psychological, astrophysical, quantum mechanical, biological, metaphysical, spiritual, religious, historical, cultural, sociological, journalistic, humanistic exploratory romp. It’s about story, atmosphere, legend and myth. Time and space. Love and loss. Life and death. It’s interesting. It’s different. It’s fun. And as with life, it’s not about the destination, but rather, the journey itself.


3 thoughts on “Why Do I Do This? (or, The Essence of Ghost Hunting.)

  1. Beautifully written Layla. A great piece and so true. I agree with your passion and why you do it, wholeheartedly ❤


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