I've just returned from another exciting adventure, this time at Waverly Hills Sanitorium in Louisville, Kentucky. I feel I should confess - Waverly Hills was at the top of my "Do Not Want" list for many years. I turned down several invitations to investigate there, but a recent dream completely changed my thinking.
In the dream, I was walking down long green and white linoleum halls and could smell the sickening combination of sweat, blood, and iodine. It was icy cold, but none of the people I saw were complaining - they all smiled and laughed. Some played cards and others chatted with nurses and other patients. Bright sunbeams flooded the corridor and made the place seem more like a cheery community center than a building where the terminally ill went to die.
Seeing Waverly like this in a dream really made me stop and examine my reasons for having avoided it in the past. I had been so focused on the negative aspects of the site that I completely lost touch with the positive. This realization opened me up to a great opportunity, one that I am extremely appreciative of and very happy to have accepted.
During my visit to Waverly Hills, I had some free time and spent it roaming the third and fourth floors for more than an hour. While I certainly did not feel alone, I never felt anything malicious either. In fact, that time "alone" in the halls was the highlight of my trip.