What Draws You?

Is there something innate among all paranormal investigators? Do we all have questions that faith and science cannot answer to our satisfaction. Is it the quest for adventure? Do we have a need for the adrenaline that comes with venturing into the unknown. Are we rebels? Do we want to be a part of something that makes general people cringe or unable to understand. Is there a need to conquer a long held fear? Were we petrified of the dark or death as kids? Believe me, this is not my attempt to put us all in a box, but to find some of our commonalities.

Some of those in our field were brought into it not by their own choice. Some had paranormal experiences that led them to try to find answers to fill that mystery that haunted them long after the initial event. Others say they were given talents that put the paranormal on the same stage as reality. I can't comment on those folks other than to pose the same question. Do you personally feel that you would have still found your way into the paranormal world without those encounters.

I fit all of the traits from the top paragraph. And yes, even the one's I'm not particularly proud of. I've questioned faith all my life. I grew up in a very religious family and have always had a need to find my own truth. I love the adrenaline factor of the unknown. I get a small dose from time to time with bungee cord jumping, roller coasters, paintball, and driving down curvy back roads, but you can have all that for the potential of experiencing something supernatural. Do I like the questions I get from those who know what I do at night and are curious? I do! I love talking about it to the point that I have to carefully pay attention to when the person has lost interest and their eyes begin to glaze over. I do tend to have a smile on my face when I hear people often say, "Oh, no! I'd never do that!" Hey, what can I say?  I'm a total bad ass. I'm fearless, right? Wrong. Death scared the hell out of me as a kid. The thought of being under the ground was probably the worst thought of all. The dark was surely no where I wanted to be. There is a part of me that feels like I'm walking that smaller version of myself through these dark corridors and rooms to say, Look! There's nothing in here and if there is, hey, we got this, and we can look it in the eye.